I'm sitting on the couch with her in my lap, which is a good fucking thing because my dick has been strained against my zipper since the moment she wanted to dance with me in the backyard. She wiggled her ass to the music, and I grabbed onto her stomach, lightly tracing underneath her tits. She's doing the same thing in my lap, and I'm about to explode right here.
"Baby, if you want to stay and enjoy this party stop wiggling or my dick is going to burst in my jeans like some prepubescent with a new Playboy magazine. You already tortured me outside."
Instead of giving me one of her witty retorts back, her entire body immediately stiffens up. I follow her gaze to where Tara and Leena have just walked in the door with a few other half-naked girls trailing behind them.
She blurts, "Are you fucking kidding me?!"
"Was my text about the party in your phone?"
All she does it nod her head and I see betrayal in her eyes when she looks at Leena.
I grab her hips and pull her ear close to my mouth. "Baby, we can go back to my house."
She looks at me with anger pouring off her, but the second I smile at her, she visibly relaxes. "I just feel stupid that I left my phone in my room for them to mess with. Tara probably read the text you sent me about the party. She might even have your number now."
She glances back at the group of girls who have spotted us on the couch, and Tara leads the pack in our direction.
"Ahhhh fuck." I grab her hips and pull her toward me with her back facing them to shield us both from them.
The voice I wish neither of us would ever hear again pierces my eardrums. "Well, well, well. Look who managed to keep her man for more than one night. I hope you liked the presents I sent, Colin baby. I'm here for you anytime you wanna take a ride with me."
I can hear Natalie gag against my shoulder, and I have to resist the urge to throw up myself. Ignoring Tara's voice and the little group behind her, Natalie and I get up to walk away toward the kitchen. I know she won't want a scene at my friend's house, but at these parties, craziness always seems to ensue. If we were at one of the low key parties, nothing like this would happen. Since this is a newer guy on the team, he's enjoying his newfound fame and glory with a massive crowd.
The little group follows us as we make our way to the kitchen to say bye to some of the team.
We can hear Tara's voice behind us, "Don't you walk away from me, Natalie! You know you could never please Colin for long. He needs someone like me to make him come hard every time and all the time."
We turn around to the group and Leena is just standing there, behind Tara, with a look of nothing on her face to Natalie. She knows that she's a part of Tara's plans and probably has some guilt stirring inside of her, but under Tara's reign, she likes having the attention, too.
For the first time, Leena speaks up. "You should've just introduced us to his teammates and brought us with you. You didn't have to be so selfish, Natalie. We've been friends for ten years and this is the thanks I get? After everything I've done for you, you at least owed me this party invite."
The look of betrayal Natalie had earlier is now evident in full force on her face, and my heart breaks to see her so upset. My latent anger is threatening to boil over, but I know bitches like Leena and Tara would sell a story as quick as any scorned fan.
I shout a quick goodbye to the guys and lead Natalie out of the house to the truck.
We sit in the truck for a second and before I turn over the ignition, Natalie offers, "Let's go get some food first. All that bullshit made me hungry."
I laugh at her need for food in a time like this, but I know she's trying to cover up the pain. I drive us to the twenty-four-hour diner that's closest to my house. I silently watch her as drowns herself in maple syrup with bits of pancakes popping through.
"Baby, one these days I will learn how to cook for you so I can make you breakfast in bed."
She only gives me a half smile before continuing her meal. She didn't even make a comment about my shitty cooking skills. It tears a part of me knowing I can't bring her back from this, but I know now that we have no options except to deal with Leena and Tara head on.
When we get back to my house, she's silent, and I kind of wish I had a dog or something to soothe her. Animals calm her down and so do I, so I think it’s time I combine the two, without me injuring it, of course.
She walks into my living room and through to my backyard. I blindly follow her to make sure she will be okay.
Before I can even say anything to her, she opens the box of Fuzzy's puppy toys I left on the back deck and starts chucking them across the yard. Sentences of anger burst from her.
