by Sam Crescent
Cole watched her, never wanting to take his gaze away from her. She was so beautiful, and she didn’t try to hide from him either. Whatever he wanted, she gave.
“Come for me, Elena,” he said.
She did, screaming his name. Her pussy pulsed around him, and he held onto what little sanity he had left. Watching her had been a pleasurable torture, but the moment her orgasm subsided, Cole took over. He grabbed her hands, pressing them above her head on the bed. Easing out of her slick cunt, he paused when only the tip of him was inside her, and then he slammed balls deep, the force making his bed hit against the wall. He didn’t stop. For ten more thrusts, he pounded inside her, going as deep as he could.
Cole released her hands, and held onto her hips, filling her. She wrapped her hands around him, and he took possession of her mouth, stealing her kisses.
Each sound she made, he swallowed down.
When that was no longer enough, he pulled away and tugged her to her knees. She flicked her hair over one shoulder, and glanced back at him. The mirror he had showed him the perfect angle of her body, the curvy hips, rounded stomach, and he could stare at her ass all day as far as he was concerned.
Slipping a hand between her thighs, he found her wet heat and smiled. “You want this, baby.”
“Yes, you know I do.”
He pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance and slammed deep inside her. She cried out, and he grabbed her hips, pulling her back against his cock.
“You feel so fucking good, baby. So good.” He stroked the base of her back, and watched as his cock filled her. She was so beautiful, and this was everything he had dreamed of.
He pulled out of her pussy, and filled her with his fingers, getting them nice and slick with her cream. Easing them back toward her anus, he coated her puckered hole. Staring into her eyes through the mirror, he watched her tense up.
“I want your ass. Are you going to give it to me?”
“Yes, Cole. I told you, anything that you wanted it’s yours.”
Cole pressed his fingers against her ass, and pushed past that tight ring of muscles that were determined to keep him out. He wasn’t going to allow that. Filling her ass, he heard her gasp, and he paused waiting for her to grow accustomed to his touch. His cock was a lot bigger than his thumb.
“How does that feel?”
“It feels good,” she said.
He began to pump his fingers inside her ass while at the same time, fucking her pussy with his cock. In the mirror, he saw her eyes closed, and an expression of total rapture on her fac. She looked absolutely beautiful, and it was a sight he was never going to forget.
Stretching out his fingers, he started to get her ass used to being taken, preparing her for the width of his cock.
“Don’t stop, Cole. I love it, please,” she said.
“Are you ready for my cock?”
“Yes. Please, it feels amazing, please.”
Pulling out of her pussy, he pressed the tip to her ass, and slowly began to fill her.
She hissed out, and Cole paused, wanting her to love this as much as he did. Stroking her hips, he waited, and only when she started to push back against his dick, did he begin to push forward.
A little whimper escaped her, and when he looked into the mirror this time, her gaze was on him. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No.”
He waited, giving her a few moments before finally easing his cock back inside her, going a little deeper. Within minutes he was so deep that his balls smacked against her pussy.
“You’re so big,” she said, making him smile. He paused, giving her time to get used to his size.
“You’ve stopped.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.”
“Then touch that clit, Elena. Come all over my cock because I’m not going to stop until I spunk inside your ass.”
He gripped her hips, and began a short pace, going in and out of her ass, watching her face. Her ass tightened as she stroked her clit to orgasm. The feel of her around his cock made him moan, and for a few thrusts he lost himself to the pleasure of being inside her.
When he finally had his senses back, he fucked her in long, sure strokes. The newness of taking her ass, and just the pleasure in itself, had Cole coming, filling her ass with his cum.
They were both panting as they came down from their orgasm, and he kissed her shoulder. “That was perfect, thank you.”
“You’re not too bad yourself,” she said.
He pulled out of her ass, and he had to pause as his cum began to leak out of her. It was like his brand of ownership over her, and he loved it. He loved this woman with all of his heart.
****
“I rarely see you anymore,” Juliet said. “I’m starting to wonder if you’re even my friend.”
Elena laughed and turned toward her friend. “I pay my rent, and I’m a pretty good friend.”
“True, but you’ve been dating Cole for a few months now, and I’m worried.”
“What are you worried about?” she asked.
“Vincent has been telling me that Cole’s thinking of asking you to move in.”
That took Elena so completely by surprise that she dropped the entire pot of pasta and meatballs onto the floor. The food splashed up against the cupboards and all over the floor. She jumped out of the way so it didn’t get her, and she groaned.
“Ugh, okay, I wasn’t expecting that.” She ran fingers through her hair, and just as she was about to question Juliet about what the hell that meant, the doorbell rang. She cringed.
“Expecting company?” Juliet asked.
“I invited Cole over for dinner.”
“Ah, so you’re going to be fucking in this apartment now so I can hear.”
There were times she was surprised her and Juliet’s friendship had lasted as long as it had, but they never had any secrets, not one.
“We can’t do that. It’s … you know … that time of the month.”
