15. Cole
Fifteen
Cole
“You’re so damn jumpy,” Danny whispers into my ear. “I know you’re eager for this dick…”
We’re seated at the little breakfast nook at Anthony and Bella’s.
A large hand snakes down from my knee up to my thigh.
My dick betrays me and twitches in my boxers.
I take in a deep breath.
“Do you guys want another cookie?”
Anthony walks over to us and I push Danny’s hand off my leg.
“Yes, please,” I say knowing I probably sound too excited for this damn chocolate chip cookie.
“Bella is getting the movie ready,” Anthony says as he offers the tray.
We both take one and I can’t help but notice how annoyed Danny is but he remains cordial.
“So you both are into horror movies?”
Tony nods. “We are!”
The two go back and forth and on and on about horror movies. I mumble some excuse to escape the bathroom and try to force myself to piss. Nothing happens and I end up washing my face instead.
Guilt tramples my chest. Danny never wanted any of this and not only has he been really chill, but even thoughtful. He brought my friends flowers in a cute little vase and Tony has been giving me the cheesiest smiles all night. Yet all I want is my boss.
But I can’t have him.
When I finally emerge from the bathroom, everyone is scattered on the enormous sectional.
Danny opens his arm to me and I accept, burrowing into his side.
He mumbles some sexy nonsense into my ear but leaves it at that as the movie begins.
At some point Tony goes into the kitchen to grab us drinks and Bella runs upstairs to use their bathroom.
Danny doesn’t hesitate to use this opportunity to touch me. In one swift moment he puts one hand on each of my sides and slides me into his lap.
I’m greeted by his hard dick straining in his dark wash jeans.
“Fuck I’ve missed your tight hole.”
I’m almost convinced he’s turned a new leaf. Has he cast away all his selfish tendencies?
“You know you want this thick dick inside of you, don’t you?”
His warm breath tickles my neck and it makes me giggle.
“What’s going on out there?” Tony asks in a joking voice from the kitchen.
Tugging at my pants band, I can tell Danny is about to reach in and grab my dick.
“Nothing!” I say, trying to wiggle free from his tight grip. “Not when they could walk in on us.”
Scooting over, I plop down back where I was just as Tony steps back into the room.
“Gin and tonic,” he says handing me my favorite drink.
“Beer for you,” he says to Danny.
Then he places a tall Long Island on the coffee table.
“What’s Bella having?” Danny asks, his free hand wrapping around me firmly.
I feel marked, as if I’m all his. But not in the same sense when Sal left all those marks on my skin…
I shut down these stupid comparative thoughts. They’re useless and will get me nowhere. I need to lean into Danny’s touch and enjoy it.
“Bella is a lightweight. She’s gonna stick to bubble water.”
“Alright.” Danny nods then takes a long swig of his drink.
I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he takes a long pull of his drink. Doing the same, I down half my drink.
Tony chuckles then sets his drink down and sinks back into the couch. He opens his arm for Bella and holds her. They’re so freaking cute.
I find myself studying them instead of the horror movie.
Bella’s got ruby red frames and orange hair. Freckles speckle her pale skin. She dresses like an art teacher, a long sleeve tie dye shirt of pink and blue, and black leggings with jean coveralls shorts over top. She’s almost ten years younger than him but they go together so well. She’s quiet and sweet and honestly, Tony is more outspoken than her but pretty quiet too.
They look so happy.
Could I look as content as them? Am I being too picky?
Before I know it my drink is gone, Danny is coaxing me off the coach, and Tony and Bella are hugging me goodbye.
“You okay buddy?” Tony whispers at the door.
I nod.
“Okay.”
“Thanks for tonight,” I say, patting him on the back.
“Get him home safe,” Tony says to Danny.
“Bye!” Bella says, waving excitedly.
“Bye!” Danny and I say in unison.
Danny has his arm slung around me as we walk down the steps and to his car. Even in the dark the cherry red car is bright and easy to find.
I don’t know if it’s the drink, or what, but my head is spinning and when Danny opens the door for me, I don’t get in.
Instead, I lean over and hurl into the grass.
Danny scoffs and jumps back. “What the hell?”
“I don’t know,” I say, trying to catch my breath.
My throat burns and I look up at Danny bleary eyed and trying to stop myself from puking more. It doesn’t work.
After five minutes I think my stomach is empty.
“Dude, you okay?” Danny asks from the driver’s seat where he’s hanging out watching me suffer.
I nod and wipe my face with my sweater sleeve.
Falling into the seat, I pull the door closed with a shaky hand.
“Let’s get you into bed.”
And for the first time, he’s not being sexy or trying to fuck me when he says that.
Danny drives too fast and gets me home and in bed.
He sits on the edge of my comforter. “Thanks for tonight. It was nice…”
He looks at me with a warmth I’ve never seen before.
“Goodnight Cole.”
“Night Danny.”
The front door closes and I realize it’s gonna stay unlocked because I’m only leaving this bed to puke.
Next to the glass of water is a bowl.
Okay so no need to leave the bed at all. Perfect.