#4. Sweet Ache

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7-04-23.

I stumbled inside, I was tired, making it to my bedroom, without turning the lights on.

I fell asleep instantly. I felt arms wrap around me, and I froze, not knowing what to do.

Lips crashing into mine, which was fantastic, and then my clothes were being pulled off my body, and I felt the want.

The warmth of his body on mine, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his nakedness too.

Colton had me in his arms and wanted him so badly.

His whispers, "You want to be brave enough to feel a man inside you?"
"Yes," I panted.

He slipped his fingers inside of my want, bringing me into fit, moans of desires left my lips.

Then, I felt his hugeness penetrating, and he rammed harder until he was all the way inserted, the pain came.

"Fuck," I breathed, as he continued himself, steadily he paced himself, and I cried.

He was thrusting himself in and out, my orgasm building, he felt so good fucking me.

I didn't want him to stop. He continued, as I couldn't hold off any longer.

I clung to him, and he released himself at the same time I felt myself pouring my juices.

"Yes," I breathed, our lips were sealed, kissing him again and again.

"Was it to your liking?" He asks.

"Yes, it was my first time. I have been wanting you. I know you are not a mechanical bull," I muttered.

"You want to be my girlfriend?" He asks.

"Damn, do I ever. Yes!"

"There's only one thing to do," he stammered.

"What? I will do it," I bit my lip.

"Give your unconditional love, and I'll make this night your fantasy," he grunts, pushing his half hardened muscles into my entrance.

"Yes," I breathed.

Once again, he was inside, thrusting me into oblivion.

My body ached as I felt him drive deeper. It seemed like forever, our bodies entangled.

He stayed hard time after time, filling me with his seeds.

"Nelly, may I ask you, how old are you?" Colton asks.

"I am eighteen. Why?" I ask.

"Good, old enough for me too fuck," he stammered.

"How old are you?" I ask.

"An ancient man," he whispered.

"How old?" I repeated.

"If I tell you, please say you will still be my girlfriend," he murmured.

"I promise I will remain the person that loves you," sheltering him with hot kisses.

"Thirty-two, and I know there is an age difference, like twelve years," he breathed.

"I don't care," I breathed, "Age is only a number," pulling him back down to myself.

"I am so glad that I found you. Will you tell your mom the news, girlfriend?" He asks.

"I will do one better. Get me a ring, ask me the right question, and I will share my life with you."

The night grew, and the storm continued, and I couldn't sleep holding the man I love.

...

"Morning, mother," I walked into the kitchen.

"Did you have a good night?" She asks.

"Yes, and you?" I ask.

"I didn't come home, I decided to join Luke for the night?" She hums.

"I had a wonderful night," I'm not saying what I meant.

"I guess you did, I saw Colton leaving from here when I pulled into the driveway," she mutters.

"Did you? I am amazed how much you know," not any shame in me.

"What about Andrés?" She asks.

"Andrés and I are best friends. Why?" I ask.

"What you going to do if Colton wants you to stop hanging with Andrés, what them?" She asks.

"I am spending the weekend with Luke, so don't go breaking any hearts," mom advised.

Shit, shit, shit. Andrés is coming over any minute now.

Mom headed to her room.
I hurried, jumping into the shower, and the next minute, closed my eyes.

Hands touching me, kissing me so gently.

Someone placed a blindfold over my eyes and dried me with a towel.

Arms picking me up and laying me down on the bed, and kisses that was drowning me.

Soft gentle kisses slid down my throat as a body melted into mine, and I felt the deepening plunge.

I gave myself freely, not saying a word, as our bodies entangled, and it felt amazing to feel that want.

After we had sex, I was pretty worn, closing my eyes. The kiss lingers as I fall asleep.

I awoke, taking off the blindfold, I would have to think Colton later.
I get halfway dressed, pouring my wake-up routine, and coffee in the cup.

Mother had left, I don't know when.

Colton came in,"Morning, love," I hurried home. I left quietly, and I headed to town, got you a surprise, " handing me a bouquet a flower.

"Did you leave after you left here this morning?" I ask.

"Sure did, just got back why?"

"You just got back?" Her mind wonders if he left and just got back.

"Never mind," thinking she was probably only dreaming anyhow.

Colton smiled, "Got any extra coffee?"
"Sure, help yourself, lover," she said.

"I need to get dressed," I felt that Andrés would be here any minute.

"Are you expecting anyone to come?" Colton asks.

"Yes, my best friend, Andrés, I can't wait til you meet him," she smiled.

"You have a best friend. A guy friend?" Colton asks.

"Yes, we do things together," happily sharing to Colton.

"Do you sleep with him too?" Colton asks.

"Yes, we sleep together, no biggie?" I replied.

"Do you guys hug? Sleep naked?" Colton asks.

"What are you referring to?" I snapped.

"I only want the truth. You are mine, Nelly," Colton's face sees red.

"I am yours, Colton, but I will always remain his best friend," I muttered.

"You are no longer allowed to sleep with him," Colton warned.

"Alright, I won't be giving him head," she snapped.

"Let's hope not that," Colton threw the flowers on the table, "Can't wait to meet your best friend."

Colton pours himself some coffee.

"Andrés is coming over," I muttered, "Don't do anything stupid. He's not going to battle you for me."

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