“Ah, so you’re feeding him dinner?” Juliet asked. “Look at you being all domesticated.”
“Shut up. Vincent thinks he’s going to ask me to move in with him?”
“That’s what he told me.”
“When did you and Vincent become friends?”
“He comes and visits me at work. We have lunch together. We’re total BFFs. We’ve also got a bet going.”
“Oh yeah, what?”
“To see how long it will be before you both walk down the aisle.”
Elena would love that, and the ache, the yearning began to build inside her. The doorbell rang, but Juliet looked at her.
“You want to marry him?” Juliet asked.
“I love him, Juliet. I love him more than anyone else. I always have.”
“You’ve been dating a few months,” Juliet said.
“I know. We’ve known each other for years, just not ‘known’ each other, if that makes sense. He’s always been close.” She ran fingers through her hair. “Ignore me. It probably won’t happen. I’ll start to clean up this mess.”
She didn’t want to think about it herself right now. For the longest time, she had been in love with Cole and not realized it until they had started dating. She loved early in the mornings when he was still asleep, and she could watch him without him knowing that she was doing exactly that.
Bending down, she scooped up the food back into the saucepan. She saw Cole’s boots stop at the kitchen, and she looked up.
“Hey,” she said. “Just a bit of a disaster here. Nothing to worry about.”
“I guess takeout is on the menu tonight,” he said, bending down to help.
“I’m going to wash up.” This came from Juliet, who was in fact the cause of all this. Elena couldn’t believe that her friend would do this to her.
Did Cole want her to move in?
Was she ready for that?
She loved him more than anything in the world. Every second she was with him was a dream c
ome true.
“Did you know that Vincent and Juliet have become friends?”
“He did mention something about it.”
“Oh … do you talk to Vincent often?” she asked.
Cole chuckled. “He’s my best friend, Elena. Of course I do.”
“Of course. How silly of me.” She grabbed the now full saucepan, and dumped the contents into the sink. Grabbing a cloth, she began to clean up the mess.
Cole held her wrist, stilling her movements. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing. Nothing at all.”
“Is there anything the matter?”
She paused, and shook her head. Right now, she wasn’t ready for the move in question, or what it could mean.
“I’m just feeling stupid for spilling dinner. It was going to be awesome as well. Spaghetti and meatballs is my favorite.”
He pulled her close and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I know it would be, but you don’t have to worry. I’ll order some Chinese food.” Cole released her, and she watched him walk away. He was already on his cell phone ordering food, and she took the time to finish cleaning.
She needed to clear her head.
By the time she finished cleaning the kitchen, the dishes, and wiping every single counter so that it sparkled, food had arrived, and Juliet joined them from their bath.
A movie was playing in the background, and Elena avoided conversation while watching the romantic comedy, and then a horror movie came on. Even though she hated horror, right now, she wanted to just watch something that took her away from her own fears.
Was she afraid of what it could mean?
No.
Chancing a look at Cole, she saw he was also staring at her, and this brought a smile to her lips. He took her hand, and now she stared down at their locked hands. His was much larger than hers. She gave his a gentle squeeze, and tightened his hold on her even more.
The way he held her always filled her with comfort, with love, with joy.
Juliet called it a night, and Elena asked Cole to stay over. She took him to her room, and told him that she would be right out.
Preparing for bed, she stared at her reflection.
Leaving her bathroom, she found Cole already in bed. The sheets were turned down, and he patted the space beside him. “There’s plenty of room for you.”
“You’ve surprised me that you can fit in my bed. Yours always seems so big, so imposing.”
“I like big things,” he said.
The moment she slid into bed, he pulled her close, nuzzling her neck. “I’ve missed you.” He stroked her stomach. “You’ve seemed lost in your own world tonight. Is everything okay?”
“Everything is fine,” she said. “More than fine.”
Cole stared at her for several minutes. Neither of them spoke, and she wondered not for the first time, what he was thinking.
“Seems kind of surreal still, having you here in my bed,” she said, breaking through the silence.
“You’ve thought about it?”
“A lot actually. Did you know you were my high school crush?”
“I was?” His eyes widened.
“Yes. You were.”
“What about Danny and Vincent?”
She wrinkled her nose. “Neither of them. You were always different from your friends. More mature I guess, even now.”
He kissed her neck. “I wanted you as well,” he said.
Elena pulled back a little to stare at him to see if he spoke the truth. From the look in his eyes, he did. “You’re not lying.”
“I won’t lie to you, Elena. Never have, never will.” He licked his lips, and smiled. “You were always a little firecracker even when we were kids. I don’t know if you remember this, but you fell down in the playground in kindergarten when we were kids.”
“You were the one who helped me up,” she said. She did remember it. The memory was vague, and a little unsure, but she remembered.
