Colby Brock Smut

One More Time ~Part 1~ (A/N and Story ;) )

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Sorry for all the announcements, but this one is very important!

I will be making a book! A whole 20-50 chapter book! I know you guys want me to make a book based off of one of my short stories, but I feel like starting fresh, staring a new chapter in my life.

There will be a scene from one of the short stories added in though! It's a surprise until I make the book.

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The catch is, I want you guys -As my viewers- to choose what genre, and maybe a story line to which I will be making the book based on.

I want this book to have incredible ideas and spicy drama, but it's all up to you guys to decide on what this book will have.

You all are the makers, and I'm the writer. Sound fair? <3

Please comment down below what you think the new story should be about, it will really help a lot.

Onto the story ;)

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"Colbyy..." I breathe out softly, sliding my fingertips against my aching core. Pleasure washed throughout my skin body, sending a vibration of moans to erupt from my dry throat.

Everything about my best friend made me so horny and I can't help but feel so attracted to him in such an intimate way. It surely isn't right but, I can't help it. After the one kiss we shared I had gone through a whole facade on pleasuring myself, but thinking it was Colby doing it all along.

I know it's weird to think of my best friend in that way, but it's such a strong feeling I can't take away from my aching body. Just his smooth hands gliding against my body makes me want to go crazy.

"Colby's here sweetheart! I'll be on my way to work now, love you lots!" my mother yells from downstairs, before hearing the front door slam close. I quickly pull up my panties and sweatpants, assuring to wash my hands before going to see Colby.

"I'll be down in a minute!" I tell him, rushing into my bathroom and washing my hands quickly. I run out of my bathroom, almost slipping on a few t-shirts that lay on my carpeted floor. I make my way out of my room and down the stairs to see Colby already plopped onto the coach with a bag of chips in his hands.

"I see you've made yourself comfortable." I say with a smile, slumping down onto the coach beside him. His eyes meet mine, after the long stare he had with his phone. "Yeah, your mom told me I could just make myself at home." he replies casually, shrugging his muscular shoulders before chuckling.

I nod my head, smiling widely at my best friend. My hands quickly snatch the remote from Colby's lap, turning on the T.V and playing 'Riverdale'. My smile brightens up as I see Jughead and Betty cuddled up together with such beautiful smiles.

"God no! Not this shit again!" Colby complains, throwing his phone on the couch and reaching over for the remote. "Nu-uh! We watched your show yesterday, we're watching mine." I announce, slipping the remote behind my back.

"I can't deal with this garbage -No offence-." he says with a chuckle, before reaching for the remote once again. "Colby." I warn, leaning against the armrest of the couch. "Brielle." he warns back, slipping his warm hands up my body, sending sparks to rush through my stomach.

"Personal space." I breathe out, seeing as he was now hovering over me, arms around my back. My breathing became rigid from the feeling of his warm hands roaming my back with the lightest of pressure.

"Do I make you nervous Brielle?" he asks bluntly, staring deeply into my eyes. "N-no..." I stammer, mentally facepalming myself for doing so. He hums in response with his hands still roaming my back.

"Gotcha." he whispers softly, gazing at my lips. My eyes flutter in confusion as I look up at him. "Got wha-",

The remote comes into my view, as well with Colby's scrunched up face. His laughter fills the air, leaving me breathless and frustrated. He quickly moves away from me, still laughing at his stupid remark. A gasp comes from my mouth, before a scowl takes over.

"Fuck off." I growl harshly, crossing my arms like a little kid. "Come on Bri, you weren't giving me the remote." he complains, placing his hand on my thigh before changing the channel. I push his hand away from my thigh, while frustration and embarrassment course through my body.

"I'll be in my room studying, my little brother will be here soon so you guys can go do your thing." I say bitterly, standing up. "Alright Bri." he replies, keeping his eyes on the T.V.

Youch, that hurt.

A huff of frustration escapes my lips as I stomp my way towards my room. I close my door, before slumping down onto my comfy, warm bed. My head lays flat against my pillow, slowly forgetting about the studying I had to do as sleep started to take over.

My eyes became heavy with sleep, as exhaustion washes through my lim body. Everything was quiet at this very moment, besides the sudden noises that coursed from the T.V. I never knew I was this tired until darkness took over my mind

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"Oh Brielle..." Colby's voice groans from afar, surely making my eyes pry open. My white ceiling came into my view as more groaning erupted from the living room.

I sit up slowly, rubbing my tired eyes and washing the sleepiness away.

"Just like thatt!" Colby grunts, leaving me in a haze of confusion. I quickly get up from my bed, before slowly making my way out of my room and down the stairs towards the living room.

Colby's heavy breathing made me somewhat worried and curious as to what he was doing.

"What are you- Oh my god." my eyes land on a sight that would stay implanted in my brain forever.

Deep down, this sight turned me on.

What do you guys think she saw?? I sure know😉😉

Anyways! I hope you all liked the chapter, it's a little sloppy and short seeing as I usually write very late and I'm most definitely tired, but I do it for you guys ❤️

Comment down below what you think she might have seen!

~~~ Don't forget to tell me what genre and storyline I should use! You guys are my makers, help your girl out. 😂 ~~~