"Stupid fucking bitches!"
"Ten years!"
"Diseased slut bags!"
When she runs out of toys, she grabs the towels and starts throwing them even though they don't make it very far. I run up to her and pull the towel from her hands, but she fights me.
She's yelling at the towel and not at me. "I can't believe I wasted ten years being friends with that backstabbing bitch! She was there for me when my mom died, and I've put up with everything since then. Constant designated driver nights and eating my food. Hitting on my ex-boyfriend. Now! Some slut bag bitch comes into our lives two years ago, and it’s like the last decade meant nothing! I owe her? What kind of fucking bullshit is that?! What in the hell did I do to deserve this?"
I didn't want to grab anything from her hands more forcefully in case I hurt her when I try to get her attention, but I can't bear to see her like this.
"Baby, you cannot control what other people do! We've both seen that firsthand. You cannot let her get to you like this!"
She just falls to the ground, angry sobbing. "I've lost my mom, my family's so far away, and now the person I thought was my best friend would rather be gold digging whore bag. Why do I feel so alone?"
I crouch down onto the concrete and grab her into my arms. She fights me at first, but when I tighten my hold, her sobbing slows down. She falls into my embrace.
"Natalie, I’m here for you. You haven't lost me and you will never be alone. I love you more than I have loved anything or anyone in my entire life. When you are with me, everything crazy in my life makes sense and I'm whole. You are one of the best people I've ever had in my life. You're caring, generous, trusting, loving, beautiful, smart, and drop dead sexy. Anyone who has you in their life is lucky that you grace them with your presence."
Her sobbing turns into small dry heaving pants, and I know my words are slowly resonating. She's still upset when she looks up at me. "How do you do it? How do you handle all of these crazy and backstabbing people? How can you trust anyone?"
"I trust you with my life. I trust the people closest to me. Grant and Jamie. My parents’. The people who actually give a shit about me as a person are the people who are worth trusting."
I dry the tears from under her eyes and kiss her eyelids. I pick her up from the ground and carry her back to the living room. I turn on one of her favorite movies I saved and go to the kitchen to get her a glass of water.
She gulps it down within seconds of me handing it to her and places it on the coffee table. She tosses her sandals to the side and takes off her jewelry and scarf in a hazed motion. I sit down next to her and wrap my arm around her. She burrows so deep into my body that we become one person. I kiss the crown of her head as we watch the movie.
It's not long until I hear the music from the movie waking me up. I feel Natalie's warm body on top of mine, and I'd hate to move her. She's the perfect blanket for me right now, but I think we'd both feel stiff in a bad way if we slept the whole night on the couch.
As I lay her down in bed, the anger has subsided to the point where I'm mostly rational. It'll take a little time, but I have an idea for a plan to keep Natalie with me forever.
My brain may be tired, but my internal clock wakes me up before my phone alarm to be physically productive this morning. The decision between running on the treadmill versus goi
ng into the pool is a quick one. I've gone running a lot lately, but I miss the feeling of gliding through the water. Either way, I want to find something to stretch my limbs out since I'm always on the move and have become a nympho with Colin.
One look at the clock tells me there's plenty of time to take an early swim before work. I'm on a constant sexual high whenever I'm with Colin that I lose sense of time on random days and the need to keep up with him.
Damn him and his football godlike-stamina.
No matter what drama is going on, my hunger for this man has not been killed whatsoever. My libido is on overdrive every time I'm near him. I reluctantly leave him naked in the bed when I get my ass up.
It's fairly cool out when I walk outside in my suit, which means I won't have to turn the heater on for the water.
I'm a few laps in when I feel Colin jump in the water. When I stop mid-stride, I notice he still is a very naked Colin. Water is dripping from his blond hair down his perfectly sculpted chest to the abs I still have dirty dreams about even though we've been officially together for a few weeks. My gaze drops lower to the thickness rippling through the water, hardening my nipples through my top. Droplets of water run between my breasts and his gaze aims at the peaks, begging for him to taste. There's only heavy breathing before his hands pull my waist closer and he picks me up against his slick body.
