“You ready? I think you will like this one. It has everything on your list; it is just a little over your price.” Cole said as he walked inside.
I followed him in and couldn’t take my eyes off his ass. He was a fine specimen. He led me around the house, pointing out the key features I had wanted in the house. I tried to pay attention as best I could but all I could really see was his gorgeous body walking in front of me. He asked me a question. What??
“I am sorry, what did you say?” I could feel my face heating as I looked up at him.
His eyes grew dark. “Are you paying attention there, miss?”
“Ye...yes I am. I just was admiring a few things in the house and didn’t quite hear you.”
“I asked you what you thought.” He said, a grin starting on his face.
What I really think is let’s go fuck on the floor and christen this house.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts and saw him chuckle. He must know he’s driving my insides wild. The cocky jerk.
I inhaled and answered him. “I really like it. I like how it has everything I want and the convenient location. I just don’t really like the price.”
He nodded. “Well remember, we can always work on the price. You can offer lower, of course, and sometimes you need to pay a little more to get everything you want.” He winked and I felt my panties get wet. His mouth is so luscious; I want to feel it on every part of me.
“Yes, you are right. This is definitely staying on my list.”
“Good. On to the next one, then?”
I nodded and followed him out, watching his body move effortlessly. I wanted to wrap my entire body around his and get lost in him. What the hell am I thinking?
We spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon looking at 4 more houses. I liked them all. Two of them didn’t have everything I wanted but had other positive attributes that made them possibilities. This was going to be a tough decision.
My desire for him grew stronger as the day went on. I couldn’t help it, he just oozed sex and I wanted every part of it even though my brain was screaming no. He knew the effect he was having on me. He grinned and laughed every time he caught me staring at him. He would lean in close to me at times he didn’t need to, or brush against me as he passed by.
And then it happened.
We were in the last house together, admiring the backyard and enjoying the afternoon sun. We had sat down on the steps next to each other. He looked over at me, studying my profile.
“So Charlotte, what is your story?” He asked.
“Um, I really don’t have a story.” I shrugged.
“Everyone has a story; a gorgeous woman like you must.”
I could feel myself turn red from head to toe. He called me gorgeous. My desire only grew. “Okay, well. I work for myself as a psychologist at a practice called Southeast Counseling. I am buying a house for myself because I think it’s time to make this big purchase and to invest my money in something. I am tired of paying rent. I work hard for my money, might as well put it to good use. What about yourself?”
He glanced down, and then looked back up, his intense gaze holding mine. “I sell houses and for fun, I like to go out, ride my bike, and get into trouble.” He winked at me, nudging my arm.
I giggled. “Trouble huh? You do look like the type, I must say.”
“Oh really? And what type would that be?”
I looked away. “You know...” I played with the hem on my skirt, feeling nervous and excited all at once.
“No I don’t really know but please do enlighten me.” He had leaned even closer now, my legs trembling from the heat. The sides of our bodies were touching and I was melting, my panties soaked. I could barely breathe.
I turned to look at him, licking my lips ever so slowly. I tried to think of what to say but I was mesmerized by his face, his beautiful, chiseled face.
Then his lips were on mine and he crushed them against me. He ran his tongue along my mouth, pushing gently so I would allow him in. I did and he deepened the kiss, our tongues playing and exploring with each other. He ran his hands over my legs, up my side, traveling slow up to my breasts. I leaned into him, passionately kissing him back, my mind exploding with want and need.
He broke away and we both were panting. “Holy shit.” He whispered under his breath. He glanced at me, his eyes boring into mine.
I couldn’t even speak. I was frozen, his kiss had been unbelievable. I could feel the sparks flying, in my head, on my lips, running between us and surrounding us. I wanted him so bad I could taste it.
He stood up and offered me his hand. I took it and he led me into the house. He shut the sliding porch door behind us and then lifted me up and onto the kitchen counter. I gasped. No man had every lifted me with such ease before.
