Chapter Twelve
Reed
Thankfully, I remembered the cameras outside the porch, or I might have dropped to my knees to show Cole how much I really appreciated him tonight.
Instead, I waited until we were in the living room.
I pulled away, yanked down Cole’s zipper, and tugged at his jeans, along with his underwear, to find his glorious cock standing at attention just for me.
I hadn’t really had the opportunity to appreciate it the night before, because we had been in such a rush.
But now I was able to take in the size—not too big, but girthy—and the heaviness of his balls that hung low.
“Reed, you don’t... I mean, it’s not that I don’t... Jesus Christ.” He groaned when I wrapped my lips around him. I glanced up to find his blue eyes filled with lust and heat. His hands were fisted at his sides, and I reached for one and guided it to my hair.
I popped off his length. “Touch me,” I whispered. “Pull my hair. I don’t care. Just touch me.”
“I...” Cole stared at me. “I’m not very experienced with this.”
I sat back on my heels. “You’re not a virgin.”
“No, but I’ve only had sex a couple of times and a handful of messy blowjobs that lasted two seconds before I came.” His entire face burned red. “I’m afraid that’s about to happen again.”
For whatever reason, I found that ridiculously hot. Because Cole carried himself like someone who knew what he was doing. Maybe he was what he would call romantically challenged, but he was good at the dating thing. He proved that tonight.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“What? No. I just don’t want to embarrass myself.”
“I don’t think that’s possible. And we can go all night if you want.”
Cole chuckled and dragged his hand through my hair. “I just don’t want to fuck this up again.” He groaned when I leaned forward to lap at the pre-cum that had beaded on the tip of his cock. “God, that feels amazing.”
“I won’t judge you if you come. In fact, I’d really like it if you did. Right here.” I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.
Cole threw back his head, laughing. “Okay, okay, I get it.”
“And I promise that I don’t care how fast it happens,” I assured him.
I once again wrapped my lips around his length.
This time I sucked him down all the way to the root.
The coarse hair of his pubes tickled my nose as tears stung my eyes.
Cole groaned deep inside his chest as I rolled his balls with one hand and palmed my own hard cock with the other.
I should have removed my own clothes so I could jerk-off.
Cole’s dick tasted salty and musty, felt hot and hard inside my mouth.
I curled my tongue as I worked him over, only pulling off to catch my breath for a second before I dove back in.
I wasn’t a novice at this. In fact, I liked to think I was pretty good at giving head.
I had given my first blowjob at a young age and felt like I had only gotten better as I got older.
From the sounds Cole was making, he wasn’t complaining.
He sank both his hands in my hair, tugging and pulling on it as he moaned and whimpered my name.
My own body craved relief, pulsing with want and need.
God, if I wasn’t careful, I might come in my jeans. Now that would be embarrassing.
“Baby, I’m going to come,” Cole warned.
I sucked harder. Give it to me. And that’s just what he did, letting out a low grunt before he blew hot cum into my mouth and throat. I hummed happily, swallowing every salty drop. I rested my head on Cole’s thigh until I felt him tug gently on my hair.
He gave me a shy smile. “I didn’t mean to do that.”
“You didn’t mean to come in my mouth?” I teased and climbed to my feet. I kissed him softly. “Casanova, that was hot as hell. Don’t apologize. I enjoyed it.”
Cole blushed. “Yeah, but I thought...I was hoping...” He ducked his chin and shook his head. “I told you I wasn’t a pro at any of this. I’m shy when it comes to all of this and very inexperienced.”
“We’re working on that.” I grabbed his hand, then helped him pull his pants back up. “Tell me what you were hoping to do with me tonight.”
His ears burned bright pink. “Sex.”
“Oh.” I hadn’t expected that. “You wanted to fuck me on the first date?” I wasn’t opposed to it; I just wasn’t prepped or prepared. Tomorrow, maybe. Or the next night.
Cole’s mouth dropped open. “No, I mean, I didn’t...I obviously respect you, Reed. I didn’t mean for it come out like that.”
“I need to make sure I’m prepped first, Casanova.
” I gripped his chin between my thumb and forefinger.
“I enjoy sex. It’s been a little while for me, though, and if you want me to put that cock in my ass, I’m going to have to work up to it.
” Cole’s eyes widened, and his cheeks darkened.
I giggled. “I promise you that sex is in our near future. Just not quite yet.”
He pressed his mouth to mine, wrapped an arm around my waist, and pushed me back against the wall. “I’m so glad I came here for the summer,” Cole whispered against my lips.
“That makes two of us.” I flicked my tongue against his. “Now, why don’t you get on your knees and let me come on your face.”
Cole stared at me. “Uh, what?”
