by Summers, MJ
"I was thinking of the piano over there," Claire picked up her drink and took a long sip.
"You are the only woman I've met whose mind is as sexy as her body," Cole said. "I never know what you are going to say next but I'm always excited to hear what is going to come out of that pretty mouth of yours."
"Okay. I've decided. I'll go out with you again," Claire replied.
Another server approached the table with their appetizers. The pair sipped their soup, enjoying the scenery and the flavours.
"This is so delicious," Claire closed her eyes as she took a spoonful of soup.
Cole put his spoon down and observed her for a moment, "Watching you eat could become my new pastime. I love how enthusiastic you are."
Claire tilted her head to the side, "Well, when you take me somewhere with food like this, I definitely can't help but be thrilled."
She slid her bowl toward him, "Try some?"
He dipped his spoon in her soup and took a sip, "Mmmm, that is good. I think I like mine better though," he replied as he slid his bowl toward her.
"You need to have at least two bites of something. The first one just mixes the flavours with the last thing you were eating,"
She took a sip of champagne and then tried his soup. She took two spoonfuls, making a little moan of pleasure at the second one, "Yup, yours is better. Good choice, Cowboy."
"Trade with me," Cole said, moving her bowl closer to him.
"I couldn't do that. Mine is delicious too. I'm happy with it," she said, sliding his bowl back toward him.
"The bisque made you moan. I live for that sound. Swapping a bowl of soup is a small price to pay," Cole said, pushing his bowl back over to her.
He dipped his spoon into the artichoke soup and took another sip, "Funny that a lowly cowboy would choose a far superior soup than a chef."
Claire laughed a little too loud at his joke and then covered her mouth with her hand, "I think the bubbles are going to my head. You're going to have to stop being witty or we'll get kicked out of here."
"I wasn't being witty," he said with a suspicious look, "I'm just wondering if you even are a chef. Maybe you're a beautiful line cook who goes around pretending she went to culinary school to score men."
Claire giggled, "You are the first man who has figured out my game. I travel the country to get hot guys into bed since no man can resist a culinary arts graduate. It’s the only way I can score super sexy men."
Cole's face turned serious, "Don't do that."
Claire pulled her face back in surprise, "Do what?" she asked, feeling her face turn pink with embarrassment.
"Don't put yourself down like that, even as a joke. The more you do that, the less you will trust what we have," Cole said softly, "I need you to trust this for it to work."
"Sorry, Cole," she said, blinking back a tear, "Bad habit."
"It is a bad habit. You've spent your whole life feeling not good enough, which is just garbage. If you keep thinking like that, you are always going to believe that only you are lucky to have me and not that we are lucky to have each other. If that's the case, you are going to always be waiting for the other shoe to drop. You'll look for signs that I'm losing interest in you or that I'm going to cheat on you with Naomi over there. As far as I can tell, that's the only thing that could tear us apart."
Claire dabbed at her eyes with her napkin, hoping her make-up wasn't smudged, "Okay, Cole. I will work on convincing myself that I'm a sex goddess instead of a chubby nerd."
"Good," he said, "And I'll always be here to remind you how fucking amazing you are when you forget."
Claire nodded and pursed her lips, trying not to cry. Cole slid his chair over to the other side of the table, so he was sitting next to her. He took her chin in his hand and drew her to him, kissing her softly on the lips. Then he wiped her tears away with his thumb and rested his forehead on hers.
"You okay?"
"Yeah," her voice broke, "it's just that you can read me like a book. I am always waiting for the other shoe to drop. When my parents died, I realized that the people you love the most can leave you without warning. Maybe that’s why I ended up with Antonio. Somewhere inside I knew we didn't really love each other and so I wasn't going to be cut too deep when it was over. This thing with you is terrifying to me. We're only at the beginning and I already think I would be destroyed if it ended."
"Let's not end it then," Cole said, kissing her again, "We get to decide, Claire. You and I. Let's decide to stay together."
Claire nodded and kissed him back, "Okay, Cowboy. You've got yourself a deal."
"Good," he said, moving his place setting over so he could stay close to her, "Now eat my soup before it gets cold."
They ate in silence for a moment with Cole resting his hand on Claire's knee.
"Wow, your soup is so much better than mine," Claire said as she finished the bowl.
"Isn't it though?" Cole said, making her laugh again.
Before their main courses came out, they each ordered a wine that would pair well with their meals. When the food arrived, they each tasted the other's dish and ate quietly, smiling into each other's eyes from time to time, both thinking about their earlier conversation.
When their dishes were cleared, Cole took Claire's hand, "Come with me."
He led her out through the open French doors onto the balcony. It was dark outside now and the city's skyline was a perfect backdrop as they stood alone in the warm night air. The trio was playing a version of Bryan Adams’ "Have You Ever Loved a Woman?"
