Here’s a short snippet of Fueled for those of you needing your Colton and Rylee Fix:
I’m dreaming—I know I’m dreaming—so how come Rylee’s everywhere even in sleep? She’s robbing me of thoughts every minute of every goddamn day and now she’s woven her way into my subconscious.
She pushes me.
Scares the shit out of me.
She feels like the start of a race, stopping my heart and speeding it up simultaneously. She makes me think thoughts I shouldn’t. Digs deep into the black within me and makes me think in ‘whens’, not ‘ifs’.
I must really be dreaming if I’m thinking f**king crap like that. Since when did I become such a p**sy? It can’t be anything more than just needing to be buried in her again. Have her warm body beneath me to sink into. Soft curves. Firm tits. Tight p**sy. That’s all it is. I’ll be fixed then. My head will return to where it needs to be.
Well both heads actually.