Smiling softly, I whispered, “Never.”
Lauren leaned in and took my lower lip between her teeth and gently bit down on it. Letting out a moan, my dick pressed between her legs. Lauren’s hand moved gently up and down my back as she rocked against me.
“Fucking hell, Lauren. I want you.” Slipping my fingers in her shorts, Lauren let out a whimper.
Moving faster, Lauren pressed her lips to mine again as our kiss turned hungry. I had no idea if anyone was walking by and if there was, could they tell what we were doing? Lauren began whimpering softly into my mouth.
“Oh, Colt. Colt, I’m going to come.”
Pulling her in closer, Lauren fell apart as I swallowed her moans. My dick was throbbing in my pants I wanted her so damn bad. This was about Lauren, not me. Pulling her lips from mine, Lauren dropped her head into the crook of my neck as she attempted to gain control of her breathing.
“I love you, Colt Mathews.”
Shutting my eyes tightly, I pulled my hand out of her shorts and I wrapped my arms around her tighter. “I love you too, Lauren.”
Sitting like that for about five minutes longer, neither one of us spoke. Lauren finally moved off of me and sat back down next to me. Her face flushed from her orgasm still. Letting out a nervous laugh she looked away. “I’m sorry. You just do things to me, Colt. Sometimes it feels like I can’t even control my own desire for you.”
Placing my hand on the side of her face, she nuzzled into my palm. “I feel the same way, sweetheart. You’re my life, Lauren. You always have been, and you always will be.”
Sliding onto my side, I wrapped my arm around her as we dropped back onto the quilt and looked up at the stars. “Colt?”
“Yeah?”
“I still can’t push away the fear I have about Daddy’s business.”
Closing my eyes I sucked in a breath before slowly blowing it out. “Lauren, I can tell Scott I’m going to be helping out my father this summer if—”
Lauren quickly sat up. “No! No, I don’t want you to do that. I want you working for daddy. It’s just, I know him and I know he’s gonna be pushing me away and telling me I’m not ready and I don’t want to take that out on you. I’m so scared I’m going to pull away again.”
Pulling her back down next to me, Lauren rested her head on my chest. “I won’t let you, Lauren.”
“Promise me, Colt. Promise me you won’t let me push you away again.”