Yearning Devotion

by Rachael Orman

  “I came to… You know, I’m not entirely sure why I’m here.” Gwen gave him her own sexy smile, knowing her dress said it for her. Why hadn’t she planned what to say? She hadn’t thought that far ahead in her wonderful plan! Cole just grinned at her and shook his head softly as he stepped back and opened the door for her to enter.

  “I barely heard you knock. I was just about to go to bed.” He said closing the door once she had entered. “But I think I can stay up a little while longer if I have such wonderful company. Would you like something to drink?”

  “Everyone has already left?” Gwen looked around. She didn’t see anyone. She did, however, see a huge mess all over the tables and even the floor that she could see from the foyer.

  “Yes, the old farts don’t stay up very late. The last of them left about 20 minutes ago.” Cole spoke as he walked away so she followed him. He led the way to the kitchen. This was the first time she’d seen him without a shirt so she watched in appreciation as the muscles in his back flexed and relaxed as he moved. He pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge, handing it to her. He leaned back against the counter, crossing his arms over his broad, all too well defined chest. “So, what made you decide in the middle of the night to change into that sexy little number and come back? Were you thinking of molesting me?”

  Gwen tried not to smile at him as he wiggled his eyebrows at her. Instead, she took a swig of water. It was really hard not to stare at his extremely sexy chest, especially when he stood there with his arms crossed, making his biceps bulge. She could just imagine running her hands all over those lines in his abs and over his well-defined pecs. The thought made her body grow hot and her throat to go dry. She trailed her eyes from those bulging arms and that sexy V low on his hips. It isn’t fair for a man to look that damn good. Just looking at him had her nipples hardening and her pussy growing wet. Her fingers were tingling so she gently bit down on one as her mind came up with multiple things she could do to those abs.

  “Gwen?” Cole asked, humor in his voice. Gwen’s eyes snapped to his, obviously she had missed something he said while she had been imagining doing things to him. “I asked if you were hungry.”

  “Mmm, absolutely.” Gwen licked her lips as she ran the finger that had been in her mouth down the side of her neck to the top of her breast. She cleared her throat and softly shook her head to clear the dirty thoughts from her mind. “I mean, I could eat. What do you have?”

  Gwen forced a smile trying to think about food since that’s what he apparently had in mind. She was having a hard time pushing images of him naked from her mind though. He gave her a sexy smile before he opened the fridge to find something to eat. Gwen moved to sit at the bar so she could watch him. While she had thought he would jump her as soon as he saw what she had put on, she was enjoying sitting her watching him move about in his kitchen. He seemed to have barely have noticed the dress anyway or if he had, he didn’t seem affected by it. She just felt awkward in her tiny dress standing there, but if he could ignore it so could she.

  “Looks like we have chicken fried rice… and… Um, I’m not sure what this is. So I hope you are in the mood for chicken fried rice.” He made a face at a Tupperware container before putting it back and pulling another one out to put on the counter. He heated it up and dished up one large plate before sitting at the counter with her. He took turns feeding her a bite then taking one himself. They didn’t exchange many words as he fed them both. At one point, Cole said, “My housekeeper always leaves in the fridge for me in case I get hungry and I’m betting you haven’t eaten at all tonight.”

  “I had eaten a few little bites of whatever the waitresses were passing out at the party.” Gwen shrugged. Her nerves had made her completely forget to eat. She had been so wrapped up in talking about him before the party she had forgotten and after the party all she could think of was him.

  He would flash her a smile every couple bites. As much as she tried, she couldn’t help but let herself soften towards him. He was so careful when he gave her a bite and slowly pull the fork from her lips, then he would quickly feed himself a bite. Although they weren’t talking, Gwen felt like they were connecting through the comfortable silence. They didn’t need words to understand each other and this unexpected connection.

  Once they had finished eating, Cole got up and took the plate and fork with him. She watched amused as he rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. He had absolutely refused to let her help with them too, stating he’d never allow a guest do the dishes.

  “Well, thank you for dinner. Not exactly what I was expecting, but it was still delicious and filling. You can rest easy knowing I’m not going to bed hungry now.” Gwen stood from her stool and walked around the counter towards him swinging her hips. His eyes watched her hips as she walked towards him. She stepped close to him, placing both hands against his chest. She rubbed her hands up his chest to sink into his hair. Her lips were close to his ear and brushed his skin as she asked, “Now what would you like to do?”

  “Well, since there is two of us, it really would go much quicker if you helped me pick up some of this mess.” He spoke in the same soft tone she has used, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke. Then he stepped back from her and walked to a cabinet, where he pulled a trash bag out and handed it to her. He gave her a little half smile before walking from the room. She just stared at his back with her mouth hanging open. She pulled down on the bottom of her dress and shook the bag open. What the hell?! She was more confused than ever. She’d never been rejected, which is what she was feeling since he had blatantly ignored her outfit except for his initial comment. She thought he was interested, but now she really wondered. She groaned in frustration and started cleaning up the kitchen. Wasn’t like she had anything better to do besides go home and be alone. McKayla was working tonight. She heard the music in the living room change to a new song, one that she was very familiar with.