Cole turned Claire to him and held onto the small of her back with one hand, holding out his other hand to the side in an invitation to dance with him. Claire obliged and he pulled her close to him, leading her with a surprising grace in a waltz. She could smell his cologne as she pressed her face close to his neck. With her heels on, she was several inches taller and she was grateful for the extra height. Their bodies moved together perfectly in sync, with no space between them. When the song ended, Cole wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, lips parted. Claire tucked her hands inside his jacket and wrapped them around his back, feeling safe and warm and loved. As they kissed, she slid her hands down over his firm ass. She could feel him becoming erect. He pulled his mouth away from her, "Ms. Hatley, this is a respectable dining establishment. There is no groping allowed here."
She grinned at him and reluctantly moved her hands back up, "Sorry about that. It's this suit. It makes me want to do very naughty things to you."
"Oh great," he said, "How am I supposed to walk back in there with a raging hard-on?"
Claire giggled, "Too bad there isn't somewhere out here that I could help you relieve that. I would really love to undo your pants and suck on your huge cock right now." She slid one hand around and caressed along his waistband with her finger.
Cole let out a groan, "Stop that!" grabbing her hand and holding it firmly in his.
"Sorry, but I did warn you about giving me champagne. You might as well have just propped me up on the table, poured it on my cunt and licked it off me because that's how wet I am right now anyway."
"I can't take you anywhere, can I?" he said with a strained voice.
"Not really. You'd be better off just chaining me to the bed in my lacy panties and keeping me for a sex slave."
"Oh Christ, you are really naughty," he said, pulling at his shirt collar.
"Only around you. You might have to spank me to get me to stop."
"You're enjoying this," Cole said in exasperation, "You're a little bit evil, Ms. Hatley."
Claire laughed and nodded, wrinkling up her nose, "A little bit, yes."
He smiled warmly at her and kissed her again, "You know, if you weren't so damn hot, I wouldn't put up with this."
"If you weren't so damn hot, I wouldn't act like this," she said, kissing him back, "So essentially you are responsible for my bad behaviour."
"I should apologize to myself. I've been putting me in an awkward position this
whole time."
"I was thinking the same thing. You really shouldn't put up with that crap from you."
They laughed for a moment and then Cole said, "I think I can make my way back to the table now."
"Would you like to share a dessert?" Claire asked, as they walked back inside, holding hands.
"If by 'share a dessert' you mean get two spoons and watch you devour it while we both pretend that isn't what’s happening, I'm in."
Claire used her free hand to gently slap him on the stomach, "A true gentleman doesn't discuss such things. He goes to his grave allowing his lady to believe she has fooled him."
"I'll try to remember that," Cole said as he held her chair out for her.
"Good. You do that and don't shush me again, and we're going to get along just fine."
"Deal."
They ordered the blueberry financier for dessert, with two spoons and two glasses of ice wine to go with it.
When the dessert arrived, Claire picked up a spoon and handed it to Cole, "You have to at least hold the spoon for a while and pretend for the people around us. Also, if you could take at least one bite, then your spoon will be used."
"For the benefit of the person bussing tables, I assume?"
"Exactly. And now you know everything you need to about women," she replied taking a sip of her ice wine and then scooping up a bite of the delicate French cake, along with the lemon berry compote.
"Thanks for the tips. I had no idea you women were so simple," Cole answered, taking his obligatory bite.
"Now you know," Claire paused, "I have to admit one more thing. I'm a little bit tipsy right now, which is a total faux pas on a first date. Now you are going to think I'm a lush as well as easy."
Cole chuckled, "Well then you're my favourite type of girl."
Chapter 51
Later, as they settled back into the limo, Claire rested her head on Cole's chest, feeling completely content. Cole put his arm around her, sighing happily.
"This has been the best day of my life. You are unbelievably romantic. Thank you, Cole," she said, nuzzling her nose into his neck.
"You're welcome, Gorgeous," he said, caressing her arm with his fingertips, "It was my pleasure. I always have so much fun with you. I'm either laughing or turned on."
Claire kissed the nape of his neck, inhaling his irresistible scent, "Me too. We're kind of perfect for each other," she murmured as she gently tugged at his ear lobe with her teeth.
Cole turned his face to hers and kissed her, "I love you, you know."
"I love you too. You were definitely worth the wait," Claire said, staring into his eyes.
Cole pulled her onto his lap, planting a long, hard kiss on her mouth. Her lips parted as she slid her tongue into his mouth. Their kisses became more eager as they left the city limits, causing the inside of the limo to grow darker.
Claire pulled her face away from Cole's, "Is the privacy screen up?"
They both looked.