He walks us to the shallow end of the pool, using those multi-talented hands to untie the bikini from my body as he lifts me effortlessly onto the edge, exposing my breasts to the spring air. He keeps me on the edge as he tugs my bottoms off and tosses them over his shoulder into the water. I'm as naked as he is, but the intimacy coming from his eyes dig deep into my core and my heart.
Colin massages my dangling feet, up my legs, and spreading them wider as he goes. The cool air brushes against my small spot of curls as Colin stares into my drenched lips. My hands hold onto the concrete, jutting my chest into Colin's face. He takes his gaze off of my center and his hands keep moving up my body, leaving goose bumps as they go higher and higher. He's eye level with my chest and tortures me slowly with his hot breath against my nipples.
"God, Natalie. What you fucking do to me."
His tongue peeks out from his lips, the little silver ball rolling from the top around to the bottom. He leans into my nipple and rubs his piercing around the sharp tip, causing an instant reaction from me.
"Ohh, Colin. I'm so loving this."
"Well, I'm loving you, baby, so get used to it."
His tongue continues to lap around the bud while one hand kneads into my breast. His other hand trails along my back down to my ass, grinding me against his chest. The friction of his skin against my center, plus his hands, is building my pleasure even higher.
He switches nipples and now has both hands grabbing onto my ass, pulling me against his body.
"Fuck, Nat. I need to be inside you. I need to feel every inch of you tight around my dick."
He pulls my neck so I'm looking directly into his eyes.
"Natalie, I'm yours no matter what, and I want nothing in between us. I want to take you bare, and I'm clean. But if you want me to go grab a condom, I will."
I wrap my legs around his waist and nudge the head of his dick into my slick opening.
"Colin, I want to feel every inch of you. I've been yours since you ran into my life, and I'm still on the pill. If you don't get inside of me now, we're gonna have some problems."
With my admission, he slams the rest of the way into me, causing me to ride so closely on the edge. The water splashes around us as his body moves in and out of me.
I'm so close I can taste it. I match him thrust for thrust as my arms grab around his neck pulling his lips down to mine.
His pounding never stops when he grabs onto my ass, his middle finger hitting the ring of my ass. I bite into his shoulder to not come then and there.
"One day, baby, I'm gonna fill you up everywhere."
His movements continue as I'm on the verge of screaming. The rubbing around the tight hole and stretching of his dick inside of me causes my entire body to tremble.
I can't help it when the head of his dick hits me in that perfect sweet spot, and I explode. I scream through my orgasm, the sound echoing on the deck. His grunts get louder as my aftershocks push through, letting my juices drip down his cock.
"Fuuuck yeah, Nat. Milk my cock. I'm so fucking close."
He pulls me against him until he's so buried deep inside of me that the bottom of his shaft rubs against my swollen clit, and I come again.
"I'm coming. Ohhh fucking god."
His release fills me up, the warmth stills inside of me, and when he pulls out, he takes some of it with him. The juices drip down both of our bodies and when I run my hands through his wet hair, he pulls me in for a deep kiss.
"I love you so much, Natalie."
I take the selfish opportunity to rub my hands over his wet body and kiss his slick skin.
"I love you, too, Shaw."
Before I know it, I'm lifted up high into the air and tossed into the pool. When I come up for air, Colin's next to me, picking me up again for another throw.
"Colin Shaw, I'm not a football! Remember what you told me? Your job is to catch me, not throw me!"
He picks me up and carries me out of the pool, carrying my naked and wet body through the house and up the stairs. He places me on his bathroom counter while he gets the shower with the double sprayer all warmed up to get the chlorine smell off. When the water's hot and ready, he pulls me with him and pushes my hair off my shoulders while rubbing his thumbs across my neck. He knows that makes me swoon!
Damn him.
He steps me back toward the tiled wall and nibbles down my ear. Steam builds all around us when his loving and lusting gaze travels over me. "I'll catch and carry you all day, every day, Natalie."
