by Summers, MJ
"You have perfect breasts," he said as he made slow circles around her nipples and then ran his tongue over each one. Claire arched her back, wanting him to take her breast in his mouth, but he moved on, brushing his finger, followed by his tongue down her in a straight line from the middle of her breasts to her belly button.
He moved over to one hip, "I love the curve of your hips," and then across to the other one. Cole moved his finger over to her inner thigh and then his mouth followed. Claire lifted her ass a little, willing him to move over to her pussy, but he moved down the inside of her thigh instead. Claire let out a little sigh of frustration causing Cole to stop and look at her with a hint of amusement.
"Hmmm, somebody is getting impatient..." he said as he kept moving down towards her ankle, "I intend to take my time."
Once there, he moved over to the other ankle and back up her other leg. When he reached the top of her inner thigh again, just inches from where she wanted him, he flipped her body over, so she was lying on her stomach. Claire let out a little gasp in surprise.
Cole groaned at the sight of her naked backside as he moved her hair to one side and kissed her neck. He let his fingers linger along her spine all the way to the top of her ass, causing her to shiver with the feel of it.
"I feel bad for you, Claire, you're never going to get to see this flawless ass."
He continued using his finger and tongue to caress her bottom until he reached the top of her legs. She tilted herself toward his mouth to offer him full access to her. He hovered for a moment and then started down the inside of the back of her leg. Using his large, skilled hands, he massaged her ankles, feet, and then her legs with such methodical movements that it seemed as though he was trying to touch every inch of her.
"You're perfect," He skimmed his hands over her ass, and then started massaging her back, shoulders, and neck, then her arms, one at a time. Claire sighed, this time with the bliss of being touched, adored and cared for.
"Oh, I forgot something," he said, as he moved his hands back down to her ass. He rubbed her bottom, teasing her with his thumbs getting closer to her center and then moving them away. Claire tilted herself up again, this time rewarded with his thumbs gliding slowly along her sex. Claire moaned as he brought the tips of his thumbs in further. He kept them there, caressing her, feeling her wet, hot pussy and then moving his hands under her hips and lifting her up onto her knees. Claire turned her head and looked over her shoulder, her face flushed with excitement. Cole answered her look with his eyes full of lust as he lowered his mouth over her ass.
With deliberate strokes of his tongue along the length of her, he brought her breathing to a quickened, almost frantic pace. She would try to wriggle from side to side as his tongue reached her center, but he refused to stop there or plunge his tongue into her as she ached for him to. Instead, he followed his tongue with his hand, rubbing her sex and slipping one finger in only as far as its tip, stroking just barely inside her.
Claire felt as though she would burst if he didn't bury himself inside her, either with his tongue or his cock. The moan that escaped from her throat was one of complete desperation. Cole's cock had been rock-hard the entire time that he was touching and massaging her, excited by what was going to happen, excited by his ability to give so much pleasure and knowing how badly she wanted him, even though she had just had him such a short time earlier.
Claire splayed her knees apart, lowering her body closer to the mattress and opening her core to him, begging him to enter her with her breath, and the small circles she made with her hips.
"You are so fucking sexy," he growled as he moved his mouth along her spine up toward her neck. When his lips settled on the nape of her neck, he lowered his body to cover hers. Holding himself up with one hand, Cole wrapped the other hand under her and pressed his fingers against her clit.
Claire gasped, "Yes, Cole, please fuck me," as she turned her head to bring her cheek close to his, her mouth searching for his. He slid his fingers inside her pussy slowly as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. Her lips opened to accept his tongue greedily.
Cole took his fingers out and held his cock in his hand, pressing it to her sex, teasing her with it and then spanking her pussy with three hard slaps. Claire pushed her body back onto his length on the third motion, rocking her hips from side to side to bury him inside her. Cole let out a low moan and placed his hand over her core, tightening her around him. He was half-way in and pulled himself out slowly almost all the way. Claire let out another shameless cry of pleading. She was far beyond the ability to refrain herself from begging now.
Cole thrust himself to the hilt inside her in one quick move, feeling her tighten around him with such force as to never let him go. The feeling was explosive for them both. There was no stopping it now, they were both overtaken by a need so primitive and overwhelming that they had to obey it. Cole pulled himself back half-way and then plunged in again, feeling his cock move in and out with his fingers over her sex. He rocked his hips in an upward motion when he reached the end of each thrust, lifting her off the bed a little each time. He held her firmly with his hand, pulling himself back and forth over and over. She could feel his entire body working to fuck her, his powerful legs against the backs of her thighs, his arm that kept him from collapsing on her, his core as he slammed himself into her, his hand that rubbed her and secured his cock inside her. She was completely filled with him and had never felt such a strong need to come in her life.
