by Aria Cole
“Yes,” I murmured, unable to look him in the eyes. I was so mesmerized by him touching himself.
“Not yet.” He let go and pushed me back on the counter, thrust my thighs open, holding them in his firm grip. “Look how puffy this pretty clit is for me.”
He took one long lick up my length. I groaned and threaded one hand in my hair as I arched off the counter. He licked and swirled his tongue, pressed it into my entrance before entering me and flicking, eating at me. He sucked and pulled at my throbbing clit with his teeth until I was completely clean of all the wetness that had been dripping down my thighs. He finally thrust one finger inside and hooked it.
“Don’t come.” He pulled against my walls as he added another finger and sucked on the bundle of nerves.
I moaned and arched, losing control as I kneaded my breast in one hand. I squirmed and begged for him to stop.
“Hold it, Silver. I want you to come with my dick thrusting in and out of this sweet pussy.”
“Cole, I can’t. Oh, God, I can’t anymore,” I moaned incoherently as I pulled at my nipple and he sucked and thrust his fingers in and out of me.
“Don't. Do. It,” he growled and eased up on the pressure. His fingers pushed and then pulled out, swirling around my clit, spreading my arousal around, then trailing it up my body. “Love watching you playing with your nipples.” He flicked, spreading my arousal there.
He peered back at me, desire swirling in his blue depths. A new wave of desire flooded between my legs when he thrust his finger inside me again, delving in and overwhelming every nerve I had. He moved slowly, taking his time at building me up again. His head dipped between my legs and his lips attached at my clit as his eyes still watched me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I can’t anymore, Cole. I can’t,” I murmured against my breast as my pussy burned with impending orgasm.
“You gonna come for me, baby?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Spread your fuck juice all over my face?” He sucked harder.
“Yesss.”
“Not without me.” He pulled away and before I could register that he was gone he was thrusting his cock deep inside me. He filled me, width and length, and pounded. I screamed as he rode me on the counter, shoving my ass up the cold tile as he railed me. Both his hands grabbed at my breasts and pushed at them, flicking his thumbs over my nipples as his dark hair fell over his forehead, eyes closed, his bottom lip sucked between his teeth in pleasure.
“Cole, Cole, God, Cole,” I moaned his name as an orgasm ripped through my body, the nerves taking flight and firing off from head to toe. He continued to pound, grabbing at my thighs and pulling me up on his waist to ride his cock.
He smacked at my ass cheek and I jumped in surprise as a fresh wave of arousal pooled between my legs. I’d just had an orgasm and he was turning me on even more than he already had the first time. He flipped me and slid a palm up my spine, feeling every ridge as he went.
“Mmm, love this greedy pussy.” He ran a finger through my slick flesh before pounding back into me. He held my hips in both hands as he worked in and out harder than he ever had before. With each thrust, he hit the end of me, nearly painfully.
“I want this.” He fingered my back entrance, swirling juices from my pussy up to lubricate the hole. “So fucking wet I don’t even need lube,” he rumbled as he teased the sensitive flesh. I groaned when he slipped one finger inside, up to the first knuckle. It was so fucking wrong, but nothing could have felt better.
“Feels so fucking tight when I’m inside you from both ends.” His voice lowered another octave as he thrust his cock in and out of my pussy and his finger in and out of my ass.
“I can’t take it anymore,” I groaned.
“Sure you can, Silver. Feel it. Feel me, taking you. Owning this sweet body. This pussy, this ass.” He punctuated each word with a thrust. “It’s mine. No one’s been here but me,” he groaned as he slipped his finger into my ass further and a new orgasm took me. “Look at you, so soft and open for me. I need to go slow, but I don’t know if I can,” he gritted through his teeth as his palms slid around my skin, relaxing me as he slowly pushed in farther.
He stopped and took deep breaths as he kneaded at the flesh of my ass cheeks before rocking in and out of me gently. A low moan escaped my throat as I threw my head back. The sensation was new and overwhelming—the headiest sense of pleasure and the most delicious feeling of fullness.
