by KB Winters
“You’re beautiful like this,” Cole whispered. His lips brushed against the side of my cheek, and I had enough presence of mind to move slightly so that our lips could meet in a soft kiss. I blushed slightly at the slick feeling of his face and my own unique scent, but I kissed him ravenously not put off by it. If anything, it was alarmingly hot to know that he enjoyed my flavor. “And as much as I really want to try everything with you right here and right now, we should take things to the bedroom.”
My hands clenched into fists, and I pushed against the door. Cole allowed the motion, leaning back so I could turn around. I coughed trying to wet my mouth enough to speak. “No.”
I looked up at Cole in time to see him raise an eyebrow in surprise. “No?”
“I am tired of denying myself. Martyrdom is stupid and I’m done with it,” I replied. My breaths were still coming out in pants, but now it was partially because of what I wanted to do next.
“Okay, then wha—“
“Take off your clothes.”
Cole blinked at me for a moment, before his lips quirked up in a smile. Without replying, he twisted his body in order to grab hold of the bottom of his shirt and pull it up and over his head. His rock hard abs made my mouth water and I wanted to run my tongue over every ridge. His sculpted pectorals were glistening slightly with sweat, and his arms made me remember how easily he seemed to hold me up and against the wall.
“And your pants.”
Cole smirked wider as he reached down to unbutton his jeans and slide them down his legs. I didn’t move as I watched him toe out of his shoes and kick off the garment.
“Commando?”
My question made him chuckle. “Always.”
I nodded. “Good.” With no other words, I stepped forward and fell to my knees in front of him. His cock was hard and jutted out away from his body proudly. I reached forward to wrap my hand around his impressive length before looking up. “Fuck my mouth.”
I saw Cole’s Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed, and I delighted at the fact that my demand seemed to catch him off guard. “What?”
I let my own lips curl up into a smirk before repeating, “Fuck my mouth.” I closed my eyes and leaned forward letting his cock slide across my cheek. “I want you to put your cock in my mouth and fuck it.”
“Jesus,” Cole gasped.
“And, I want you to talk dirty to me while you do it.” I opened my eyes and tilted my head up to look at his face. I could see he was conflicted and moved to reassure him. “I want to submit to you and do what you want. I want to swallow tomorrow and remember the feeling of your cock in my throat.”
“Fuck, talk about dirty talk,” Cole bit out as his cock jumped slightly in my hand. “Who knew that principals had such filthy mouths?”
“I suppose I’m full of surprises.”
Cole breathed deeply. “Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Yes. I want it.”
“Fuck baby, okay. Okay…” Cole’s voice faded out softly as one of his hands came to cup my cheek and the other buried itself in my hair. His sure grip made my cunt spasm slightly. “Pinch my hip if I hurt you or you need to stop, okay?”
I smiled and nodded my agreement. I let my hand slide off of his shaft as Cole’s hands moved my head slightly. When the tip of his cock brushed against my lips, I opened them and groaned at the taste of his precome. When his hard shaft abruptly pushed in, I groaned and dug my fingers into my own thighs. The flavor of him burst across my taste buds, and I sucked hard until my cheeks hollowed.
“Fuck,” Cole swore as one of his hands reached down to rest on my throat. “I can feel my cock in you, fuck baby.”
I whimpered in pleasure as his hips snapped forward. Even now, I could feel him holding back slightly determined not to hurt me. It made my body clench to think that even when surrounded by pleasure, Cole was still unable to hurt me. I swallowed around his dick until he was nestled firmly in my throat.
“Jesus, I can feel my cock in your throat,” Cole growled out, his grip tightening slightly. “How you take that is—God. You’re going to make me come already, baby.” He pulled his hips back allowing me to suck in some much needed air, before sliding back in. “Oh fuck, take that cock, baby. You’re so fucking good,” he snarled out, his hips starting to push in faster. He moved his hand from my throat to grip the base of his cock.
I moaned as I felt his cock grow harder in my mouth and swallowed as the head of his cock spurted slightly smearing precome on my tongue. His flavor was musky and bitter, but I was quickly finding that I couldn’t get enough.
