Before Colleen could say anything else, David began to thrust against her backside. They each now knew what the other liked, and she loved when he took her with long, slow thrusts. He would pull almost all the way out where only the tip was in her and then slam forward so his balls slapped her clit.
And after he came for the first time, David could go almost all night long.
She could feel his hands trace down her back, tickling along her spine until his fingers reached her bottom. He gripped her cheeks and spread them apart as he leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck.
Then disaster struck. David’s cock pulled all the way out and popped up as he thrust forward. It was like nothing she’d ever experienced before as his monster member was suddenly balls-deep in her ass. She collapsed onto the bed as David followed her down, keeping himself buried.
“What the fuck! You’re in my ass!” Colleen cried out.
“Frick, your ass is tight. Don’t move, or I’ll cum,” David warned.
“Get it out of my ass!”
Through the wall, they heard a woman’s voice.
“Just because he did it doesn’t mean you’re getting anal! No way!”
They both began to chuckle.
Colleen was still trying to catch her breath when her body betrayed her, and she came.
“Holy fuck! Did you just cum?!” David asked. “It feels incredible, like your ass is milking my dick.”
Something crashed against the wall from the other side, and then through the wall, they heard stomping, followed by a door slamming.
“Are you okay?” David asked.
His voice was hardly recognizable. It was like he was gritting his teeth not to explode, but there was an underlying tone of equal parts lust and caring.
“I’m fine,” she whispered.
“Do you think I should …?”
Colleen didn’t hesitate, didn’t even think.
“Yes.”
David took her ass in the prone position. Thoughts of the wrongness or potential pain disappeared as his dick made her feel wonderful.
“This is so hot,” David observed.
Her ass clenched around him, pulsating as she started to feel pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” she groaned.
Her voice sounded strangled.
It was hard to explain. Colleen had never felt like this with a cock in her pussy. She loved sex, but she couldn’t say that she’d felt every single ridge, every bump of a guy’s shaft. And the tightness, the way her body resisted him at first before almost pulling him in. The only way she could describe it was that it was intense.
“Colleen?” he asked, half-groaning and half-concerned.
“Harder,” she gasped.
“All right then, baby. Game on,” David said as his hips surged forward.
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They cuddled after whatever that was. Colleen felt like she could sleep for the next week.
“I think it’s time we take this show on the road,” David said.
“You want to fuck me in public?”
“No … well, yes, but that’s not what I’m suggesting. How would you like me to fly you up to San Francisco? I thought we could go to The Shota. It’s supposed to have seafood flown in from the Tsukiji Fish Market in Tokyo every day.”
“Are you asking me out on a date?” Colleen asked, sitting up.
“After what we just did, I thought it was probably time to take our relationship to the next level,” David said with his cocky look that drove her crazy.
“You’re a smartass. That’s not what taking a relationship to the next level means.”
“I guess I could tie you up next time.”
“Shut up. Yes.”
David sat up.
“I can tie you up?”
“No, you can fly me to San Francisco and feed me sushi.”
“It’s a date,” David promised and kissed her cheek.
He bounced out of bed and hit the shower. They’d figured out that if he stayed, neither one of them would have gotten any studying done.
She threw a robe on and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
“You let him …?” Gail asked from the couch.
“It just sort of happened.”
“Will it happen again?”
Colleen thought it over for a second, then enthusiastically nodded ‘yes.’
“Slut,” Gail said with a smirk.
David came out.
“You ready to go?” he asked Ruth.
“We haven’t completed the debrief of your bedroom activities, sir.”
It sounded like David actually growled at her. Ruth hopped up and gave Colleen a smile as they left.
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Why did she agree to pick Bart up from the airport? The traffic to and from was terrible. On the way to his apartment, Colleen learned that he’d let it go because he hadn’t planned to be back until October, and now he wanted to stay with her.
She’d called Gail, and they agreed to let him crash on the couch until he figured out other living arrangements.
Colleen’d had to go to class. When she returned, Gail hadn’t returned home yet, and Bart was sleeping in her bed.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Sorry, but that couch is the most uncomfortable thing I’ve ever lain on.”
“This isn’t what we agreed to. Plus, I have to get ready for a date.”
Bart looked shocked.
“What? You expected me to just pine away forever about you dumping me?” she asked.
“No. I don’t know what I was thinking,” Bart admitted.
Then he looked determined and crawled out of bed, clad in only his boxers. Colleen couldn’t help but compare him to David. That wasn’t fair because not many men would measure up.
Bart was on the shorter side at five-eight. His body was thin with no muscle definition. She was surprised when he pulled her close and kissed her. She was even more surprised when she didn’t push him away.
Bart had been in her life since she started college. The man had asked her to marry him, and she’d gladly accepted. The only hiccup was when he’d inexplicably broken off their engagement on Valentine’s Day. Even after, Colleen had never stopped loving him.
Before she knew what was going on, she was in bed with him, and they were having sex.
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“Hey, you about ready?” David asked as he stuck his head in the door.
Colleen jerked, realizing she’d fallen asleep.
“What’s going on?” Bart asked and then all but fell out of bed when he saw David glaring down at the two of them.
“You fucked this little weasel without a condom?” David roared.
“I can explain,” Colleen all but begged.
Ruth was suddenly at David’s side, and he went to his knees.
“Sorry, sir, but I can’t let you kill them.”
David blinked a few times and stood up.
“I’m good,” he told Ruth.
He looked at Colleen for a long moment.
“Cassidy was right; you were just a summer fling. I was kidding myself to think we had anything else going. Have a nice life,” he said and turned to leave.
“Wait! You’re David A. Dawson …”
“Back up right now, or I’ll snap that chicken wing of an arm right off,” Ruth threatened Bart.
Colleen burst into tears and ran into the bathroom.
She heard the front door slam. She’d royally messed up.
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Chapter 27
Crystal
Crystal was standing out front of her apartment complex, contemplating what to do. After the whole ‘anal’ fight with Matt, she’d finally had enough. The boy was too much work to put up with his childish shit. She spotted David and his security person entering the building, all dressed up.
Crystal noted how happy he looked. And if what she heard every afternoon was what she thought it was, he had every right to be. The problem was, his happiness was the root of her troubles. It made Crystal realize that she didn’t need to settle for someone like Matt. She should look for a man who was everything she wanted.
But right now, her biggest concern was living arrangements. She couldn’t spend another moment in that apartment with Matt, and without him, she couldn’t afford to live there. Her father controlled the purse strings and only allocated so much for rent.