  Gwen sang quietly to herself as she moved around the kitchen picking up empty bottles, cans and other various party trash. She made a collection of glasses near the sink of the glasses that were scattered around the kitchen. Once she finished the kitchen she made her way through the dining room. She glanced over into the living room through the open double doors. She stopped when she saw Cole was sitting on the couch facing her, his arms draped on either side of his body over the back of the couch.

  “Are you actually cleaning?” Cole pushed to his feet as he looked from the bag that was half full in one of Gwen’s hands to her face, horror apparent on his face. Then he laughed an uncomfortable laugh and ran his hand through his hair, “I was wondering what the hell you were doing in there!”

  “You told me to help clean, so I was cleaning!” Gwen gestured around the room with the hand holding the bag, “Would you like me to clean this room too? And what have you been doing? Sitting on the couch waiting for me to finish cleaning up after your party?” She raised an eye brow at him in frustration. This was turning out to be the most confusing night she’d ever had! THIS was why she didn’t go out of her comfort zone. Men were so confusing! Especially this one. One minute he was giving her soft caresses and feeding her the next he had her cleaning his house while he sat around doing nothing.

  “I was kidding! I didn’t actually expect you to clean! I have a crew coming in the morning to clean this place! I thought you were in there making a drink or something to waste time.” Cole stood up and grabbed the bag from her. He tossed it to the side before pulling her hips flush to his. Running his nose up her neck, he breathed “I have enjoyed spending this time with you but now I’m done being a gentleman.” Cole grabbed her ass with both hand and bit down on her neck. He ground his thick erection against her belly making her moan.

  Chapter 12

  “Take me to bed, Cole.” Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head back down to her. He lifted her by her ass and she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Her heels dug into his ass as he carried her down the hal
l to the bedroom. She didn’t get more than a second to glance around before he had her on her back on the bed with him on top of her, his mouth on hers. She pushed on his shoulder hard until he rolled over and she climbed on top of him still fully clothed. She rotated her hips against his erection while sitting up on him. She pulled her dress down exposing her breasts as she flipped her hair over one shoulder. She grabbed his hands and brought them to her breasts while still rotating her hips on his. He pinched and twisted both her nipples. She moaned at the sweet pain before pushing off him to stand next to the bed as she pulled her dress back up.

  “Listen.” Gwen tapped her ear with her finger as she heard the song change to a slow song with a pounding beat, in the living room, the music was loud enough to still be heard. “And watch.” She wiggled her hips slowly side to side with the beat, as her hands ran up her sides and into her hair, lifting it off her neck. She turned around slowly, spreading her legs. She flipped her head down, arching her back giving him a view of her pantiless pussy. She raked her nails slowly up the outside of her legs as she stood, her hands continued up her ass, sides and over her breasts. She turned to the side so he could see as she grabbed and squeezed her breasts. Reaching one hand back, she slowly slid the zipper down on her dress. She rotated her hips and turned so her back was fully to him again. Once the zipper was down, she wiggled her body from her shoulders down to her hips causing the dress to slip off her body. She bent at the waist to pick up the dress, bending one knee then the other to remove it, the movement also arched her ass towards him. She tossed her dress towards the door and slipped off her shoes before climbing back on the bed. She knelt over his hips and rotated her hips on top of his. She could feel his erection pressing up against her, making her wetter than she already was. She slipped her hand into his shorts and grasped him in her hand causing his hips to jerk up and a moan to slip from his lips. She pressed her breast into his chest as she licked up the side of his neck and slid her hand up and down his hard shaft. She felt a little drop of creamy precum slip from the tip of him. She swiped over it with her finger and brought her hand up to her mouth and locked eyes with him as she sucked her finger. Cole arched his back involuntarily and pressed more firmly against her as he groaned.

  He was letting her chose the pace though so he ground his teeth and held himself back from grabbing onto her. He knew if he put his hands on her he would have her under him quickly so instead he grabbed fistfuls of the sheets. This was her show.

  Gwen kissed and nipped her way down his chest. She took a moment to scratch her nails gently against the ridges of his hard abs and lick her lips. He pressed his head back into the pillow and gripped the sheets tighter in his hands. Gwen smiled at him before slipping her bottom lip between her teeth. She ran her fingers back up his abs once more, she couldn’t help but give them the attention they deserved. She used her nails to trace along the top of his shorts, going from one side of that sexy V to the other and back again. Cole’s abs were rock hard and a fine sheen of sweat was on his forehead so she knew she was getting to him. She slipped a hand down either side of his hips and slowly slid his shorts down, he flexed his ass to let them slide off easier. Once she got them to his knees, she moved back up his body to stare down at his impressive cock, jutting out large and hard from his body. Another drop of precum glistened on the tip. She leaned down and quickly licked it away, earning her a hiss from Cole. That made her smile again.