“You like this,” Cole gasped out making me look back up at him. His expression was startled, and yet I could see the desire and arousal clearly in his gaze. “You like me being rough with you. Fuck, how can you be so perfect?”
His grip on my hair loosened until he was lightly petting the side of my head. His hip thrusts slowed until he pulled back completely with a grunt. I tried to stay still and not move with his motions as much as I wanted him back in my mouth. The sight of a rope of spit connecting my mouth and his cock made me shiver, and I sighed when one of Cole’s fingers brushed against my swollen lips.
“Get up.”
Cole’s growled demand made me whimper and I moved quickly to obey. As soon as I was standing, his hands grabbed my hips slamming me firmly against him and my lips were taken in a hard kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on for dear life as each push of his tongue between my lips made my cunt pulse with the need to have him buried deeply inside of me. I didn’t fight his movements as he turned me around and pushed me back in the direction of my bedroom. As soon as I knew we crossed the doorframe, I moved my hands down to unbutton my own shirt intent on feeling his skin against mine. Cole’s hands came up to help though our lips never parted and soon enough, our naked skin was gliding together.
“Touch me,” I gasped when his thumbs brushed against my hardened nipples. My plea seemed to unlock something fierce in him, because I abruptly found myself back on the bed with Cole’s lips and teeth attacking my sensitive nipples. Cole rolled on nipple between his thumb and forefinger before capturing the other lightly between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue. I grabbed the back of his head, my back arching as I let out a shout to the ceiling. Sharp spikes of pleasure shook my body as Cole feasted from my breasts as if famished. When my left nipple was taken into his mouth, I gasped lips parting on a whimper as the other was then given the same treatment. Back and forth he went, lavishing each nipple with hard licks and soft presses of teeth until both of my nipples were sensitive and the skin was brightly slick with spit.
Cole shifted his weight onto his hands and began moving down my body. I continued to move against him, encouraging each movement and ignoring the litany of pleas that fell from my lips. I no longer cared about pride or being a challenge. All I wanted, all I needed was Cole.
“More, please.”
Cole’s movements reached my waist, and he shifted back until he was half off the bed with my legs thrown over his shoulders. I moaned softly as rough hands slid down until they gripped the front of my thighs. My bosom moved up and down as my breath came out in pants. My thighs were parted and my cunt was displayed as if it were a feast.
“You are a feast,” Cole replied. I moaned as his fingers once again brushed at the lips of my pussy. I was unaware that I’d said that out loud, and I felt a small bit embarrassed at potentially having said anything else without noticing. I dug my head back against the pillow as I felt my cunt pulse again with the need for more. I was so wet that I had no doubt Cole could slide inside with no problems at all. That’s what I wanted after all. Instead, he leaned in again, and I could hear him take a deep breath in.
“Can I tell you a secret?”
Cole’s question made me snort despite how turned on I was. “You want to tell me a secret, right now? Seriously?”
He laughed at the incredulous tone of my voice. “Yeah.”
I lifted my head enough
to look down my body and meet his gaze. When he gave me a slow smile, I huffed out a breath. “Okay. What’s your big secret?”
“I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you.” He shifted his hold until I could feel his nose brush against the scant hair that framed my cunt. “You turned that guy down and then looked at me with such fury. Most women I’d met would have fallen over themselves by that point, but not you. You looked ready to chew me a new asshole too.”
I swallowed thickly. “And you liked that?” The sound of Cole’s voice made me twist my hands in the blanket below me. I was surprised by his confession, and yet proud at the same time. No one had ever said that to me.
“I loved it. I like the fact that you are independent and not afraid to call someone on their shit.” Cole’s fingers slid down until they rested lightly against the outside of my pussy lips. I couldn’t help the whimper that fell from my lips at his touch. My body was beginning to tremble with the need for more. “I like the fact that you made your own way, and that you’ve accomplished so much already. It’s fucking sexy.”
“I…would it be weird if I said thank you right now?” I asked with a smile. I lifted my head again to look down at Cole. He met my gaze with a grin of his own.