Cole stepped in between my legs, running his hands along my body and up to my face. He pulled my face down to his and began kissing me frantically. I could feel his need, his desire, burning through his kiss. With me sitting on the counter, our heights matched, and I was able to feel his torso all over. The muscles were deliciously well toned and muscular.
He slid his hands up my skirt, his fingers grazing my panties. He broke away from the kiss, panting. With his eyes not leaving mine, he slid my top off, running his hands over my black lace bra. Then he slid my skirt up as he made his way down my body with his mouth. He kissed my breasts over my bra, and continued trailing kisses down my stomach, and continuing down to my thighs.
He kissed the inside of my thighs, licking and nipping, endlessly teasing me. I threw my head back, running my hands through his hair. I wanted him so bad I couldn’t stop wiggling closer to his mouth. His breath was hot on my pussy and I thought I was going to come right then.
He trailed kisses up to my clit, pulling me closer to the edge of the counter, so that I was half hanging off. He slide my panties down effortlessly; then his tongue was caressing my clit. I pulled on his hair, a small moan escaping my lips.
His tongue tortured my pussy, up my seam, sucking my lips, circling my clit; he slid two fingers inside and I gasped, moaning out loud. He slid his fingers in and out, in and out. My mind went blank. Fuck, this feels amazing. I am going to come soon.
“I’m going to come; I am going to come Cole.” I shouted at him, moaning in pleasure.
All of sudden, he stopped, right before the orgasm was going to take hold of me.
“No, no don’t stop.” I cried out.
“If you are going to come, Charlotte, you are going to come on my cock.” Cole said.
He unbuckled his pants, freeing his erection. I ran my hands along his warmth, feeling his hardness beneath my fingers. Cole was very well endowed and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me. He took a condom out of his pocket, and placing my hands on his hips, he ripped the condom open, sliding it down his shaft. “Are you ready?”
I didn’t even have a chance to answer before he plunged inside me. I cried out in ecstasy. He slid in and out, going faster with each thrust. We fit together like perfect puzzle pieces.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I screamed his name and came hard on his cock, my pussy squeezing his cock and pulling him in deeper. He found his release seconds later, groaning and whispering my name. “Fuck, Charlotte.”
Afterwards, we leaned back against the counter, trying to catch our breath. He wrapped his arms around me, resting his head on my chest. When our breathing slowed, he pulled away, leaning back to look at me.
“Wow. That was amazing. And hot. Can I take you out to dinner?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Now you want to buy me dinner after you fucked me?”
He grinned. “Of course. You deserve to be treated like a lady.”
I knew it was a bad idea but I said yes. How could I resist?
Chapter 6
I flopped down on my bed as soon as I got home. My body was tingling, still full of sensation. My mind was reeling. Fuck. Did that really just happen? Did I really just fuck my re
altor in a house I may buy?
It was incredible; I have never felt such a strong connection with someone. Cole was fucking hot, making my insides wet. I could orgasm just looking at him. But he was only going to hurt me. He didn’t do relationships, I could tell. I am surprised he even liked me, given all of my extra curves and thick hips. I was probably just a pump and dump, like all the rest.
I had to chock it up to amazing sex. We had that connection because of wonderful sex and that was it. I bet he won’t even ask me to dinner. He just wanted sex.
I don’t even know if he was still going to help me find a house. If not, I will get another realtor. I will miss staring at his hot ass.
No Charlotte. Stop it. He is trouble.
I met Cheryl, Erica, and Sarah for lunch the next day. Sunday was always my relax day, sometimes stepping out to have some fun too. A little shopping and a little dining was all I needed to end my weekend and start my work week.
I sat down at the table. Only Sarah was there so far.
She gave me a hug, giving me a long look. “Charlotte, you are glowing. Did your house hunt go well yesterday?” She winked.
I blushed, feeling the heat creep up my neck and into my face. “Yes, yes it did. I found a couple I am interested in.”
