Chapter Forty-Three
Reed
Cole stripped out of the rest of his suit, grabbed the lube, and climbed back onto the bed.
He smiled at me as he leaned down to kiss me again, and when I pushed his chest with my palm, he looked surprised.
I wanted to taste him. Put my mouth all over his body and show him just how much I loved him.
He might not want me to say sorry anymore, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t show him how bad I felt. It was wrong. And I knew that now.
“What’s wrong?” Cole asked. “Did you change your mind?”
I shook my head. “No, Casanova, never. I just want you to lie back so I can service you.” I climbed up to straddle his waist when he did as I asked.
“You’re stunning.” Cole placed his hands on my waist. I was still wearing his jersey and the panties he liked so much. “I’ve always thought so.”
I spread my body over his. “Really? Even when I was an awkward sixteen-year-old, who had no idea what he was doing when he was trying to flirt with you.”
“You flirted with me?” His eyes went wide. “When? Through letters and dm’s?”
I chuckled. “Obviously I didn’t do a good job, but yeah. I tried to be cute and tell you how impressed I was with your discipline in playing hockey. You had a crazy body even back then. I was mesmerized.”
“Are you serious right now?” Cole gasped. “I remember thinking you were so pretty. That picture of you, the one where you were wearing those ballet shoes and standing in front of the mirror...God, that was my fucking undoing.”
My lips spread into a smile. “Those pointe shoes were a nightmare. They belonged to my mother. I don’t dance in those.
But I enjoyed the photoshoot.” I slithered down his muscled torso.
“This chest hair.” I dragged my tongue over it.
“Sexy.” I kissed each pec, then moved down to his belly.
“These abs are a fucking wet dream.” I licked each one.
“And don’t even get me started on this happy trail that lives rent-free in my head.
” I kissed and licked that, too, because I could. Cole was mine, after all. He loved me.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned. “You’re killing me.”
I smirked. “Don’t die on me yet. I have plans for you. I slid my fingers into the band of his briefs. “Okay?” I knew what we were doing, but I wanted to hear him consent. Tell me he wanted me to remove his underpants.
“Yes, of course. It’s always okay if you touch me.” Cole leaned up onto his elbows as I slowly slid his briefs down his muscled thighs and calves. His cock smacked against his taut stomach, leaving behind a sticky residue. I couldn’t help but lean forward to collect it with my tongue.
I ignored Cole’s cock. Instead, I mouthed his meaty thighs, leaving several dark hickeys.
He was mine, after all. I needed to make sure everyone knew it.
Fingers tangled in my hair as I licked his skin and reached up to roll his balls between my fingers.
When I glanced up, Cole’s eyes were glazed over with lust.
“I need you to touch me.”
“I am touching you.”
Cole growled. “My cock, baby, touch my cock. Put that pretty little mouth around me and suck my brains out through my fucking dick. That’s what I need right now.”
“I know what you need,” I whispered.
I peppered kisses along his shaft, then sucked the tip into my mouth.
The low moan Cole released told me it was the right thing.
I teased him a little, just licking and sucking the head as my own dick ached inside my panties.
The fabric was damp with my pre-cum, and I resisted the urge to get myself off. I wanted him inside me when I did.
I sucked his cock like my life depended on it.
I gagged and choked on Cole’s cock. Spit and tears covered my face.
My nails dug into the skin on his thighs while I worked him over.
Felt the way he trembled at my touch. Felt every sound he made as it vibrated through his body under my palms. How had I been able to live without him?
Without this? The truth was, I wasn’t living at all.
I was drifting through life, pretending I was fine when I was lost.
“Baby, hey, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Cole asked. He brushed the wetness from my cheeks.
I hadn’t even realized I was crying. I tried to smile, but my heart felt like it was bleeding inside my chest. When I didn’t answer, Cole grabbed me under my armpits and yanked me up against him.
“I’m okay.”
“You’re clearly not,” he murmured. His thumbs stroked my face again. “Talk to me, Reed. You’re kind of scaring me right now.”
My vision blurred, then a sob escaped me.
I buried my face against Cole’s chest and cried even harder when he pulled me against him.
He whispered softly that I was fine. That he loved me, and he would protect that.
Cole let me cry until there was nothing left.
Angry, heartbreaking sounds that I had been hiding for years escaped as I clung to him.
And when I was done, he gave me a soft kiss. One that made my heart sore.
“So...Sorry,” I hiccupped.
Cole brushed the hair from forehead. “You don’t have to apologize.” He brushed his lips over mine again. “You want to talk about it?”
“Not really.” I peered at him through wet eyes.