"You're pussy is so wet, so tight. I want you to come all over my cock, Claire. I want to feel you coming."
"Yes, yes, Cole," she could hardly speak, "I'm ready" she said, urging him to increase his pace and his force.
She turned her head to reach his mouth again. Their tongues melded together frantically as their bodies reached the breaking point. He continued to ram himself into her until they both came with a violent pleasure. She pushed her ass into him with all the strength remaining in her arms and body to accept his orgasm and fuel her own. They remained fused together for a long time, until they collapsed to the bed, exhausted. Cole lay on top of her, legs entwined, with his cheek pressed to hers, wet with sweat. Claire felt the full weight of him on her body, connecting her to the bed, keeping her warm. Slowly, they caught their breath, feeling completely satisfied for the first time in weeks.
"I love you," he whispered so quietly it was almost inaudible.
Tears welled up in Claire's eyes, "I love you too."
He pulled himself off of her, bringing himself to lie beside her. Claire rolled onto her side to face him. Their lips met for lingering, sweet kisses until the need for sleep overtook Claire. She flipped over and pushed her naked body into him. Cole wrapped his top arm over her and laced his fingers into hers, holding their hands into her chest.
A few minutes later as they were drifting off to sleep, Cole said, "Claire? If I had known you when you were a teenager, I would have wanted to be with you. I know I would have seen you. You know? Really seen you."
"How do you do that?" Claire said, turning her face to his.
"Do what?"
"How do you take something that hurt me and make it okay?" Claire asked.
"It's a gift," Cole said, lifting his eyebrows, trying to sound mysterious.
"I'm serious. You're incredible," Claire lifted her head and kissed him. "You better be careful, Cole. If you keep this up, you're never going to get rid of me."
"That's my plan," he said scooping her into his arms and closing his eyes. "Now let me get some sleep, I have a sexy girlfriend who’s like a bottomless lust pit. I need to rest up so I can try to keep her satisfied."
Claire giggled and closed her eyes, feeling completely peaceful.
Chapter 36
The next morning started as the night before had ended. When it was over the pair lay together, bodies sweaty and entwined, trying to catch their breath for a few minutes. The sun shone through the French doors to the suite as Claire caressed Cole's chest lazi
ly with her hand.
She smiled with satisfaction, "I am starving. I need to refuel."
"Room service or restaurant?" Cole asked.
"Room service. I have no make-up and - if you recall - no panties."
"Right, I forgot about that. But you really don't need either."
They ordered, then put their bathrobes on and lay in bed waiting for the food to arrive. Cole lay on his back and Claire on her tummy, resting her head on his chest.
"Tell me about your parents, Claire," he said suddenly.
Claire lifted her head and looked at him for a moment, "You know, most people are uncomfortable hearing about them once they know they are dead. It's too sad and they don't know what to say. Not you though, you just dive right in. I love that about you."
"They are your parents. I want to know about them."
Claire nodded, "Well, my mom, Vivian, was a beautiful woman. She had brilliant blue eyes and blonde hair that would shine in the sunlight. I can still hear her warm laugh in my mind and she had a great sense of humour; she loved to tease my dad and us girls. She played the cello and taught lessons at our house in the evenings and on weekends. I still love the low sounds of the cello. It makes me feel calm and peaceful. My parents were quite young when they had my sister, only twenty. They got married shortly before she was born and made a go of it.
My dad, Conrad, was a family lawyer. He somehow managed to finish his law degree while working full time to support us. He had quite a successful practice. He's why my sister, Janet, is a lawyer now. He was tall with black hair and green eyes. He loved to cook and I used to spend hours in the kitchen with him cooking and creating new recipes. When he was in the kitchen, I got to experiment with whatever ingredients I wanted. Sometimes my mom would get a little pissed off if I had ruined the prawns she had bought by putting some new sauce that I'd created that tasted awful. She would say, "Can't you just let her practice with one or two of the prawns? Why all of them?" He would just smile and say, "My Claire is creating art and I will not stand in the way of that. Someday, she will be the world's greatest chef!"
He and my mom were one of those couples that just belonged together. They started dating in senior year and even at the end, they couldn't get enough of each other. They were always laughing, talking or touching each other. On Friday nights, they would have an 'at-home' date. They would make pizza for us and my mom would put us to bed, while my dad would whip up some fabulous meal for them. They would light candles and eat and talk. They set the standards pretty high for us for what love should be. My sister and her husband, Ted, are like them. They've been together since high school. I always wanted what they had - that connection - you know? I thought I'd meet my soul mate before I was twenty and that would be that. But, here I am at thirty-one, still searching."
Cole stared at her for a second and then said, "Well, maybe you've had a longer search, but I'm here now."
Claire's eyes filled with tears, "You are, aren't you?" she whispered.