  “As much as I want to suck on this beautiful cock, I want to feel you so deep in me I forget everything else.” Gwen moved and ripped open the condom package she had picked up from his nightstand when she had been dancing, a trick of the trade she learned in her line of work. She rose over him, her hands on his chest. She reached between their bodies to position him. She locked eyes with him before slowly sinking down onto him. She threw her head back, a gasp ripping from her lips. She’d forgotten how unusually good he felt in her. She heard somewhere in the haze that had invaded her mind momentarily that he groaned with her.

  She met his eyes again when his hands slid up her thighs to grasp her hips. Grabbing onto his wrist for leverage, she pushed up and slid back up his length before sinking back down slowly, oh so slowly taking in every wide inch of him. She watched as Cole’s eyes moved over her face like he wanted to remember her face while he was inside her forever. His eyes were dark and filled with an emotion she didn’t understand. It scared her, but her body was too wrapped up in what he was making her feel that she didn’t care. She pushed up all the way, letting him completely slide from her body.

  “Wait.” Gwen said quietly when he started to protest. She turned and sat on his abs with her back to him. She moved forward taking him into her body again. He was much deeper this way and was hitting her in a spot no man ever had before. She gasped, nearly a sob, at the pleasure that ran up her spine. She leaned forward and put her hands on his muscular thighs and pushed off him to rise just barely off him and sink back down, hitting that spot again.

  “Fuck, that feels so damn good.” Cole grunted as she gasped again. She rotated her hips in a circle, Cole thrust his hips up to meet her with perfect timing. After two more thrusts and she could feel her orgasm tickling up her feet. Another slow rotation and fire burned up her legs, burst through her whole body. Her nails dug into his thighs, deep enough to leave marks, but she couldn’t help it. She’d never had an orgasm so strong it hurt before the pleasure blinded her.

  As she was still gasping and regaining feeling in her extremities, Cole lifted her by her hips and off his body. He had moved her so she was on her back and he was on top of her. He said, “As good as that felt, I told you, I want to see your eyes when I’m in you.”

  She didn’t like looking into his eyes while they had sex. She didn’t like having a man on top of her looking down at her. As she was trying to get her pleasure filled brain to comprehend what he had said, she felt him press into her, his body pressing down on hers. Horror filled memories flooded her and she pushed hard at his shoulders, urgently. Her eyes filled with tears, “Please. Please, not like this. Not right now, not with you.”

  Cole instantly rolled over and pulled her with him so she was once again on top of him. He sat up and made her wrap her legs around his back before pulling down on her hips so he sank deep in her. “Better?”

  After a moment, he saw Gwen’s eyes refocus and she nodded and threaded her fingers into his hair. She’d quickly blinked away the tears. There wasn’t much movement needed in this position. He was deep in her and their bodies were so close. Their eyes locked, arms wrapped around each other as they both gently rocked their hips. He reached between them and gently squeezed her breasts before teasing her nipples gently. She leaned in to kiss him, but he pulled back. He wanted to stare deep into her eyes.

  “You are so beautiful. I want to watch your eyes as you feel me inside you. It’s me that is making you moan. Me that is making you feel good. I want you to remember me forever because I know I’ll never be able to forget you.” His eyes hadn’t left hers. She watched that unfamiliar emotion fill his eyes again as he pushed her hair back over her shoulder and behind her ear while his other hand slid from her breast to around her side to press her tightly against his chest again.

  “You make me feel beautiful. I don’t think I’ll be able to get your eyes out of me head. I’ve dreamed of them for months now.” She reached up to hold on to the back of his neck with one hand, the other cupping the side of his face. She moaned feeling another orgasm building again. This was the most intimate act she’d ever done. Their faces so close, their hand comforting each other, while their eyes shared unspoken words.

  Her breast softly rubbed against his hard chest as their hips rocked and he slid in and out of her body just barely. The slow deep penetration felt more like he was reaching inside her and caressing her broken soul. She’d never seen the tender look that was in Cole’s eyes tonight, not from any man. He gently brushed his lips to hers for a moment. This was something she’d never
experienced before.

  Another meeting of their hips and she gripped him tightly, she was going to come. His hands slid down and squeezed her ass tight as he pulled her harder against him making the rocking of their hips more of a thrust. Gwen screamed, she hadn’t even felt it start to come over her, her orgasm was just there pulsing through her body, causing every muscle to tighten and liquid fire to surround Cole’s cock deep in her. Feeling her tighten on his and her juices flow over him caused his orgasm to wash over him. He groaned from deep in his chest as his hips jerked and his release spurted into the condom, but his eyes never left hers.

  Gwen couldn’t help it, tears overflowed from her eyes. She’d never be the same after this night. She just knew he ruined her more than anything in her past. This passionate yet slow easy love making, those green eyes… She didn’t understand it but she felt something shift deep within her, her soul put a piece of itself back together. She felt... almost… loved. Cherished by this man. She didn’t understand why these words came to her mind but it was best she could explain the feelings that surged through her.

  He reached a hand up and wiped away her tears with his thumbs. Cole said in his deep voice, “No tears, beautiful.”

  Gwen couldn’t help it, she pulled his head to hers and kissed him hard. Her tongue entered his mouth and his slipped along hers. After long moments of tenderly kissing her, he moved to pull from her body but she tightened her legs around him. “Not yet.”