Healed by Evan Grace

Chapter Eleven

 

Heidi

 

My pussy spasms as I watch him lick his fingers clean. I grab his wrist and pull on it. He can read what I want because I pull his fingers from his mouth and bring them to my lips.

I moan as I suck his wet digits into my mouth. Colton watches me as I lick his finger, like I’m licking his cock. With his free hand he yanks my bottoms down, and I help while sucking on his fingers.

I let go of his wrist and reach between us, freeing him from his shorts. In seconds he’s buried to the hilt inside me. We groan together as he begins to pound into me at a punishing pace.

No one since Colton has been able to make me feel the way that he does. Maybe because we learned so much together. We did a whole lot of learning together. He grabs my hands, shackling them in his large grip. His free hand grabs my breast, and he leans down, sucking my nipple into his mouth.

God, he totally remembers how sensitive they are. In no time I’m coming with a sharp cry. Colton moves faster, harder, and his thrusts become erratic. He comes, groaning against my throat.

I feel every hot blast of his cum and know that he came inside me, again, but I can’t bring myself to care. He pants against my neck, and I wrap my legs around his and hug him.

He places a kiss behind my ear and then kisses my lips. I smile and reach up, brushing his hair back. Colton pulls his softening cock out of me, and I don’t miss our combined arousal as it slides down the crack of my ass.

“I’ll be right back.” He kisses my lips before sliding off the bed.

He tucks himself into his shorts and then walks into his bathroom. Colton returns with a washcloth in his hand. He quickly cleans me up and then crawls back into bed.

“Want to go have dinner?”

I nod as my stomach growls loudly. I giggle like a stupid schoolgirl, but I can’t help it. I’m so fucking happy right now. “The cookie dough is probably ruined.”

“That’s okay; we can make more tonight.” He kisses me and then pulls me out of bed. Colton grabs my clothes, dressing me, and it feels so intimate.

We head into the kitchen where I throw out the cookie dough that I’d managed to mix up before things got intense, and we’d forgotten about it. Luckily, we bought enough ingredients to make lots.

We end up spending the rest of the evening ordering out Chinese and then baking cookies together. Colton and I end our night wrapped naked around each other.

 

***

 

Colton is away for round two of the playoffs—he thought he was going to be home for that game, but it was away. They won the week before and it was an away game. The place was electric as he threw pass after pass. I’ve never seen him play so well. I’d like to think it was because I was there cheering him on.

Since we all travelled to Chicago to root him on, we sat down close to the field. By the end of the game my voice was hoarse from screaming so loud. I ran onto the field and right into his open arms after the final second of the game, and our picture was in the paper the next day.

The night they won I’d forgotten how pumped Colton could get and how ravenous he was. We’d fucked all over our hotel suite: in the living room, the kitchenette, the hallway, the shower, and finally passed out in the bedroom sprawled.

I was sore for two days afterward, but it was so worth it.

Now I’m working on one of my client’s back tattoos. She brought in her own design, a pair of fairy wings. We worked together to tweak the design to make it absolutely perfect.

It takes four hours to do the outline. She’ll come back in four weeks, and we’ll finish it. Once I wipe it off, I take her over to the mirror to look at it. I know she loves it when she squeals.

I grab my phone, taking pictures of it, and then I send her to the desk where Greta will take her payment. In the office, I grab my phone and quickly check the Atlanta Fire’s website. I see that there is seven minutes left, and they’re tied with Dallas.

I watch the highlights from the first half and smile. God, Colton is amazingly talented. He should be playing pro-ball, and maybe it’ll happen. I’ve read that it has and if it’s going to happen to anyone, I can’t think of someone who deserves it more.

“Hey.” I turn to find Sierra standing in the doorway. “Nick texted me that Colton is playing phenomenally today.” She rubs a hand over her belly, that is massive.

“Yeah, I wish I was there. Regardless, if they win or not, he’ll be home tomorrow. What about Nick?” He hasn’t traveled much since the incident with the cheerleader.

