The One // Colby Brock

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This chapter contains sexual content

I wake up crying by Colby shaking me after dreaming that Colby got shot."It's ok, it was just a dream." I pull him into my arms and try to stop crying but it just makes me cry even harder. " He starts to rub my back. "It's ok, let it out." After a few minutes I stop crying. "I dreamed you died, you got shot." "I'm sorry baby, I shouldn't have done that prank." I don't respond then lay back down. He lays down after me and spoons me. This is the first time he's spooned me and I love it. He wraps his arms around me and I hear him smell my hair. Soon I fall back asleep.

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I wake up and feel Colby's hand on my chest. Great, I'm not even wearing a bra, just a sort of thick tshirt. "Colby?" I feel his  light breaths on the back of my neck. "Colby wake up!" I feel him deeply exhale and then feel him yank his hand off of my chest. "Shit! Sorry." I nervously laugh and turn around to see a Colby's face turn red. He gets up and starts walking to the bathroom sideways. "What are you do-oh...shit." I catch a glimpse of the bulge in his shorts when he walks past the mirror. "I don't think you realize that you just walked past a mirror." He immediately covers his problem and runs to the bathroom with a red face. I laugh, partly because it looked funny and partly out of embarrassment. I stuff my head in the pillow and groan loudly.

After a while I hear the bathroom door open. "I-I'm just gonna go in t-the living room to watch TV for a bit." He stutters. "Um, ok yeah you do that."

I stay in his room and all I can think about is his hand on me and what I saw  in the mirror. After a few minutes I get the courage to go in the living room and talk to him.

"Hey, uh I uh-nevermind I shouldn't say that. Anyways... Let's just forget about that and get something to eat..." I sigh. "What were you going to say?" He looks at me weird. "Oh, nothing." I reply nervously. "Doesn't sound like it was nothing." "I-I was just going to say didn't mind that." I say quietly while looking down. "Wait really?" Oh no, he heard me.

I fidget with my hands, still looking down until I see Colby walking towards me. I keep staring at the ground and then feel arms around me. I feel Colby's breath on my neck and then feel him kiss my neck. I put my arms on his and when I feel him suck on a sensitive spot I squeak. He put one hand on my waist and starts trailing the other up my body and under my shirt. He stops right before he gets to my boobs. Why did he stop? "You sure you're ok with this?" I nod and give him a brief kiss. He starts to kiss my neck again and I feel him trail his hand up again. I feel him fondle my boobs and I cant take it anymore. A quiet moan slips out and I quickly cover my mouth. Colby grabs my hand and removes it. He finds another sensitive spot on my neck and I let out a moan. Then we are interrupted by a knock on the door, making me jump.

When Colby walks to the door I can tell he has a boner. He peeks out the door to see who it is and sighs when he sees Sam. I catch Colby glare at Sam right before I walk to the couch. "Can I please come in?" Sam asks. "Um, we're kinda bu-." "Let him come in, it's not like he hasn't seen it before." I say cutting him off. "But-" "No buts." He opens the door covering the bulge in his pants and Sam comes in and sees Colby. "I'm just gonna pretend I don't see what you're doing and sit on the couch." He sits down then looks at my neck, quickly looking back at Colby. "Have you told her?" Sam asks Colby. "Told me what?" I  ask, confused. "We're going to Egypt for TFIL." Colby sighs. "WAIT! REALLY?" I exclaim. "Thank God, she sounds happy." Colby says, relieved. "Wait, I can't go." I say. "Why?" Sam asks. "I don't have enough money." "We can pay for it." Sam says. "No." I reply. "Please!" Colby begs. "No!" I reply. "You can pay us back when you get the money to pay for it." Sam offers. "Fine." I guess that's ok. "Now when is this trip?" I ask. "Next Tuesday is when we get on our flight." My jaw drops. "That's so soon! I don't know if I should be happy that I don't have to wait that long or mad that I have to get ready in such a small amount of time." I tell them.