by KB Winters
“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 inflamed 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. “Dammit 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.
“Can I keep you?”
The question left my lips before I could even stop to think about it, but Cole’s movements didn’t falter. He was quiet even as he wiped himself down with a grimace.
“Too soon?” I asked, my voice small at the thought that maybe I’d messed whatever this was between us up. Cole tossed the rag over his shoulder before pulling up the blanket at the end of the bed and shifting me onto my side so he could slide behind me.
“Never.”
His softly uttered answer made me smile and I settled back against him sighing when his arms enveloped me in his embrace. I closed my eyes with a smile and brought my hands up to tangle with his. It was so peaceful lying there in his arms, and I enjoyed the fact that my mind was blissfully silent for once. Nothing at all could break the peace I’d found within Cole’s strong embrace.
“Move in with me.”
My eyes flew open. “What?” I turned around until I could face Cole. “What did you just say?”
He sighed before shifting and reaching over me to turn on the lamp beside my bed. “I said, move in with me.”
I stared at him as if he were crazy. Surely he wasn’t serious, right now? “You can’t be serious.”
“Why not?”
I moved to sit up and stared down at him. His expression was firm and determined as if he had already made up his mind about the whole thing. “Why not?” I repeated his question, my confusion and disbelief clear in my voice. “How about because we barely know one another.”
“We know enough about each other to know we don’t want to be apart.”
“Not wanting to be apart and wanting to exclusively date is a far cry from actually living together Cole.” I crossed my arms across my chest. “Plus you live with your mom.”
“Ah ah, correction—my mom lives with me. There’s a huge difference.”
“Plus,” I continued on ignoring him. “Your little sister lives with you.”
“So?”
“So?” I exclaimed, my voice going shrill at how unperturbed he was. Did I somehow get trapped in some strange parallel universe? “Your little sister is a student at my school.”
“I’m sure plenty of parents have their children at the same school they work at and everything is fine there. Plus you don’t even teach her so there wouldn’t be any kind of conflict of interest.”
“That’s not the point!” I pushed the covers back and jumped out of bed.
“Then what is the point, Savannah?”
I whirled around to face Cole and tried to ignore the stirring of arousal in my body as I saw how good he looked reclining in my bed. “The point is, we have had miscommunication after miscommunication even though we’ve barely been dating for a month and now you’re asking me to move in with you? It’s too abrupt! It’s too soon to—“
“I’m being relocated.”
“—even think about moving in tog—what?” My stream of words ground to an abrupt halt as what he said pierced my brain. “You’re being what?”
Cole sighed before pushing back the covers and walking around the bed to stand in front of me. “That was part of the reason why I had to leave so abruptly last week. I got the call about being relocated.”
I blinked unable to process what I was hearing. “But…why? I thought you liked it here. Did I do something?”
“No,” Cole insisted leaning forward and putting his hand on my shoulders. “You haven’t done anything but be wonderful.”
“Then why?” I asked softly trying to understand.
“My contract with the Marine Corps is almost up, so I had to decide what it was I wanted to do next.” Cole ran a hand through his already tousled hair. “I applied for a program analyst position at the Department of Veteran Affairs a few weeks before I met you. The position would allow me to occasionally work from home, and I was able to choose from a few different cities to reside in—one of them is in Baltimore and it’s close to a medical research treatment center.”
“Work from home…medical center…I don’t follow.”
Cole sighed again before pulling me back over to the bed. I followed his motions and sat down trying to ignore the feeling of dread that was welling up within me.
“My Marine Corps contract is up, but rather than become just a normal civilian, I wanted to find government work helping other veterans. Plus, since one of the locations was near the treatment research center, I put my name in the running for it. My commander put in a good word for me since he knew I was looking to get out soon.”
“Why did you do that?” I asked looking down at our hands.
“Because that particular treatment center focuses on helping people with the disease my mom has—CRPS. I’ve never really told you about it, but it’s a chronic, painful disease and she can’t exactly hold down a job with it. The analyst position means that I won’t have to worry about being shipped out anywhere. There’s a little travel involved, but it’s only national so I can be close and continue to take care of my mom while she’s at the center.” Cole’s answer made me look up at him. “There’s no cure yet—maybe not for a long while, but they have had some success in helping those with the disease to live longer and alleviate some of the painful symptoms. Plus it will relieve my little sister of some of the burden of taking care of our mother while I’m indisposed.”
“Oh,” I said quietly. “Well, that’s great news. That will be great for your mom for sure,
and at least then your sister will have more time to be a teenager and focus on school.”
Cole clutched my hands. “That’s why I want you to come with me.”
“Cole I—“
“I know it’s soon—much sooner than I planned on asking, but baby,” he cupped his hand against my cheek bringing my gaze back up to his. “I want to continue this.”
“I do too Cole, I really do but…” My voice trailed off. A huge part of me wanted to just give in and say of course I’d go with him, but that small scared part of me worried that this was too much too soon. “But what happens if we don’t stay together? What happens when you decide that you no longer want to be with me?”
“That won’t happen.”
I jerked my hands away and stood up. “I can’t, Cole. As much as I…I just can’t.” My voice trembled as I wrung my hands together. Every part of me was fighting against my words, and I wanted to throw myself into his arms and take back my rejection.
Cole stood as well and looked at me. “I’m sorry.”
Swallowing thickly, I could only nod as I felt all the good feelings I’d had from our time together fall to the pit of my stomach. With a barely contained sob, I turned and fled to the bathroom unable to keep my tears at bay. I’d just gotten Cole back, and now I was really and truly losing him for good.
The sounds of him moving around in the bedroom were loud to my ears, and I held my hand over my mouth to smother my sobs. I could hear him searching for and putting on his clothes and that was something I didn’t need to see. I knew if I saw him putting on his clothes for the last time, I would be unable to stop myself from breaking down and begging him to stay.
I didn’t know how long I stayed in the bathroom, but when I finally got the courage to crack open the door and look out, Cole was gone and this time I doubted I would be hearing from him again. I crawled into bed, letting my sobs ring out loudly until I could collapse into my pillow. Everywhere, the scent of him surrounded me and where before it had been comforting and pleasant, now it only brought me pain. I stared at the wall in front of me, not bothering to brush the tears from my cheeks as I fell into a fitful slumber.