“Fuck, babe. You like having me deep inside you?” he murmured and fisted one hand in my hair, giving it a soft yank.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Please. Harder, faster, anything.” My insides quivered with want. The need for him to take me was overwhelming. My body had adjusted to his rock hard intrusion and now craved the release he could give.
“Jesus Christ.” He pushed in a little deeper. “So fucking tight.” He held on at my hip as he worked up a slow and steady rhythm, owning me completely, so much more than anyone else ever had. And somehow, it didn’t scare me. Instead, I fucking loved it.
“Harder, Cole.” I reached between my legs and felt for his sac, wet from my juices and hanging against the entrance of my pussy. I rolled them around softly and a long groan escaped his throat as he pumped in and out of me a little quicker.
“Fuck, Silver. Fucking can’t get enough of you. Feels so fucking good, so right, goddamn perfect.” He thrust steadily as one arm wrapped around my body and tugged and massaged my clit.
Waves of pleasure unfurled from deep inside and rolled out slowly, causing my body to go limp and my eyelids to flutter closed on a soft moan. My legs turned to jelly and he supported me with one hand at my hip.
I whimpered and moaned as the pleasure rushed through my system and swirled around my head, gasps wracking my body.
His thrusting sped up before his fingers tightened on the flesh of my ass as his whole body shuddered and quaked. I groaned, feeling him twitch and empty inside me, his balls tightening up with release as his chest heaved. His pumping slowed before finally coming to a stop and he leaned over my body. I felt his hand tickle at my back as his palms smoothed up my torso, tracing across my skin, causing goose bumps to form and feel-good pheromones to erupt and release. I sighed and smiled into my arm.
“I’m going to need more of you every day for forever.” He hummed, ripplings of pleasure soaking me through to the bone.
Chapter 4
Cole
“I love the way this pussy is quivering around my fingers.” I growled as I sucked at the flesh under her ear.
I thrust in and out of her, my thumb working circles on her swollen clit. She panted and moaned as I thrust hard and fast and nipped at the skin along her collarbone, my other palm fisting at the flesh of her heavy tits.
“Make that sexy little moan that I know means you’re coming for me, because only I do this to you. Only I fuck you like this with my fingers.” I slipped my littlest finger further down her slit to tantalize the flesh below her entrance. “Make that little noise you made when I slid my cock into that sweet cunt.”
Her body shot off with release at my words. Her limbs went rigid, her nails digging into the wood shelving surrounding us. When her body calmed, the shakes subsiding, her limbs limp, I swirled her thick juices around her clean-shaven lips.
She gasped softly and writhed against my palm, her nipples hard and pressing against me. I shoved my fingers between her lips and gathered more of her arousal, before sliding it up her hips, circling a trail around her navel, before spreading her sweet come around her collarbone and finally at her lips.
I was desperate to feel her again, skin on skin. I couldn’t hold back.
I slid my bare cock through my palm. “You see how fat you make my cock? Keep your eyes on it. Watch me come, because this cock comes only for you, Silver. You’re the only woman that makes me hard.”
I grunted as I tightened, tugging my palm up my shaft and feeling a thousand sensations induced by her running through me.
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sp; “Remember my fingers inside you, your own come all over your body because I put it there,” I growled, as I jerked and devoured her sweet, damp skin with my eyes.
“Cole.” She played with her juicy pussy.
Owning her and claiming her right here was all I could think about.
I needed this. I needed her. And she needed the reminder.
I flipped her around to face me and she fisted a hand in her hair as I clamped my teeth down before I watched her pussy come undone again. She moaned and clutched my hair as pleasure pulsed through her, transferring to me, and milking my own release from my body. I pumped again and then stilled, my eyes tightly closed as I poured into my palm. I groaned into her ear as the intense orgasm poured out from my spine and throughout my body. “That’s it, baby, you see how you milk me?”