“Unless you don’t want me to. I know you’ve never...” I laughed when he dropped to the floor and opened his mouth. “I guess that’s a yes.”
“I’ve never tasted another dude’s cum before, but I’m ready.”
“I can see how eager you are.”
Cole nodded. “Very, yes, please.”
My dick twitched happily as I unhooked my pants and dropped them to my ankles. “This won’t take long.” I spat in my hand and jerked myself slowly. “Fuck, you have a pretty mouth, Casanova. Want to fill it with my cum.”
“Yes, please.” He nodded.
I groaned at his eagerness. “I’ve wanted this for a long time.
” Heated pleasure zipped up my spine. “I can’t believe I get to finally experience this with you.
” Cole widened his mouth, and I whimpered.
“Show you what it’s like to be with a man.
Make you feel good and special. Because you are. You’re so damn perfect.”
And then I exploded. All over Cole’s face.
Most of it landed in his mouth, but some of it made it onto his nose and eyes, even into his hair.
He didn’t seem to care. He grinned at me when I was done, then swiped it from his cheek and sucked it off his finger.
My legs trembled, and I thought I might fall.
Cole shot to his feet and scooped me up into his arms.
“Come on, baby. Let’s get you into bed,” he whispered.
WHEN I WOKE UP THE next morning, Cole was wrapped around me like a koala.
His breath was hot in my ear, his arms tight around my chest, and I smiled as I listened to his soft snoring.
But then reality came crashing back down.
Cole was going to go back to Boston in a few weeks.
This was only temporary. And then what? He would forget about me again.
He would get drafted, move on, and we’d probably never speak again.
I struggled against his body. This was a bad idea.
I couldn’t do this. I was going to have to nurse another broken heart.
“Baby, are you okay?” Cole’s voice was thick with sleep.
I didn’t mean to wake him up. I tried to calm my racing heart as I twisted around to face him. “Hi.” I reached up to brush the curls from his forehead.
“Did you have a bad dream?” Cole asked, his brows furrowed.
I hadn’t meant to worry him. “I can’t remember.”
Why bring it up when we already had an expiration date? What was I going to tell him? We should try to make whatever this was work between us? The last thing he wanted was to have a long-distance relationship. That hadn’t worked for him before.
“I’m sorry.” Cole pressed his forehead against mine. He stared into my eyes with those deep blues before his lips curved up into a smile. “We should go down to the Bean and get something to eat.”
I tried to swallow around the lump in my throat. “Okay.”
“Are you sure you’re all right?” Cole tightened his arms around me.
“Are you having second thoughts about last night? Or about us in general? Because I really like you, and I want it to work. I thought maybe we could continue to see one another once we went home. If you don’t want that, I would be disappointed, but I would understand. ”
I knocked him onto his back and straddled his hips. “And what exactly are we?” I stared down into Cole’s face, his perfect blue eyes, his pink lips.
“Boyfriends?” he asked hopefully. “I mean, I’d like us to be. I guess I should ask you properly.”
He was really much better at this romance thing than he gave himself credit for. “Yes, we can be boyfriends. I’d really like that.” A smile bloomed over my face. “But you can’t get all crazy obsessed with me.”
“No, of course not. I would never do that.” Cole chuckled. “It’s not like you’re drop-dead gorgeous, funny, smart, or insanely talented.”
I snorted. “Likewise.” God, if I wasn’t afraid of having horrible morning breath right now, I would kiss the hell out of him right now.
“Boyfriends,” Cole murmured.
It sounded pretty good. “Boyfriends,” I repeated.
“I’ve never had one before.” Cole combed his fingers through my hair, then flipped me onto my back, and I found myself staring up at him.
“And that means when I come back for the holidays, we can see one another. Spend Thanksgiving together. Christmas. It will be awesome. And I can go back to school and tell everyone that I have a boyfriend. I can’t wait to show all my friends how hot you are. ”
And then Cole was off the bed, rushing from the room.
I chuckled softly as I sat up and swung my legs over the mattress.
I wasn’t sure what he was doing, but his happiness made me happy, which was all that mattered.
He might be getting a little carried away, but we could talk about that once he had settled down.
He came back into the bedroom with his phone.
“We need to take a selfie.”
I raised my brows. “Can I shower first? Maybe have some coffee and wake up? Then we can take a million selfies. You mentioned food.”
“I did. I wanted to go see Tate again.” Cole nodded. “He’s pretty great, my uncle.”
I had somehow forgotten they were related by marriage. “Why don’t we shower, then head down to the Bean and take some pictures there?”
“Sounds awesome.” Cole held out his hand and helped me stand. He pressed a kiss into my hair. “Boyfriend.”