“Not at all.”
“Okay, then.” I nodded. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, baby.” Cole’s fingers brushed circles against me, and I had to close my eyes for a moment as the sensation washed through my body.
“So, now that you have me, what are you planning to do?” I asked, my lips curling up into a smirk.
Cole didn’t answer. Instead, his lips also turned into a smirk before a finger dipped between my lips and lightly penetrated my cunt. I drew in a sharp breath, blinking slowly. Cole watched my reaction, his gaze never leaving mine before his head went down, and I felt his tongue tracing the path his finger had just gone.
“Oh,” I moaned letting my head fall forward until my chin lightly brushed against my chest. “That feels so good.”
Cole lifted his head slightly with a sound that could only be described as hungry. “You taste so good. I swear I could lick you and taste you all night and it would never be enough.” He dipped back down taking another soft lick and humming softly. “And the noises you make—your little sighs and groans, make me want to hold you down until you can’t stand it and then fuck you hard until neither of us knew where one ended and the other began.”
“That sounds perfect,” I gasped out. “Are we going to do that anytime soon?” His words enflamed my blood and I couldn’t help but twist my hips to try to get his other fingers to join the first. I let out a noise of frustration when he moved with my motions denying me the relief I so desperately craved. “Damnit Cole, stop playing with me.” My demand was met with a chuckle and I let out another sharp noise of frustration.Finally, sick of his teasing, I released the blanket under me only to bring my hands up and bury them in Cole’s hair. I jerked his head slightly until I could glare down at him. “More.” My voice was hard but desperate, and if not for how much I needed to be touched right then, I might have been embarrassed at my begging. Still, it got me what I wanted as Cole leaned in licking the folds of my pussy before sliding his tongue inside.
The sounds he made, his tongue diving and shifting, were nearly obscene, and I didn’t even try to control my reaction to it. Cole flicked repeatedly at the hard nub of my clitoris and my hips pushed up, to get closer or further away I wasn’t sure. The pleasure was so sharp it almost hurt, and I used my hands to implore him to go deeper. His tongue obliged, pushing inside of my pulsing channel and igniting all of my nerve-endings. I couldn’t do anything except hold on and try not to break apart as waves of pleasure continuously beat over me. The feeling of two of his fingers sliding in beside his tongue made me cry out, and my back bowed up off the bed. I was sure my grip on his hair had to be painful, but if it was Cole paid it no mind. His grip on my thigh was so tight I was sure there would be bruises and the thought of seeing evidence of this night on me pushed my ardor even higher.
Too soon and yet not soon enough, I felt the muscles in my body start to tighten, and I moved one of my hands from Cole’s hair to my own breast. I pinched a sensitive nipple, gasping as a bolt of pleasure shot up my spine. I could tell the moment when Cole noticed what I was doing, because his tongue went wild thrashing against me and inside me. His fingers curled together and began thrusting faster even as his tongue resumed flicking my clitoris. In the end, there was no holding back and with a final cry, I tumbled head first into pleasure.
“Oh god,” I whined, as my body was hit with my second even more powerful orgasm of the night. “Fuck, Cole…” My voice trailed off with a sigh as I came down from the incredible high of my climax.
“Savannah,” Cole whispered, his eyes focused on my own. He licked his lips before letting go of my thighs and crawling over my prone frame. I dropped my hands from his hair letting them fall back to the bed.
“Are you going to fuck me now?”
Cole huffed out a laugh before lowering himself down onto me. “No. I’m going to make love to you.”
I swallowed thickly, and tried to ignore the stuttered beat of my heart at his words. No one, not even my ex, had ever talked about making love to me. They had all either mentioned sex or fucking, but never love-making. “I don’t…”
“It’s okay, baby,” Cole whispered. He leaned down kissing me softly and spreading my slick across my chin. “I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.”
I blinked. “You already did.” I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled in until I could feel the length of his shaft resting against the inside of my thigh. Cole smiled before giving me another sweet kiss, and I felt my body melt even further against the bed. I could feel Cole’s hands moving between us, sliding the condom over his thick cock before one gripped my hip tightly. “Yes,” I whispered as he began to sink into my cunt.