I smooth my hands over his shoulders, grabbing onto biceps, and bringing him even closer to me. His hands grab onto my waist, digging into the flesh before hoisting me up against the wall. He holds me steady as I wrap my arms around his neck and grind my hips into his body. Colin bites into my shoulder while lining his hips under my own.
Slowly, he pulls my body lower until the thick and smooth head of his dick stretches me until I'm fully seated against his hips. Rocking back and forth, our moans echo on the glass door, and I need more.
I dig my nails into his back. "Faster, Colin. Don't hold back. You know I'm not fragile."
He grabs deeper into my ass, his fingers grazing against the small hole again. This time, he pushes his finger in farther than before. My body protests, but the feeling between his fingers in rhythm with his dick going faster, I'm on the verge of explosion.
"Nat, one of these days it's going to be my cock back here, too. I'm going to have all of you in every possible way."
His declaration and the full feeling I have throughout my entire body sets off a glorious orgasm in all parts of me. I cry out my release over Colin's shouting.
"That's it, baby! Come all over my cock. Let it all out! Fuuuuucck, you feel amazing dripping down me."
Colin pumps into me a few more times before pulling out of me and emptying himself onto the shower floor. My legs fall to the ground and thankfully, I don't slip against him.
"Shit, Natalie, twice in one morning. Now that's what I call a great way to wake up."
I grab the washcloth from the hook inside and rub some of his body wash in it. Scrubbing down his body, I mentally catalog my feelings before I tell him. My smile probably doesn't hide me well, though.
"That was amazing, Colin. Filling me twice in one morning definitely got me going for the day. I did need to be physically productive."
He pulls the washcloth from my hands and rubs my body wash into the cloth before running it over my whole body. This man's hands deserve more than an MVP award. Pulling my back against his front, he lets the water fall over both of us, rinsing off the soap before getting my shampoo from the shelf. I lo
ve that he's kept some of my brands here so that I don't have to rush home first and can enjoy feeling his hands massage the products through my hair.
He kisses my neck. "If anything were to happen, you know I'd take care of you, right? I love you, and I definitely wouldn't mind having a little light brown haired, green eyed, horse riding kids for us take care of either."
I turn around and smack his shoulder. "Bite your tongue. I'm not ready for that yet, and I think you want your championship ring first, don't you?"
Even if I say I'm not ready yet, the idea of it doesn't scare me. If it happens, it happens.
We quickly rinse off, shut off the water and step out of the shower where he dries me off from head to toe.
When he stands he says, "Babe, I won't rush you on our future. Just know that I'm here for the long haul. You can't get rid of me that easily."
I pull the towel from his hands and wrap it the rest of the way around myself. I hug my arms around his naked waist, feeling his erection grow again.
Three times in one morning?
"I love that you take care of me. You probably take care of me more than I take care of you. You're one of the best people I have ever known. With everything going o lately, I love having you in my corner and know whatever happens with you, I'm in your corner, too."
He pulls me into the bedroom and we put on some lounge clothes. "Babe, you feed me, work out with me, take care of my nephew's puppy and all the other pets who come into the clinic. You work and go to school. You took care of your mom and dad during her treatments. Let me take care of you. It makes me happy to see the smile on your face."
We spend the rest of the day going back out to Barrett's Winery to go hang out and try more of their products. I teach Colin more about wine than he probably wants to know, and I even help Mr. Barrett with the birth of a foal in the barn.
This has been a blissful day from a crazy few weeks and I'm going to relish in it as much as I can.
This is the first time I've brought a girl home since high school. I know my parents’ already love Natalie based on what both Grant and I have told them, but they still wanted to meet her in person. Jamie hasn't gotten a chance to meet her either because Grant is the one who takes Fuzzy to the vet with Danny. Jamie gets along with pretty much anybody, and if she can put up with my burly ass on occasion and Grant's dumb ass, then she can handle my Natalie.
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