Here Lies a Saint (Here Lies #2) - C.L. Matthews Page 0,89
remembered you when you asked her out for prom," I whisper.
Ten's eyes pool over, and unforgiving saltiness pours from him. "Me too, Lux. Me fucking too."
"We should go before they send others," I comment, thinking of the time we've spent.
"Especially Bridger," Jordan adds.
Turning specifically to him, I glare. "He's at least never lied to us."
"Bullshit," Jordan barks. "But that's beside the point. We need to get this show on the road."
We all head toward the chambers. By the time I've switched into the ceremonial robe, we've arrived to the water later than the others. Colt is there. No one averts their gaze as she walks in all her naked glory to the water.
I'm shocked stupid by her perky nipples, missing the metal barbells I enjoyed far too much. Her skin is covered and not in ink.
"Stop staring, boys," Noah demands, glaring at us all. It's insane that Jordan's sister is the one who is most respectful. She gestures for me to take off the robe.
Ten pulls at the shoulders of my robe, taking off the material. I look back at them, smirking. Much like Colt, the guys stare at my bare ass, and Colt narrows her gaze at my semi erect cock.
Wading into the water, I meet Colt halfway.
"Fancy meeting you here," Colt simpers, her face amused and not scared at all.
"You're breathtaking as usual, Corpse."
"Ever the charmer," she teases, bringing an inkless hand to my hand.
It's sad, seeing her in this state. It reminds me of being with her last school year, touching her innocent body, wanting to corrupt her and destroy everything that made her soft and kind.
"You must bathe each other," Ten instructs.
Noah goes to the edge of the bath, a caddy in hand. Inside are soap bars, a loufa, and bottles that are no doubt shampoo and conditioner.
"No fucking!" Jordan shouts.
The humor in his voice is obvious and adorable, and I can't help my chuckle. I'm surprised my dick is getting so hard with how I fucked Justice not even an hour ago.
Taking the soap and loufa, I lather it up with a smile.
"Woman cleans man first," Noah directs.
Colt frowns at me. "Misogynistic mother fuckers," she digs, but she takes the loufa from my hands. She presses it against my chest, her hands soft as usual and super attentive. Her smile takes my breath away as she goes against my shoulders, each stroke purposeful.
"Guess it's a good thing I'm only one of them by blood and not choice."
We trail into a shallower area, our waists down the only covered places. She uses her hand as an extension, covering my back in bubbles, and my dick pokes her the closer she gets.
"Hard, huh? Guess it's been a while," she teases.
"Yeah," I rasp, not wanting to lie to her but knowing Noah isn't in the know and could easily have me killed off just by opening her mouth. That scares the fuck out of me.
Colt abandons the loufa, squirting soap on her palm and digging under the water. She cups my balls harshly, her hand massaging the soap but probably not doing much when we're completely submerged that far down.
She grips my shaft, stroking up and down, biting her lip lasciviously.
"Don't break the rules, Colt. We've got a show to put on," I taunt.
"Can't come twice, Lux?"
I can't help but laugh at that. I'm lucky if I can orgasm one more time, let alone two more times. I've got stamina, but fuck, I've never felt more satisfied.
She reaches behind me, reapplying soap and spreading my cheeks. Her chest presses against mine, and I breathe heavily.
"I forgot how much I've wanted to do this."
"What's that?" I husk, loving the way she kneads my sore ass.
She widens my cheeks, her finger dancing across the tight ring of muscle that isn't super tight after what happened.
As if realizing that, her eyes widen. I nod at her non-question.
Her fucking cheeks redden. "When?"
"An hour ago," I mutter.
"Wow," she whispers. "I'm not sure why, but that makes me wetter."
"Of course it does," I mock.
Her lips tilt into a smirk, and everyone seems to fade as she enters me with her dainty little finger. Leaning into her neck, I bite and groan when she presses down on my prostate.
"This, Lux. This is what I've wanted to do."
I'm not sure how, but the fact that she doesn't think this makes me less of a man makes her so much more attractive. She wants me still. She wants this, and she isn't afraid of my sexuality.