“He’ll be taking the jet home in the morning. He’s not a big fan of leaving us for long.” I’m so happy my sister has found a man who loves her the way Nick does. The fact that he’s embraced impending fatherhood with gusto has made all of us love the crude, loveable giant more.

I wrap my arms around my sister, kissing her cheek. “I love you, sissy.” I bend down. “I love you, my sweet little niece. Poor Max is going to be outnumbered.” So far, he’s the only boy.

“Well, you never know what will happen down the road.” I leave her to go set up my station for my next client, but my mind is on the baby Colton and I lost. I feel like it was a boy, but I push those thoughts away like I always do.

I’ve yet to tell Colton, I’m afraid it’ll break him to know the truth. He’ll blame himself and it isn’t his fault, any more than it was mine. I’ve had five years to accept that, and I know it will take time for him. I just have to tell him first.

 

***

 

I feel the bed shift and freeze, until I realize it’s Colton. He rolls me to my back and settles between my legs. I reach up in the dark, grabbing his face. “I’m sorry,” is all I say before I pull his lips down to mine.

I can feel that he needs this, and I let him use me. Over and over he fucks me with abandon. By the time either of us falls asleep the sun is starting to rise.

Colton doesn’t move as I slip out of bed. It’s noon, and since we slept through breakfast, I decide to make him lunch in bed. I slip his t-shirt on over my head and pad into the bathroom.

I tie my hair up into a bun as I head out to the kitchen. Grilled cheese sounds good, so I grab the griddle, bread, butter, and cheese. I make two for him and only one for me. I spoon some fruit and potato chips onto our plates.

I carry the plates into the bedroom where Colton is sleeping, facedown and naked. Fuck, he’s the perfect male specimen. I set the plates down and climb onto the bed. I kiss each ass cheek and work my way up his back.

“Eeek…” I shriek as Colton flips us, maneuvering us until I’m on my back and he’s between my legs. His cock is hard, resting against my pussy. I shake my head. “No way, mister. My vagina needs a break from little Colton.”

“Little?”

I giggle. “I’m sorry, I meant big ol’ Colton.”

His eyes soften as he smiles down at me. Colton leans down, kissing me softly on the lips.

“I’m sorry the team lost. It sounded like you put up a helluva fight.” I reach up, kissing him on the lips.

He kisses me back before leaning down, kissing my neck. “Thanks, baby. I’m disappointed, but we put up a fight until the end. My parents will be here later this afternoon.”

“I can’t wait to see them. I’m glad they were there since I couldn’t be. You play better than you did in high school, and you were phenomenal back then.”

“You are going to give me a big head.”

“I like your big head,” I say saucily.

Colton kisses me deep and hard and then pulls back. “I’ll be right back.” He hops up, and I watch him disappear into the bathroom. He’s in there for a few minutes before he comes back out, and I take in his male beauty.

He throws some ratty old sweats on and then climbs into bed with me. I grab his plate and hand it to him. We snuggle and eat, feeding each other off our plates. Colton takes our plates into the kitchen while I strip out of his t-shirt and walk naked into his bathroom. I climb into the shower. The warm water sluices down my body, and I smile as two strong arms wrap around me.

His cock is hard, pressed against the small of my back. “Don’t even think about it.” I turn in Colton’s arms, smiling up at him. “We don’t have time.”

He sticks his bottom lip out, like a child pouting. A giggle erupts from my throat. I grab the body wash and squeeze a large dollop into my hand. I hold Colton’s gaze as I start rubbing my soap covered hands all over his muscled chest.

He bites his lip as my hands glide down his stomach, tracing the V. I hold his gaze as I squat down to wash his legs, trying very hard to ignore the fact that his cock is right in my face.

It’s long, thick, and so freaking hard—no wonder I’m so sore. I wag my finger at it. “No… I can’t. I’m sore.”

Colton’s chuckle makes me smile up at him. “Get up here, cock tease.” I stand and he runs his soapy hands along my body. My nipples harden as he runs his hands all over my breasts. “See, it’s not very nice to be teased, is it?” he whispers.