“And? That’s all you have to say? I want details girlfriend! What did they look like, did they have everything you needed, and are you going to keep looking or what?” Sarah couldn’t contain all of the questions that came pouring out of her mouth.
I giggled to myself. “Slow down, love. I will tell you everything. It’s funny though, I can’t remember that much about the houses.”
Sarah stared at me, trying to read my thoughts. “What do you mean?” She suddenly gasped. Her hand flew to her mouth. “Charlotte, what happened?”
“I couldn’t help it…he kissed me and next thing I know we are fucking like rabbits on the kitchen counter.”
Sarah let out a tiny scream. “What! On the kitchen counter of one of the houses he was showing you? Omg. How scandalous. How…sexy. Holy shit. Was it good? It must’ve been good.”
I giggled at Sarah. She was so innocent yet not prudish at all, it was adorable. “I know, so bad. So unprofessional. But Sarah, it was the most mind-blowing sex I have ever had. I couldn’t resist him. The connection we have is insane; I can actually feel it pulsating between us. We fit together so perfectly. I lost sense of everything around me; there was just me and him.”
Sarah’s eyes widened as she listened intently. “I pray one day I get to experience something like that. I am beyond jealous right now. But so happy for you.” Sarah smiled, reaching over to grab one of my hands. “Just see where it goes. Don’t give up too easy, Char, thinking you already know him. People are full of surprises and you can’t judge a book by its cover.”
I nodded in agreement. “You are right. Let’s just keep this on the down low for now though, ok?” I asked Sarah.
“Yes, of course. Give yourself as much time and space as you need. I just wanted you to be aware so you wouldn’t lose out. Sometimes life brings people to you on purpose.”
Later on that evening, Cole sent me a text. “You were delightful earlier. Let me take you to dinner tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at 7pm.”
I smiled and put my phone down. I wanted to say yes but I knew it was not good. It was only going to end up with me heartbroken. I should just chalk it up to hot sex and move the fuck on.
I sent a text back. “Thank you Cole, but we should really just stick to business. When can we meet to talk about the houses we looked at? Have you found anymore?”
He answered quickly. “Why can’t I take you to dinner? How about we discuss the houses over dinner?”
I sighed but chuckled to myself. He was a slick one. “Good work Cole, good work. I commend you. I would prefer 6pm, as I have an early day on Monday.”
“Doesn’t matter to me gorgeous, as long as I can see your pretty ass, I will come any time you tell me, in more ways than one.”
I laughed out loud. He was something else. I texted back a goodnight and decided to call it a night. I lay in bed, running my hands over my naked body, letting my satin sheets caress my skin. I thought of Cole and how gorgeous he was. I couldn’t believe he was attracted to me.
Mmm…Cole was fucking delectable, his body so hot and rugged. I wanted to wrap my mouth around him, sucking and tasting him until he came. Then I wanted to ride him. Holy shit, he was fucking hot.
As I thought of Cole and all the things I wanted to do to him, I used King to rub my clit and my seam over and over. I could feel my orgasm building and building until finally it poured through me as I cried out Cole’s name. I rode the waves of my orgasm, wishing Cole really was here inside me. I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of him next to me.
The next morning, I couldn’t stop thinking about Cole. He was running through my mind on repeat, driving me insane. I masturbated again when I woke up and then again in the shower.
Fuck. What the hell is wrong with me?
I have never gotten off that much in such a short period of time. Cole was doing things to me and he wasn’t even here in the flesh. This man was poison. He was seeping into every part of me.
When 6pm finally rolled around, I was dressed to the nines. I had a sleek black dress on that hugged my curves and flattered my bigger figure nicely. It had an empire waist with a flowing mid-length skirt, along with a sweetheart neck line. I paired it with a cute black jacket, my black high heeled boots, and some chunky jewelry. I let my hair hang down in loose curls and I had on just a touch of makeup. I added some perfume and I felt ready.
