Page 102 of Cruel Steps

“You’re so wet, Mer. I could slide inside you right now, couldn’t I?”

I nodded, wanting that. “Please, Col.”

“You want that, sweetheart? Do you want me to fuck you here? Where anyone could stumble upon us?”

“Yes,” I begged. I rolled my hips into his hand; the sensation of him behind me and finger fucking me was everything. I didn’t care where we were or if we were caught. I just needed Colter inside me. Now.

Spinning, I unbuttoned his pants and pulled his cock free. I stroked him from root to tip before he protested. Colter slammed his mouth to mine, giving me his moan. He gripped my hips and lifted me up, leaning my ass on the edge of an empty shelf. I clung to him as we kissed, his hands working to roll on a condom and pull my panties to the side. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he lined his cock up and slid in.

We worked to move together, but with each thrust, the bookshelf shook, and the books wobbled. The angle was awkward, and I worried I’d fall. All of it made it hard to enjoy.

“Okay, this was hotter in my head,” he said. I giggled, but didn’t deny it. “Let’s try it a different way.”

He lowered me to the ground, and I shimmied my panties down before placing my hands against the wall. “How about this?”

“Yes,” he growled. Colter lifted my skirt and smoothed his hand over the globes. Spreading them apart, he lined his cock up and thrust in. My eyes rolled back at the intrusion. His piercing hit me perfectly, and I turned my head to moan into my shoulder. Colter picked up his pace and thrust into me quicker. The slap of our skin could be heard, along with our quiet grunts. If anyone stepped onto the floor, it would be obvious what we were doing, but neither of us cared.

“Oh, god. So good,” I moaned.

“I can never get enough of you, Mer. I’ve become addicted to being inside you.” He pumped his hips harder, and I lost all sense of reality. Tingles ran up my legs, and my orgasm built higher with each thrust. His balls hit my clit in tandem with the piercing inside, adding that extra pleasure only Colter could bring. My arms gave out, and I fell forward as I came.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned.

Colter followed me, grunting out as he came and panting in my ear as he held me up.

“That was even better than I imagined.” He kissed me softly, holding my head in his hands. “Best reward ever.” His smile unarmed me, and I giggled.

He pulled out and tugged off the condom, tying it before he pulled up his jeans. I righted my clothes and smoothed down my hair. Sweat coated my neck, and my panties were ruined, but at least I was done for the day. I’d have to change before work, anyway.

Smiling, we gathered our things and ensured there wasn’t any evidence of what we’d done. As fun as it was, I didn’t want Colter to get in trouble and lose his work study.

Colter held my hand the whole way to my car. It hadn’t been discussed, but someone always walked me to my car. I didn’t hate it. It helped me not to panic about finding something.

“You done for the day?” I asked.

“I’m going to work for a few hours. I have a paper I need to review, too.”

“Life of the studious.” I smiled and turned in his arms. “I promise to stop by and kiss you before the game tomorrow.”

“I can’t wait.” He smiled so wide my heart lifted out of my chest. It was official; Colter Donovan had just stolen it.

With a quick peck, I climbed into my car and waved once my seatbelt was on. Colter stood and watched. The smile I wore didn’t leave my face for the rest of the drive home.

I’d rinsed my body when I got home and changed into my outfit for work. I pulled leggings and a hoodie over it, covering the short shorts and tight top. After everything that happened, I hadn’t made it to the showcase auditions on Sunday. So far, I’d only danced in Ember. Tonight was electronic dance music, and we were to wear neon, so we showed up under the black light. I even had a hot pink wig I was going to wear. I said goodbye to Rose and my dad before heading to my car.

Holden’s room had been quiet, and I hadn’t seen Hope. Dad had converted a room downstairs into a temporary bedroom with a medical bed until she was out of the cast. She’d primarily kept to herself since I’d been back at the house. I didn’t know how to interact with this version of her, so now I avoided her for a different reason.

Club Ember’s parking lot was full when I pulled in. True to Hendrix’s word, he’d made changes, so it was safer. He’d placed a guard at the back door and entrance to the employee-only hallway and had changed out the light bulbs. He’d questioned me again about pressing charges, but I assured him I was fine. I filled out the report he wanted and pushed the rest of it out of my mind.

A new guard stood at the back door. He stopped me when I approached. “Badge?”

I pulled it out, and he looked it over before nodding, scanning in his own card, and letting me in. “Thanks.” He nodded and went back to surveying the parking lot.

The locker room was packed when I entered, and I wondered if I’d missed something. I spotted JoJo and went over to her.

“Hey, girl!”

“Hey. What’s going on?” I glanced around the room, indicating all the new people.