“I was. You’ve always been there. There’s no one else I want to be with, Elena, just you.” He stroked her cheek. “I love your smile, and the twinkle in your eyes. You’ve got a beautiful laugh, and even when you’re hurting yourself, which drives me crazy, I know you’re a beautiful woman inside and out.”
Tears filled her eyes, and this time, she pressed a finger against his lip. “No more, not tonight. You can say this to me when it’s morning, and I know for a fact you’ve not been drinking.”
This had him laughing. “I’ve not been drinking, but I can wait ‘til morning. I’ve noticed when it comes to you, sweet Elena, I can wait forever.” He pressed another kiss to her lips, and she groaned.
“I want you,” she said.
“Soon.” He pulled her into his arms, and she rested her head against his chest.
Her love for Cole at times scared her. She had never felt this connection with another person before.
“Everything will be okay, baby,” he said. “You’ll see.”
She fell asleep with a smile on her lips.
Chapter Ten
A week later
Cole took a few steps forward, and then a couple backward. He paced his bathroom, and then looked at his reflection in the mirror. “You can do this.”
“Are you talking to yourself? Do I need to call a doctor, Cole?” Elena asked.
“I’m fine. I’ll be out in a moment.” He released a breath. The ring that he intended to use today was sitting on the sink, staring up at him, glinting. All day he’d spent trying to figure out the right words to say to her. He’d even called Vincent and Danny each in turn to see if they could give him any insight, and of course, they had nothing. Danny told him that she’d be happy to have him. Vincent told him to speak from the heart.
“Cole, are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah, of course.”
“It’s fine if you’re … loose.”
Dropping his head into his hands, he couldn’t contain the laughter that overcame him. She thought he was embarrassed by toilet problems, and he wished it was that easy. He loved Elena. He’d loved her all of his life, and asking her this question seemed like the biggest risk. Neither of them had said they loved each other, and even though they had been dating for a long time now, this was a huge step.
He loved her, and didn’t want to be with anyone else, not ever. Staring at the ring, he knew there was a chance that she would laugh at him. He’d spoken to Juliet about it, and she didn’t have any good words of advice for him. Everything was about him speaking from the heart, and words were hard for him as it was.
“Cole?”
Not wanting to have her worry anymore, he grabbed the ring, and opened the door. The ring was in his fist, biting into his flesh.
Just ask her.
Tell her you love her.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a crop top, and a long pair of pajama bottoms. The cold nights had already started rolling in.
“You’re okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” He made his way toward her, and stopped. This was it. This was his one chance to propose to the woman he loved. Getting down on one knee, he stared into her eyes. Grey eyes that he had loved for years. Elena was the only woman who had ever consumed his thoughts and made him yearn for a future with her and her alone.
“Cole, is everything all right?” she asked, reaching out to him.
He caught her hand and held it tight. “Yes, everything is fine, Elena. There’s something I want to ask you, and I don’t want to wait another moment. So much time has been wasted between us.”
She frowned. “What…”
His holding up the ring silenced her words. Neither of them spoke as he waited for her to see it.
There was shock in her eyes, of that he had no doubt.
Her hand went to her chest. “Cole, that’s a ring.”
“I know.”
“Is that the kind of ring I’m thinking it is?” she asked.
“It is. If you’re thinking it�
��s an engagement ring.” He released a breath.
“Are you sure? I understand if you’re not, and if you’re doing this to make some kind of point.”
“The only point I’m making, baby, is that I love you more than anything else in this world.”
Tears filled her eyes, and he couldn’t believe how nervous he actually was. This had never happened to him before.
“I know this seems out of the blue, but it’s not. I have loved you since I was a boy of eight years old. That first day where I helped you up, it has always been you, I’ve just not seen it. I love you so completely, Elena. I want to be your husband, and you my wife. I want us to have a family, and be together forever. No backing away. Just you and me.”
She didn’t say anything, and tears spilled over her cheeks.
“The guys at school called me a chubby chaser, and I hated that name, but I loved you then. I love you now. You’re it for me.” He was running out of words, and if she didn’t say anything very soon, he was going to struggle to keep up speaking. Words were not his strong suit, and it was abundantly clear right now.
He was the kind of guy who did everything with actions.
“Say something,” he said, begging.
“You love me?”
“Out of everything I’ve just said, you have any doubt.”
“You’ve never said it to me before.”
“Neither have you, Elena.” He stroked her cheek.
“I love you, Cole. I love you so much that it scares me.” She dropped her hands from her face, and threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I don’t know how you can doubt how I feel. I know I’m crazy all the time, and I’m so insecure, but I’m working on it. I love you, Cole.”
He held her tightly, and sent a prayer that this was her saying yes. Breathing in her scent, he held her tightly to him.
“Is that a yes?”
She pulled away, and even as tears spilled down her cheeks, she was smiling. “Yes. I want to marry you. Yes, I want to love you for the rest of our lives.”
He took the ring, and waited as she held her hand out for him to slide the ring onto her finger.
Suddenly she fisted her hand. “What if it doesn’t fit?”