Chapter 37
As they drove back to the ranch later that morning, Claire said, "Hey, you need to tell me about your parents!"
"Right, well, you'll meet them sometime soon I expect. They usually show up every few months for a visit. They stay for a couple of weeks and then get back on the road. They bought an enormous RV and after years of running the ranch, they are seeing the world now. They've been travelling up in Canada since May. I think you'll like them and I know they'll like you.
My mom, Mary, is a great horsewoman and is as tough-as-nails. She doesn't mince words and you always know where you stand with her. She married my dad when she was nineteen. She took bookkeeping courses and ran all the books for the ranch. My dad, Jake, grew up on the ranch and is one of the most respected horse trainers in the state. He's really patient and pretty quiet most of the time, but he has a dry sense of humour and he can tell a great story once he's had a beer or two."
"Well, I look forward to meeting them sometime," Claire said, "What are they like together?"
"I would say they aren't necessarily passionate like your parents, at least not that we saw, but they're definitely great partners. They both work hard and they work well together."
"That's important."
They drove for a while in silence before Cole spoke up again, "I'm almost sorry we have to go back home today. I would like it if we could just keep driving and go somewhere with no responsibilities for a while."
"Me too, but at least we'll be together for now. I love that we can sneak over and see each other whenever we get a chance."
"That is a great perk, isn't it?" Cole smiled. He loved how Claire tried to look at the positive side.
They pulled into the ranch a few minutes later. They parked and Claire put her hand on the door handle.
"Wait! Allow me, my lady. We haven't had a proper date, but I can give you a preview of what it will be like." He got out and walked around to her side of the truck, opening the door and holding out his hand for her.
Claire took his hand and stepped down, "Thank you, Cowboy. It seems like you have some real potential."
Cole spun her over to him, and grabbed her around her waist with both hands, pulling her close and kissing her long and deep.
"How's that for potential?" he asked.
"Not bad, I guess. What else you got?" she retorted with a sexy grin.
"This," he said in a low tone as he kissed her hard on the mouth. He lowered his hands to her ass and gave her a squeeze, lifting her dress up as he did and exposing her to the sun and the mountain air. Claire could feel him getting hard against her stomach and she moved her hands up his chest and around his neck, causing her dress to lift even higher.
"There you - oh! Oh my!" came a woman's voice from across the parking lot.
"Oh Shit," Cole muttered.
They quickly straightened themselves out, Cole tugging her dress down and Claire standing in front of him to hide his erection. She turned, her face bright red with embarrassment.
"Hi Mom, hi Dad. You're back!" Cole said in a weak voice.
"Oh Shit is right," Claire whispered with a look of complete panic on her face.
There stood Cole's parents; his dad had a wide grin on his face under his black cowboy hat and his mom was wearing a shocked expression.
"Well, you must be Claire," his dad said, walking forward to meet them, pulling his wife with him.
Cole and Claire stood rooted to the spot, mortified.
When they reached them, Cole's dad hugged Cole and then reached his hand out to Claire, "I'm Jake, nice to see you," he said still with that same amused look.
Claire took his hand and meekly said, "Nice to meet you, sir."
Cole's mom looked her square in the eye, "No need for such formalities now that we've seen your bottom. That's a surprising lack of underwear. I hope that's not how you dress when you're cooking. It's certainly against health codes."
Claire's face burned with humiliation, "No. No, of course not. I always wear underwear. Well, not always... I mean, not in the shower, but otherwise, I'm very big on panties. Today was a special case, no, um, more unusual than special. It's not like I don't wear them on special occasions because I do. I definitely do..." Claire's voice trailed off.
Cole gave her hand a little squeeze, "Claire was just about to go get changed and then head over to the restaurant," he said, then turning to her, "See you in a bit, Claire."
Claire excused herself and walked away, wishing a sinkhole would open at that very moment and swallow her up.
Cole turned back to his parents and gave his mom a hug. "Good to see you Mom, Dad. I've missed you. It's lonely without you here."
His dad shot him a wry look, "You didn't look that lonely a minute ago. In fact, you looked like you had your hands full."
His mom stared at him, "Honestly, Cole. You're messing around with the new chef? Does that seem like a smart way to run the ranch?"
Cole exhaled sharply, "I know, Mom, I know. She is just so
amazing. It's going to sound crazy, because she has only been here a couple of months, but I'm pretty sure I want to marry her."
"Is that so, son?" Jake replied, slapping Cole on the back, "Well she looks real nice to me. I can see why you'd want to hold onto that." He gave a big, hearty laugh and walked over to the barn.
Chapter 38
"It's not funny," Claire hissed into her cell phone, "Stop laughing, you bitch! Seriously, help me the fuck out."