Loyal

Chapter 34

Vera's POV

            Colin's mouth presses against mine as we move against a row of lockers. His skin against me, I can smell him. Axe body wash, fresh out of the shower. I let my fingers run across his chest, his shoulders, to his back. His hands find my face as he kisses me, his lips moving as if they've been aching to feel me all day. I pull back.

            "Colin, are you okay?" His eyes find mine in a haze, as if he's trying to make out the image of me in front of him. I run a finger along his chin and try to read him. His eyes narrow as he looks down at my body. This morning I decided to wear a pencil skirt, tight around the hips, with a fitted silk blouse.

                        "Baby girl," Colin's voice is heavy, I recognize the tone by now. I feel a tingle spread to my neck and down my spine as he rests a hand on my chest. His fingers move expertly down the front, unbuttoning my blouse. He pulls my top out of my skirt, freeing my chest from the silky material.

                        "This is mine, all mine," his lips move down the curve of my neck, his fingers open my bra as he invites himself to taste my skin. I grab his hand quickly, remembering where we are.

            "We can't do this! Not here!"

                        "Nobodys coming."

            "I work here Colin, this is so unprofessional! What if we get caught? I could get fired!" Colin's hands move up my thigh, under my skirt. His firm fingers push my legs apart, and he's massaging me there.

            "Baby girl?"

                        "Yes..." My breathing is heightening at his touch.

            "Does it look like I give a fuck about anything you're saying right now?" His fingers gently push, under my panty, and in between my private lips. I try to answer, but my eyes roll back and I feel an overwhelming wetness under my skirt.

            "Moan for me baby. Stop talking nonsense and moan, that's all I wanna hear from that pretty mouth," Colin's fingers push deeper and I let out a relentless moan. He feels so good, everything about him feels so good. He moves in and out, and my body grinds against his fingers.

            "That's it baby, mmmm, you feel so good," he whispers into my ear as he nibbles on my lobe. His hand is out of me now, and I look at him through dazed eyes as he pulls my skirt up and my panty down. Before I realize it I am laying against something soft, a couch. The locker room is large, elaborate, filled with furniture and carpeted as well. Colin surprises me as I feel his length slowly come into me. I let out a moan and hear him release a breath of air. It feels just as good to him as it does to me. He moves in and out on top of me, my legs wrapping around his waist, forcing him deeper into me.

                        "Don't......stop," I manage to say, feeling my eyes roll back. At my words Colin does the opposite, and stops. He pulls out of me, and turns me to my side. He straddles my body, one of my legs going in between his, the other up against his chest. He holds the leg against his chest with one hand, and pushes into me from the side. I let out a scream, he's going in so much deeper than before. His hips thrust, then grind, then thrust. I scream again, gripping onto his chest and the couch. Colin moves without any signs of fatigue, his arms flexing above me. I moan loudly at every movement. "Ohhh........daddy!" I manage to scream. Colin stops and pulls out of me, just as I feel myself ready to come. He quickly dips his head down between my legs, and I can feel his tongue where his body just was. Fuuuuuccckkkkkkkk. His tongue works around my clit, he lets out a low growl as he licks the wetness inside of me. I look down at him as he watches me watch him. I moan and cum, and he knows it. He sits up, licking his lips, and comes right back inside of me.

            "I could fuck you all day, Vera. Do you know that?" he thrusts in and out of me, and my body is coming a part all around him.  He grinds and pushes himself deeper into me, leaving himself inside of me longer each time, thrusting harder. He dips his hips, smirking at my reaction to each of his movements. Just then I feel an overwhelming nausea come over me. I push him off of me and jump up, searching for the nearest trash bin.

            "Baby girl?"

I run to the nearest trash can I can see and throw up. Colin rushes over, pulling up his pants. "Are you okay?" he asks. I nod my head, covering my mouth. How fucking embarrassing.

                        "I want to go home," I say quickly. Colin goes to grab my shirt, when he gets back he helps me put it on. I don't understand what's up with my body, I've been feeling sick all day. Colin hands me a towel as I make my way over to a sink to wash my mouth. 

            "I'll take you home."

                        "No, it's fine. I'll be fine."

            "I'm taking you home, that's the end of it," he says sharply. I struggle to put my clothes on and send a text to Becca telling her I'm headed home because I don't feel well. Colin puts on clothes as well and rushes over to hold my hand.

            "We'll take my car," he says.

                        "I want to go to my apartment."

            "That's fine. I'll stay with you."

                        "Okay, Leah should be fine with that."

            "She better be."

We head out into the sun, and I stop before we hit the parking lot. I feel so tired. As if reading my mind, Colin lifts me up, carrying me like a child. I rest my head against his chest, feeling safer than I've ever felt before.

                        "I love you."

            "I love you too baby girl."