I smelled her own arousal on her skin, the arousal I’d just put there, and the sweet musky scent had my orgasm intensifying. My heart thudded wildly in my chest as my orgasm waned. Her body held against me just by hips, pinning her to the wall as her limbs went limp.
“Fuck, baby.” I dropped my head against her forehead and we sucked in heaving pants of shared air. The smell of our sex surrounding us in the small space, heavy pants passing between us, damp skin pressed against damp skin.
“Yeah,” she moaned and her fingers threaded in my hair. She bent then, trailing her tongue along my pelvic line.
“Leave it,” I husked, slipping a hand through the mess of my come and slipping it around her neck and between her tits. “I want everyone knowing exactly who owns you. I want every fucker to smell me on you and run the other way.Are you ready to go home?” I finally uttered, helping her costume over her head and tucking my softening cock into my pants.
She nodded and I placed a sweet kiss on her nose.
“I love the hell out of you, beautiful.” I twisted the door knob, ready for the next step. A gentle tug, but no budge. “Oh shit.”
“What’s wrong?” A cute frown crossed her features.
“I think we’re locked in.”
Chapter 5
Silver
“How can we be locked in?” I asked, my hand jiggling at the door handle, willing it to open. “We’re in a bar with over two hundred people.”
“With blaring music.”
“Someone must come in here during the night.”
“Nope,” he said, a sly smile twisting at the corners of his full lips. “It’s why I brought you in here. You really think I would risk one of these perverts seeing that pretty ass of yours all bare?”
“This isn’t funny, Cole.”
“Baby, relax,” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist and crushing himself to me, before whispering in my ear, “I’d rather be here with you, alone, anyway.”
I leaned into him, loving the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around me. For years, all I ever wanted was Cole. Now I was here with him, maybe not in the most romantic setting but we were together and I felt blissfully happy.
“I guess there are worse ways to spend Halloween,” I mumbled as his hands roamed up my body.
“I’ve got to admit, this was an interesting choice of costume.”
“You don’t like it?” I asked, feeling insecure again.
“No, it’s hot. The whole forbidden fruit thing.”
My phone began to ring then, distracting us from the moment. I broke from his embrace and ran for my cross-shaped handbag, tossed to the side of the room.
“You really need to get that?”
“Yes,” I said, nodding, “it could be my mom. My dad’s in the hospital, he had a triple bypass, so this could be very important.”
He didn’t say a word, just walked over to me, cradling my hand in his.
“Hello,” I said. There was no immediate response, which made me assume that maybe my mother had bad reception wherever she was at the hospital. “Hello?” No one answered. Just as I was about to hang up, heavy breathing assaulted my ear from the other end. “Who is this?”
Cole ripped the phone from my hand. “Who the fuck is this?” he demanded, his voice booming with such menace that it made even me jump. “Answer me, fucker. I swear to god when I find out who you are I’m gonna rip you apart, limb by limb.” When there was no answer, Cole threw the phone across the room. It hit the wall, breaking in pieces and the fragments crashing to the floor.
“Who the fuck was that?” he turned to me and asked, his eyes burning like an exploding volcano.
“How am I supposed to know?” I said, my own anger spiking to new heights. I moved away from him, approaching my broken and mangled phone on the floor. I picked up the largest pieces, turned and looked Cole straight in the eyes, something that would intimidate many. “Was this really necessary? I just told you that my dad’s in the hospital. Now how the fuck is my mother going to get a hold of me until Monday?”
I felt the room get smaller, the walls closing around me. I couldn’t breathe, between my anger at Cole and my fear at whoever was on the other end of the line, I wasn’t sure if I was coming or going.
Cole’s anger immediately deflated, I could literally see him getting smaller. His large shoulder now slouched, his head hanging low, and his fists that were clenched in anger were now open and shaking. The moment ended as soon as it arrived. As if something invisible took over him, Cole walked over to me, forcefully taking my head in his hands, staring into my eyes. A look so intense that I felt it straight in the darkest depths of my soul.