"Yup," Cole said, as he slid his hand in between her thighs and up her dress, "This may be my new favourite way to travel," he said.
"Mine too. Let's go everywhere by limo," she said, undoing his dress pants and pushing her hand into his boxer briefs. His cock strained against the fabric as her fingers stroked his smooth skin.
Cole's hand found its way to her panties, causing him to pull his mouth back, "I thought you said you weren't wearing panties?"
"No, I said, 'who said I'm wearing panties' which leaves it open to either possibility. Disappointed?"
"Never," he replied, pulling her thong to one side and pressing his fingertips to her warm, wet pussy. He thrust two fingers inside, causing her to gasp. Cole lifted his other hand and pressed a finger to her mouth, "I don't want to shush you, but we have to be quiet if we are going to do this."
"Oh we're doing this," she smiled, pulling her mouth up and drawing his finger inside, sucking on it slowly.
Cole let out a low groan as he watched her full lips sucking on his finger.
Claire turned her body away from him, taking her hands out of his pants and using her thumbs to push his briefs out of the way. Cole lifted his hips to help her as she pulled the hem of her dress up to her waist.
Cole moved her thong out of the way and used his hand to guide himself inside her. Pushing down hard with her hips, she started rocking herself back and forth, rubbing herself over his length. She groaned as she moved. Cole put his hand up to her mouth. She bit down on his finger to stop herself from making noise. Cole's other hand was pressed against her sex, massaging her as she moved. They needed to move slowly and quietly to prevent themselves from being found out.
The limo took a curve on the highway, causing her to lose her balance momentarily. Cole caught her quickly around her waist and steadied her. He gripped her hips with his hands and pressed her down onto him and then back and forth. Back and forth, harder, deeper, over and over. Claire held one hand up to the ceiling of the car to give her more leverage and the other hand was behind her pressed between her ass and his lower abs. He continued to grind her body into his lap, their breathing becoming rapid, their skin becoming moist with sweat.
The alcohol fuelled her inhibitions. She was wild and free, riding her magnificent cowboy. She could feel her thong rubbing on her skin as she moved and it made her feel naughty. Claire turned her head and whispered to him, "I love the feel of your huge cock inside my panties."
Cole let a low moan escape his throat, turned on by her dirty words and the feeling of her silk dress in his hands as he pushed and pulled her over his lap. He leaned his head against the seat back and closed his eyes, taking in all of the sensations in his body, the motion of the limo smoothly moving over the road, the smell of her body mixed with her perfume, her tight wet pussy squeezing his dick as he moved her easily over him. They were fucking, giving in to the most primal need, with no regard to where they were.
Suddenly, he felt Claire's nails dig into his thigh and her body jerk over his as she started to come. He sat forward, putting one hand over her mouth and pressed his other arm over her chest, pushing her down hard onto him, thrusting himself deeper inside her pussy. She bit the side of his finger hard as she came. He could feel her juices pour over him as he started to come inside her in one violent gush. She thrust down hard on him, shifting her hips from side to side in quick, small movements, bringing on his next release.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he whispered into her back.
Claire tightened her muscles around him, feeling each wave of his orgasm deep inside her. He held her firmly, as they let a pure sense of satisfaction overtake their lust. Their breathing slowed to normal as Claire let her body relax against his strong chest. He closed his arms around her body, holding her to him, caressing her neck with his lips.
"You are a wild one, aren't you?” he asked in a low voice.
"I never used to be," she replied, "Something got switched on when I saw you showering by the pool that first night at the ranch. Being around you makes me want to fuck constantly."
The limo slowed and turned off the highway, onto the road out to the ranch. Claire lifted herself off Cole and reached for some tissue from a box on the bar. Cole took the tissue from her and wiped her gently with it, then put her panties back in place and helped her return her dress to a more decent position. He wiped himself down and tucked the tissues in his suit pocket, then zipped up his pants.
"I'm sorry the ride is over," Claire said, smiling lazily.
"Me too," he said, as the limo turned into the ranch parking lot, "But I have one more surprise for you."
Claire smiled at him, her eyes glowing with love, "More? How is that possible? You've already made this the most incredible day and evening in the history of dating."
The limo stopped and Will walked around to open the door for them. They stepped out and Cole gave him a large tip and the pair thanked him.
"Come on," Cole said, taking her hand and starting over towards his cabin, "I've been waiting
to show you this surprise since I thought of it. I can't wait!"
Chapter 52
As Claire hurried down the path with him, the air felt cool on her skin, waking her up from her post-sex haze. She shivered a bit as they walked. Cole slid his coat off and wrapped her in it to warm her. He put his arm around her and rubbed her arm up and down with his hand.
She looked up at his face, he was beaming with excitement. "You've got me so curious. You look so excited!" Claire said, enjoying his enthusiasm.