The Influence | Colby Brock

Chapter 6: Comfort

-2 weeks later- 

My phone buzzes before I hear a tap on my window. My heart pounds as I get up slowly, peaking through the curtains. I laugh when I see Colby smiling at me. I glance at the clock, it's three in morning. Why is he here?

I open my window quietly, he climbs in quickly and closes it behind himself.

"What are you doing here!" I whisper at him. He smiles and kisses me lightly before laying on my bed, "I missed you." He says quietly. I roll my eyes and lay beside him, recovering myself with my blanket.

"You can just show up unannounced. And at 3am!" I slap his arm and he pretends to be hurt, saying "ow."

"I couldn't wait. And I wanted to get out of my house. My parents are fighting again. I just couldn't handle it." I can see him look away for a moment, "it was either you or Sam's house. I chose you." He smiles and kisses my head. 

"What happened if my mom catches us?"  I raise my eyebrows.

"We're not doing anything wrong." He laughs.

I shrug and nod, "fine. But only for a little while." I laugh.

He gets under my cover and lays down, wrapping his arm around me, snuggling into my neck. My tense state relaxes when I feel him relax, too. He just needed a break, I understand.

I turn around, closing my eyes for a moment, putting my hand in his. I back up to keep us close, making sure he was comfortable too.

"I love this." He says quietly.

"Me too." I smile.

"Don't fall asleep." He laughs.

"I won't, I won't." I tell him. I turn back around to face him. His eyes meet mine. I scrunch my face up, "Your breath stinks." I laugh. It was a lie, it actually smells like mint. His mouth opens as if he was offended. I giggle when he starts blowing a cold stream into my face. I try to hide myself with my hands, but he grabs them, climbing on top of me, putting my hands behind my head one hand, his other one goes to my side as he starts tickling me. I try to control my laughter but I can't.

"Sh, don't get as caught." He mocks me. I roll my eyes, calming down.

He stops tickling me, looking me in the eyes as he comes closer. I bite my lip and smile at him. He comes closer, his hands now beside my head. He kisses my neck, causing me to let out a short breath. Then, he travels up to my cheek, before he finally closes our lips together. I can never get tired of kissing him.

His hands run down my body, landing on my upper thigh, squeezing it softly. My legs wrap around his waist, holding him closer to me. I can feel him through his jeans, barely caressing the space between my legs. I can feel myself become hot down there, clenching my thighs together to hopefully relieve some of the feeling.

He stops and leans up, looking at me, "I don't want to go too far. I know you don't want-" he starts.

"Colby," I laugh, "I don't care if we go too far. I want you." Before he could respond I attach my lips back to his. I can feel him smile as his hand moves back up my thigh, stopping right in my bikini line. I feel his finger tips run across my clit, making me buck my hips towards him. His hand leaves, following up my stomach into my shirt. I don't have a bra on, I'm already uncovered. His hand cups my breast, palming it before twisting my nipple. I moan into his mouth. This was the first time I've been touched, it feels amazing. He stops and guides my shirt up, stopping right before I was revealed. He stops kissing me, finally pulling my shirt all the way up. His eyes drop to my chest, he takes in a breath before looking back up. His eyes stay connected to mine as he moved down, flicking my nipple softly. My hands run through his hair as he begins to suck. I arch my back to the feeling, it's almost like I'm being tickled but it's pleasurable.

He moves to the other, his hand falling back in between my legs. He softly runs over my core, teasing me slightly. He smiles when I moan, pushing more pressure onto my clit. He knows exactly what he's doing. He begins moving his thumb in a circle, applying pressure in the most sensitive spot. "C-Colby-" I let out a breathy moan. I can feel myself become more wet as I wait for the full feeling.

"I want to make you feel good," he smiles at me. My cheeks become redder as I look away. "Look at me, Kat. I want to see your face." He demands. My heart beats faster as he turns my face towards him. Kinky, I like it, I think to myself. He finally hooks his fingers around the waistband of my short, pulling them and my underwear down in one swift movement. His eyes stay on line as he spreads my legs open. The cool breeze in my room sends shivers when it hits me. His lips comes back to mine. He presses his thumb on my clit, rubbing it in figure eights for a moment. I moan again, trying to contain myself. He uses his ring finger to spread my juices around me before he pushes it inside me. I clench around his finger, holding his shoulder as he kisses me. I felt no pain, just pleasure. He groans in my mouth before pulling away. I frown by the lost of his touch. "Don't be sad, baby," he laughs against my neck. He moves down, using his two thumbs to spread my lips apart, "So wet for me," he smiles. He looks at my pussy in awe. I close my eyes as I feel him move closer to my core. Finally, he licks a small line up me. My legs immediately go to close around him, but he holds them back as his tongue flicks my clit. I almost scream when he begins sucking, his tongue still working. He watches my face as he pleasures me. I love his eyes. He then slips a finger in, causing me to let out another moan. His free hand lands on my lower stomach, holding me down as I wiggle underneath him. He utilizes another finger, slowly pushing it inside me. He watches me to make sure I'm okay before continuing.

"Fuck," I breathe out. I feel myself begin to clench, tensing around his fingers.

"Cum," he says quietly. That's all it takes for me to release. My body goes numb as the intense pleasure fills me. I moan as my legs start to shake. "Good girl," he laughs when I finish.

He comes back to my face, kissing my lips lightly. I can taste myself on him. I take my hand and wipe his chin off.

"What about you?" I ask him, frowning.

"Don't worry about me, it was all about you." He smiles, kissing my cheek before laying back down next to me.