Stay the night - Jo

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 My heart was hammering in my chest. My body was on fire everywhere Colby touched me. I wanted more of it, more the feeling. More of him. It's been too long, and the ache was too strong for me to handle. He was really here, in front of me, in person. Finally. Maybe I was rushing it, and was caught up in the moment, so what.

I was having fun.

"I want this off." I breathed against his lips. Pulling away, Colby leaned up on my knees, tugging my shirt over his head, exposing his torso to me. It was rock solid, Perfect, and hot to the touch. Leaning on my elbows, my body did the talking. I shuddered, gasping at the sight of him. His blue eyes now darken with lust, my hand raked along his abs, my nails scratching gently, causing him to shiver under my touch.

"You're beautiful, Colby." I blurted. Leaning up, kissing his abs, his hands knotted in my hair. Taking a breath, my eyes never leaving his. I took off my shirt, my bra and the scar below my belly button was exposed. Anxiety crept up my body, shaking from nerves.

Fuck.

"Jo, you're the fucking gorgeous one. Come here." Colby growled, leaning down, his lips connected with my neck again, my nails raking themselves along his arms and back.

His hips bucked into my core, causing me to moan out. The pool between my legs getting bigger. I crashed my lips to his, bucking his hips again, getting some friction. My breathing picked up, I moaned against his lips. Colby's hand slowly moved south on his body, my skin coming alive like wildfire. His fingers brushed against my scar on my stomach, I immediately tensed up.

"It's okay, Jo. Your scars are a part of you. You are fucking beautiful under me." I breathed. His hand undone my button on my pants, my hips bucking up to meet his. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Colby."

"Are you sure?"

"Please stop asking me that. Just touch me." I moaned. Swallowing hard, Colby peeled off my pants and undone the button on his, discarding them to the floor. Colby settled between my legs again, kissing me. He tasted of beer and pizza, and a hint of spearmint. It was captivating, and I wanted more of it every time his lips were on mine. I didn't care if we ended up not doing anything, I just wanted his lips all over me.

"You are so soft, Jo." Colby groaned into my ear, his breath hot on my ear. Colby's hand traveling to the brim of my panties. My nails dug into his shoulders.

"Please." I whined.

"It's alright," Colby whispered, pecking my lips, "I'll get there." His hips bucked against my core again, making me groan, feeling all of him hard against me.

"Colby, please." I whined, grabbing his face in with my hands, chest heaving from breathing.

"What do you want, Jo?" Colby whispered, his voice hoarse. His eyes are wild with desire and determination. "Tell me what you want me to do. Let me take care of you like you deserve."

"I want you to feel me, Colby." I breathed. My lips brushed his, my hands tugging on his boxers band. His skin burning hot, warming my chilled fingers. "Jesus Christ, touch me everywhere, Colby."

"As you wish." I purred.

Colby ground hips into me slowly but hard, feeling his dick twitch against me. My back instantly arched at the feeling, my legs spreading wider for him to settle. Colby's hand pushed my panties aside, one finger rubbing my folds softly, making me gasp.

"Oh, Colby." I moaned, and Colby chuckled, kissing my lips.

" Fuck. I haven't even touched you and you're already wet for me."

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