“I know I’m intense, but I have this thing about protecting what’s mine. If you say you don’t know who that was, I believe you. I’m sorry I broke your phone.” His hand went into his pocket and he pulled out an iPhone and handed it to me. “You can have mine.”
“I don’t want your phone.”
“Consider it a loan until I replace yours.” He bent down, picking up the remaining pieces. “You really have no idea who that was?” he asked, his eyes on the ground while I felt my teeth begin to grind in anger.
“Damn it, Cole, I told you already, I have no idea. But it’s not the first time.” The words slipped out before I could think better of it. He froze. Like a statue, he didn’t move, stoic and unmovable. “It’s not a big deal, it’s probably a wrong number,” I mumbled, completely desperate to rewind the conversation to ten minutes prior.
Cole swiveled around, now on his feet facing me. He moved so fast that I wasn't even sure if it was humanly possible.
“How many times has this happened?” he demanded.
Chapter 6
Cole
“Not that many times. A few,” she whispered, her eyes cast down.
I was an asshole, a giant fucking asshole. I hated that I had scared her. I wanted to kick my own ass. None of this was her fault, but the idea of someone watching her, calling her, made me see red. I could physically feel the rage boiling inside of me, ready to erupt.
“I’m sorry I broke your phone,” I said again, closing the space between us. I used the tip of my fingers to raise her face so that I could look into her beautiful eyes. “The idea of you being in any kind of danger is unthinkable to me.”
“Sorry,” she mumbled under her breath, shrugging her shoulders.
I hated how she was being so nonchalant about it. I moved away from her, needing space to breathe, to think. I wanted to touch her but I was also so angry.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked, my hands forming into fists at my side, ready for a fight if need be, but I didn’t know what I was fighting. “I could have done something.”
“Done what? We don’t know who is doing this.”
“We’re going to find out.”
“Harper told her fiancé, he is looking into it.”
“You told Harper and didn’t tell me?”
“Why would I tell you? Until a few hours ago you were the guy I was crushing on. Why would I assume you’d care?” she asked, her arms crossed across her chest, and her bottom lip jutting out slightly. I wanted to kiss those lips
until they were bruised.
I should be kicking my own ass for waiting so long to make her mine. I just didn’t know what to do. Silver was this beautiful, brilliant girl, and I didn’t have much right now. I was a tough kid from the wrong side of the tracks who could throw footballs. She was in school and I was here on a scholarship just getting by. Unless I got that NFL contract I was worthless to her. But seeing that guy sniffing around her made me know down deep that I had to do something or I would lose her forever. I wasn’t going to lose her to anyone. But knowing she was in danger made me realize just how much I loved her.
“I care,” I said, needing to touch her. I raised my hand to touch her face as she turned away from me. Something so small but it felt like she cut me with a knife. “Hey,” I pulled her face towards me, “don’t do that, don’t turn away from me. I’m sorry that I was such an ass, and it took me so long to finally be here. But I’m here now and I’m not leaving you, ever. You’re stuck with me, baby.”
“It’s probably nothing, you’re just making a mountain out of a molehill,” she finally said.
“If it’s nothing then why are you getting it looked at?” I asked, my temper flaring out of control. I was never the kind of guy to care about anyone or anything, but in that moment, hearing Silver say those words, I knew that she owned me. As much as she was mine, I also belonged to her. I took her hands in mine, bringing her to me.
“Once we get out of here, you’re coming and staying at my apartment. We’re going to figure this out, together.” I kissed the top of her head, holding her firmly in my arms.
“It’s fine, it’s probably just some idiot freshman making some prank calls.”
“I hope you’re right, but until we know I’m not letting you out of my sight.” I let her go and walked back to the door. Using all my might I tried to turn the knob.
