Chapter 28
Our Time
Brooklyn
“What are ya up to?” DJ giggles.
“Stay still, they’re not dry.”
I sit on my knees on the bed with a towel around my waist as I have her foot in my hands. Music is playing in the background as I blow on her toes that I just finished painting. I’m no fool.
Things are becoming strained between us. DJ needs more and I can’t give that to her right now. I know she’s pulling away, and the distance has been growing between us.
I hate it, but I’ve buried us in this secret and it’s too late to change that. I still don’t want to burden her with the details that could become weaponized against us. I’m doing this as much for her safety as I am for Shauna’s.
I want to make this right, but I need more time. I wish I knew how much time that is. However, everything is up in the air with this Logan shit.
I promised her I’d prove that she can trust me, but I’ve been lying to her all this time. I need to find a way to fix this. I can’t lose her, and I can’t allow anything to happen to her or Shauna.
“Cole,” she moans as I begin to massage her foot.
“Ya have the cutest toes I’ve ever seen in my life,” I say as I look her in the eyes.
She looks back at me with a smile on her lips. I bring the sole of her foot to my face and ghost my lips and nose against her skin. Her body quivers enough for me to take notice.
I smile and kiss the bottom of her foot. I then begin to ghost my face against her skin, moving up her leg. Lauryn Hill and D’Angelo are singing about how nothing even matters.
We need this time and this connection. Pushing aside all exhaustion, I focus on her and only her. If I can show her how much I care, she’ll understand everything I’ve done for her later.
Biting my lip, I move up her body to hover over her face. I don’t go in for a kiss; I ghost my lips over hers. Then I drag my nose from her chin, over her lips, over the bridge of her nose.
“Cole, please,” she whimpers.
Placing my finger over her lips, I shake my head. There aren’t words for what we need right now. I need us to feel.
If she can feel me, she will know. I’m all hers and always will be. I’m taking her home as soon as the time is right.
Tugging the towel from around my waist, I toss it to the floor and settle between her legs. As I press the tip of my nose to hers, I look into her eyes, silently asking her if she’s with me.
She nods her head. Reaching for the side table, I grab a condom and place it on. I then take my time kissing my way down her neck. I’m in no rush.
This requires we take our time. I’m not trying to fuck. I want to make love to her.
I tease her pussy with my length as I move to hover over her face once again. I move to her ear as if I’m going to speak into it. However, I just breathe.
Then I drag my nose across her cheek until our lips are a breath apart. Her chest is heaving and she’s running her hands slowly down my back. I nip at her lower lip before taking her mouth in a passionate kiss.
As we kiss, I reach for her arms and pin them above her head. I then drag my fingers over her skin until our fingers are laced together. Our eyes remain on each other’s as I tighten my hold on her hands and finally slide into her body.
She gasps and throws her head back as I slowly rock into her. I roll my body into hers as she tightens her walls around me. I dig my toes into the mattress and fight not to start moving too fast.
DJ locks her legs around my waist tightly, trying to hold me off with her thighs. I keep driving into her, getting harder by the second. Releasing her hands, I reach for her thighs and open her legs so I can move freely.
She throws her head back with an open-mouthed silent scream. This is more intense than I was going for. Not wanting this to end, I begin to stroke more slowly.
Dipping my head, I pull her nipple into my mouth and gently suck on it. Her walls ripple around me, causing me to begin to suck harder.
I lift my head and look into her eyes. I silently tell her that I love her. I’d die for her. Nothing in my world matters without her.
She nods as if in understanding. That’s all I can ask for.
Deja
It has never been this way between us. This connection. I’m speechless.
It’s like he’s become a part of me. The music is only intensifying the moment. I feel Cole’s love for me.
All my frustration with him takes a back seat to this moment. He pulls out and rolls me onto my stomach. Straddling me, he thrusts back into me while dragging his face against my skin. I become lost in him. He’s so hard, yet gentle.
My senses are on overload. His breath fanning my skin, his hard dick moving in and out of me, the wet feel of his tongue as he licks between my shoulder blades—it’s all taking me higher and higher. I’m no longer sure where he starts and I end.
Even our panting is in sync. I want to whimper his name, but that feels like it might break this spell he has me under. Instead, I clench the sheets, bury my face in the pillow, and silently scream.
I don’t know how long we’re at it, but once he spills into the barrier for the final time, I can barely keep my eyes open. I drift off feeling satisfied and connected to him in an all-new way.
Nothing but Cole, Nothing but Cole, Nothing but Cole.
I giggle in my half-sleep state as I sing the words in my head.