Cole arrived on time and I slowly walked to the door, taking deep breaths. I had to not lose control and not let my desire take over. I opened the door and heard Cole inhale sharply. “Charlotte. You look amazing.” He said, his eyes running over every inch of my body.
I flushed. “Thank you, so do you. Come in.” I stepped back so he could come in and I stared at his fine body as he walked by. He had on a nice pair of business slacks with a button down collared shirt with a few buttons undone. Enough to make me want to lick him.
I shut the door and followed him into the living room. He turned to face me, a small grin playing on his lips. I felt my stomach clench with desire. He stepped closer to me and I gasped. He whispered in my ear, “You smell gorgeous too. I don’t think I am going to be able to control myself.”
His words melted me on the spot. I focused on my breathing, trying not to think of how close he was to me and how electric he made me feel.
Suddenly, he pushed me back against the wall, pinning me there with his arms, his lips crushing mine. He kissed me fiercely, the passion flowing between us, the heat rising. I couldn’t think of anything else except his lips on mine.
I opened my mouth to his demanding tongue and let him explore the inside, tasting every inch of me. His hands began roaming up and down my sides, over my breasts, down to my ass, squeezing and cupping it.
I moaned in my throat, only causing him to push into me harder, his erection rubbing against my thigh. I wanted to feel him inside my mouth, I wanted to taste him. I broke the kiss suddenly and quickly spun him around so that I was facing him, with his back to the wall.
He looked shocked, his eyes wide. I grinned. Then I slowly sank to the floor, shimming my ass for him on the way down. He watched, enjoying the show. I unzipped his pants and freed his hard cock. I placed my tongue on the tip, licking slowly around the top, then closing my mouth down on it and sucking quickly.
He gasped, a moan escaping his throat. He was watching me, his hands running through my hair, holding onto my head. I began to suck harder, pulling all of him into my mouth. I took him in and out, sucking and licking, and squeezing his balls at the same time. I looked up and he was looking down at me in complete awe.
It only fueled me to go further. I let him fuck my mouth until he came, out of breath and sweating above me. I slid back up his body until I reached his six pac
k which I began to slowly lick. Every inch of him tasted delicious, I wanted to savor every part. I kept licking and kissing until he had pulled my head up and began kissing me intensely.
He pulled away, looking into my eyes. “That blowjob was fucking mind-blowing.” He leaned down to kiss me again and then lead me over to my couch. He spun me around. “Place your hands on the couch, ass in the air.” He commanded.
Fuck, did he really just say that?
I did as he said, excited and nervous. I heard him rip a condom open and then he plunged inside me. I felt so full, so complete. He began thrusting, moving harder and faster each time. It felt so good, I completely forgot about everything else except for him.
He ran his hands all over my body, concentrating on my nipples, playing and teasing them. Cole went in and out, in and out, over and over again. I could feel the orgasm building, ready to rip through me. “You are close, aren’t you? I can feel your pussy clenching.” He growled as he continued thrusting me.
“Yes...yes, I am going to come. Oh Cole, I am so close.” I moaned over and over again, my body on fire from all of the sensations. We both came at the same time, our bodies finding release together. I screamed his name while he moaned mine.
Then we collapsed on the couch together.
Chapter 7
I began a whirlwind relationship with Cole that I didn’t know how to stop, but I didn’t want it to stop. I loved every minute of it, feeling like I was on a ride of a lifetime. But then I kept telling myself I was going to get hurt. It would only be a matter of time before we ended. And then what would I do? I would be devastated because I could feel myself falling for him. I don’t know if I would be able to find someone with the chemistry that Cole and I had. It’s addicting, heady, and never enough. I always wanted more. And Cole seemed to too.
We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We were seeing each other almost every night, texting all day. Our nights were filled with fucking each other’s brains out and exploring every inch of our bodies. There wasn’t just sex though. Cole was a really remarkable man underneath all his bronze. He had inherited billions from his family but still worked to make his own money.
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