The feeling of him pushing inside of me inch by inch was exquisite. I’d been with one guy who was bigger to the point of discomfort, but Cole’s cock seemed to push even deeper lighting me up from the inside and igniting every nerve cell in my body.
“You okay?”
I realized that I was making slightly broken noises and calmed myself enough to answer that I was fine. Something about this time was different and suddenly I knew what he meant about making love. When our hips met and he paused, I was startled to realize his heart was beating in sync to mine, but it was as if a door that had been locked for so long was thrown wide open, and I was helpless to the onslaught of desire that ran through me.
“Fucking move Cole. Make love to me.”
As if Cole were feeling it too, he immediately followed my demand slowly drawing his hips back until only the head of his shaft remained. For a moment, he paused there, his eyes gazing into my own as if he were searching for some missing piece of an invisible puzzle. I gazed back steadily, waiting impatiently for him to find whatever it was he needed. Finally, Cole bucked back into me, the sound of our hips meeting ringing out through the otherwise quiet room.
My gasps of pleasure at being filled so quickly and so thoroughly quickly turned to cries as Cole’s large cock rubbed maddeningly against the walls of my cunt. Each pass sent shocks of pleasure throughout my whole body, and I dug my nails into his back to hold on. Noises, grunts and groans from both of us, filled the room as did the scent of sex and it pushed my arousal even higher. One of Cole’s hands pinned my hips down to the bed while the other gripped the back of my neck pulling my head up until our lips met in a kiss that was more teeth than anything. When the angle of his hips changed, I could feel his cock brush against something that sent my body into overdrive, and I ripped my mouth away to let out a loud shout.
Cole buried his face into my neck and drew the sensitive skin of my throat between his teeth. I had a half thought to remind him not to leave any marks before a well-placed thrust sent it flying from my mind. The soft bite of his teeth made my
hips twist, and I tried furiously to push myself further into his punishing thrusts.
“Harder,” I begged, thoughts of pride long gone in the face of overwhelming desire to lose myself in Cole. When his hips snapped against me even harder, I let out a wild laugh. This was everything I never knew I needed—uncontrollable pleasure that let me see past the future, and making plans, and just enjoy who I was in the now. I needed this feeling—I craved it. And what was even more, I knew that I was safe with Cole while experiencing it.
It was that last thought, of being safe with Cole, that sent me crashing into my most powerful orgasm of the night, and my back arched impossibly high as I screamed out my pleasure into the night. I knew my body had to be unbearably tight because I could hear Cole’s panting breaths stop abruptly. His grip turned crushingly hard against my hip and with a jerk of my head, his lips slammed down on mine.
My vision flickered as we breathed frantically together. Our kiss was more of just our quick breaths blowing into one another’s mouths as we both came down from our highs.
“Fuck,” Cole groaned, sweat from his body dripping down onto mine. Both of our limbs were twitching slightly in the aftermath and with a groan of my own, I unhooked my legs from his hip. I hissed as my muscles protested the movement and let them slide to rest on the bed. Cole’s cock was still inside of me, and I smile at hiss gasp when my movements shifted his cock. When he opened his eyes, we stared at one another, and I knew that my look of awe was mirrored in his gaze. I didn’t know about him, but sex had never been like that for me before.
“Me neither.”
I blinked and then cursed my lack of brain to mouth filter. Cole’s expression shifted to one of amusement, and I wondered if I’d said that out loud as well.
“Remind me to kick your butt in the morning,” I rasped out, smacking him lightly on the arm.
“Uh huh,” Cole snorted. He pulled back and I shivered as his cock slid from within my folds. My pussy had to be as sensitive as his now soft shaft, and I smiled slightly when I saw him shiver as he slid the condom off. He tied it off and quickly walked into the connecting bathroom as I laid back and closed my eyes. I could hear his soft footsteps as he padded back into the bedroom, and my eyes shot open when I felt a warm cloth wiping at the slick between my thighs.