Cole gave me a reassuring smile that lit up my body. He was here now. We were going to be together. And he deserved to know everything.
I took a deep breath. “I, uh, realized that I hadn’t been happy without you.
That I was just sort of dragging my feet through the past five years.
I know you don’t want me to tell you that I’m sorry, but I am.
Cole, my Casanova, I am so fucking sorry for hurting you.
You deserved better than that. I don’t know why you decided to forgive me.
I only know that I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you.
How important you are to me.” I stopped as he reached for the blanket and pulled it up around us.
“What are you doing? I thought...” I raised my brows at him.
Cole hummed. “Baby, I want to be inside you so bad it hurts. Tomorrow is another day, and you need to rest.” He placed a finger over my mouth when I started to object. “We’ll have many more nights together just like this.”
“Thank you.” My eyes burned with tears again.
He pulled me closer. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, too, Reed. I know things got all fucked up, and sure, it hurt, but the only thing that matters now is that you’re here with me.
In my life, my bed, everywhere I want to be.
My life wasn’t full or happy without you either.
Now everything fits together perfectly again. ”
“I love you,” I whispered.
I kissed his chin, then found his lips. Cole’s tongue slipped inside my mouth, and I trembled as I lost myself in him and the way he held me. I could feel how much he loved me.
Cole pulled back. “I love you, too. Let’s get some sleep. Tomorrow, I plan to fuck your brains out.”
“DON’T STOP,” I CRIED out as Cole’s hips slammed against my backside.
He had already pulled two orgasms out of me this morning, and I was already close to coming again. Cole’s fingers dug into my hips as he growled in my ear. My skin was soaked with sweat, my body ready to give out, but I wanted this. I needed him so badly it hurt.
Cole nipped at my neck. “You feel so good, baby. My cock just wants to live in your hole forever.” He tipped my head back to slip his tongue between my lips.
My body trembled as my eyes rolled back. I’m pretty sure I died for a second as the climax ripped through me, my fingers tangled in the blanket beneath me. When I came to, Cole was cleaning me with a warm cloth, a smile on his handsome face.
“Is this what heaven looks like?” My words slurred. “Mm, the angels are hot here.” I giggled when his brows shot up.
Cole huffed out a laugh as he helped me into a sitting position. “Drink this, please.” He held out a blue Gatorade. “You need to hydrate after that.”
I did a happy little dance as I drank half the bottle and held it out to him.
“You, too.” My body broke out in goosebumps when our fingers touched.
I had never had this kind of connection with anyone else.
No wonder I was so miserable without him.
All those other men were just a way to get release. Nothing more.
“Do you have plans for today?” Cole pulled me against him when he sat next to me. His fingers danced against my shoulder.
I turned my head to look at him. I took in his messy curls, the bruises I left on his shoulder and chest, and the scratch marks on his arms. “More orgasms.”
“As much as I like the sound of that, I don’t think my dick can get up right now.” Cole’s blue eyes dropped to where my own spent cock was trying to rally. “How about we move your things into the house?”
I really liked that idea. “I suppose I should tell my parents I’m moving out first.” The sound of soft moans echoed through the wall. “Maybe we should get this place soundproofed.”
Zach, Tate, and Oscar were clearly having their own sexy time this morning.
“That’s not a bad idea.” Cole pressed a kiss against the top of my head. “Do you want me to go with you when you tell your parents, or do you want to do that alone?” He squeezed my shoulder.
I dragged my fingers over the hair on his chest. “I’d like you to be there.”
“Anything you want, baby.” Cole leaned down to kiss me, his lips soft and warm. “Might want to hide that hickey, though.”
I felt myself grow warm. “I don’t think I will.”
“You want to show everyone what I did to you? How I claimed you over and over again this morning? Wringing every drop of cum from your balls until you nearly blacked out?”
My cock twitched. “Keep talking like that, and I’ll be climbing onto your perfect dick again.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
“Who said it was a threat?”
I squealed with laughter when Cole pushed me down and attacked my mouth. He grabbed my hands and held them above my head as the kiss deepened, his cock growing hard against my thigh.
“As much as I liked to stay buried inside your tight ass all day, we should go to your parents.”
“If you insist.” I sighed dramatically. “How much of your closet space do I get to use?” I grinned.
Cole rolled off me and climbed to his feet.
“You can have all the space you need. We can build another closet if you want.” He held out his to help me get up.
“As long as you’re happy, Reed, that’s all that matters.
Come on, we should wash up before we go to your parents.
I don’t want to smell like sex and cum around them. ”
“You make me happy. You’re all I need.” I followed him as he led me to the bathroom.
Cole turned around and yanked me against his chest. “You’re all I need, too.”