Burning Crimson

Chapter Nine

"Okay just please stay calm and just-chill out." He tried but his words weren't even heard from the livid girls who were red in front of him.

"You little cunt," she runs up and throws against the fireplace they had in the den, she stumbled back and grunted.

"Or not.. whatever," he said, watching intently, Jean gaped at him, not believing his attitude, normally he'd black out if any of the girls even made a negative comment about one another, there had to be a certain, solidarity type of love between everyone.

"You ruined this! Your dumb face and your stupid voice, you've ruined my fucking life!" Colette didn't even get to say a word before Shawna wrapped her hand around Colette's neck and slammed her harder into the wall.

"Well aren't you going to do something?" She asks, directing her attention to Harry, who swats at her with his hand, watching the two girls fight, liking the hatred they had, feeling his own ignite deep inside of him.

"You're just a fucked up girl! I did nothing wrong!" Colette tries to grit through her teeth, barely making a coherent sentence, Shawnas hand wrapped around her throat tightly. While her other grabs at her hair.

"Oh please, stop acting so innocent, you know what you did!" She says and Colette scratched at her face, cutting into her cheek. Blood falling down but that was where he drew the line.

"Okay, enough, as entertaining as it was, I'm not going to let this happen, so stop and go get ready for lunch," he said and Shawna looked at him, hands still wrapped around the younger girls throat, her face going pale.

"No, you don't fucking understand, she is going to ruin us, all that we've built together!" His grin fades and his lips press into a hard line, she screams, like a child being told no for the first time ever. And her brown hair all over the face, the most emotion she has showed, and it was anger and rage.

"Stop it now, get to that room, Shawna go upstairs, now!" his green eyes dark, and his jaw tensed. "You ruined it for everyone, nobody gets to eat now, you all don't get to come out until it's dark out. He walked all the girls to their rooms, locking them up, Colette was the last one but he didn't lock her door, he followed her in.

She sits on the bed that he had done stuff to her, she shudders at the memory of his curly hair between her legs, the way his tongue had done things unknown to her, letting her feel something towards him besides fear and hate.

He closes the door when she looks up at him, she shuddered, not wanting to relive what had happened. But feeling compelled to reach out and touch him, have him hold her in his arms. Not loving but comforting arms, she wanted to be rocked back and forth in his arms. But she wasn't herself, the days were hot and maybe it was the heat going to her head, she didn't love him, she didn't even like him.

"Sorry about Shawna, she doesn't handle jealousy too well," he says and he moves to her on the bed, her face flushes when she remembers his rough, gentle touch, like fire and ice, it's hot and soothing somehow when he makes her skin cold.

"I just want to go home, when can I leave?" She asks, her sadness started over taking her curiosity towards him.

"You had so much fun last night so, I came in here for a specific reason," he says and starts to unzip his jeans and pulls them down his long legs. His obvious arousal showing through his black boxers.

"No, but wait, I'm a-" she stutters out but he holds up his hand to silence her.

"A virgin, yes we've been through this babe," he coos and climbs towards her, "that's not what I want here," he pushes her down with his chest in a seductive way.

"Well, what-what do you want?" She asks and she hates the way her body starts building up with excitement and all the fear is like a flame, burned out.

"Just lay down and let me show you," he hushes her and he wants to kiss her but he doesn't. Colette lies back and breathes in and out slowly, her eyes screwing shut. Her chest heaving up and down, did he hear how her heart went a mile a minute?

"Okay, open your mouth, Colette," her eyes still shut as he adjusts between her face, he slowly puts his dick in her mouth, she is alarmed, scared she would choke without air.

"Shh babe, slowly just lick it, yeah," he shuts his eyes as she finally finds some type of rhythm with her tongue, she can barely breathe as he eases in and of of her mouth. "Breathe through your nose, it'll be easier for you."

And with each suck and pull to her hair, he gets harder and harder, barely letting her breathe as he fucks into her small mouth. She started feeling that sick feeling in the back of her throat. He let his head roll back as he felt pleasure coarse through his body, from the tip of his toes to the pit of his belly.

"Shh okay, babe i want to try something else," he takes himself out of her mouth and stands up, just to sit back on the bed. He laughed at her appearance, a twisted grimace on her face, she has a trail of drool on her chin and coming out of her mouth. He pulls her closer. "You're so beautiful," he says and kisses her, deeply and slowly.

The cross expression on her face was something he was in awe with. Her eyes were glossy and her lips were pink and abused.

"I want to do this now, I want to be with you," she says and digs into his curly hair with her fingers.

[note: Cane Crimson everybody.]