Chapter 35
35
KOLBI
T hursday and Friday passed by like a flurry and before I knew it, it was our last full day in Aspen. I already knew I wanted to bring her back here for another trip, hopefully making the next one an entire week. Getting to watch her suit up to go out in the snow with a smile on her face was enough for me to want to buy her the whole damn resort and round trip plane tickets whenever she wanted to come for a visit. She and I had spent the last forty-eight hours doing a mix of her favorite things: taking walks in the snow with hot chocolate, getting massages—my first time, but not my last because God damn—and lying in bed together slowly making our way through several episodes of Gilmore Girls as the snow fell outside. I’d offered to go and take her places and was happy each time she told me she wanted to stay in. I were honest, I’d rather stay in bed with her tucked safely in my arm wearing the silk teddy she packed than fly down the side of a mountain anyway.
I’d learned that her favorite food was mac and cheese and that she and her best friend had grown up together just like the boys and I had. She shared more about her relationship with Ms. Ruthie and how she viewed the older woman as more of a mother than her own was. I got to see her without all the makeup and lace and the stripped down, raw version of her was even more stunning than the dolled up one. Her laugh deepened, her shoulders fell, and we never ran out of things to talk about. Seeing her here, away from the formalities of the high-society life she’d grown up and lived in, gave me a new perspective on who she truly is.
Kind.
Wildly curious.
And a girl who’s heart longs to be accepted for who she truly is instead of for the persona she wore in front of everyone back at home.
Every time she cracked a joke or told me some random fact only a die-hard fan would know about the quirky town of Stars Hollow, I felt my heart sink deeper and deeper into my chest. We’d even talked about my friends, which was a topic we hadn’t yet gotten to since we had been keeping our relationship from them. She wanted to know everything about Hank and Bailey’s relationship, asked if I would take her to the bar Malcolm worked at once we made our relationship public, and even wanted Conrad’s information since he owned his own computer software company so she could pass it around to anyone in her sphere of influence who might need someone like him to hire. When she asked me to take her to the next Sunday brunch with my family, I knew I was done for.
Tomorrow we would fly back to Charleston early in the morning. I needed to be back in order to meet up with my friends and help Hank get everything set up for his proposal like I’d promised. My insides were starting to do small somersaults when I looked at the forecast for the next few days. I texted the pilot who was chartering our flight to make sure we were good but hadn’t heard back yet. I pulled my phone out again as I sat on the edge of the bed to check and see if I’d missed a message from him.
“Alright, I’m ready,” she nearly sang, stepping out of the bathroom and brushing her hair out of her face. She and I were heading to the rooftop bar for dinner and I’d been sitting on the bed waiting for her to be done getting ready for the last fifteen minutes. I felt my heart quicken as I took in not only her but the dress that seemed to be airbrushed onto her body. Deep navy and more like a second skin, it hit just around her mid-thigh and did something to her waist that made her look even smaller than she was. The bodice lifted her breasts giving them the illusion that they were spilling out over the top and my fingers twitched, longing to knead them like fresh dough. Her dark locks were cascading around her shoulders and her lips were painted a dark red that screamed ‘please come fuck me.’ On her feet were the heels she’d worn to her father’s press conference which matched the color of her dress and added another four inches to her height. The tops were encrusted with crystal-covered bows.
I stood from my spot on the bed and reached her in two wide strides before wrapping my arms around her waist. Bringing my nose to her neck, I inhaled the expensive perfume I noticed on the bathroom counter and promptly ordered for her to keep at my place. My hands ran the length of her body over her dress, wishing desperately that they could remove the dress and gain access to everything good that was hiding underneath. She giggled and tried to push away from me. Instead of the move taming the beast that was coming out of the cave inside of me, it just pulled it out faster. Like how a shark isn’t deterred when you try to swim away, you just excite it, making it want you more. That’s how I felt with her.
She gave me a playfully forceful push and looked up at me with a smirk. “I have a wondering.”
“What’s that?” I asked, pulling her against me again to waterfall soft kisses down the side of her neck, over the curve of her shoulder, and down to the tips of her fingers. She watched as I kissed each one of them before grabbing her hand and leaning in to finally give her a kiss on her dark red lips.
“I’m wondering if you’re going to let me out of this room in this dress. We have a dinner reservation, you know.” Her lips hovered mere centimeters from mine as she spoke. The way her breath danced over my lips felt both like an invitation and a challenge. Like she wanted me to pull her in and devour her completely while also wanting to watch me squirm on the other side of the table as we ate dinner. As if I would be able to do that.
I nipped her earlobe and loved how it made her breath catch in her throat. “How hungry are you?” I growled.
“I’m starving but not for food,” she confessed, licking her lips and threading her hands around my neck, pulling me in even closer.
Her lips crashed into mine and she welcomed me into her mouth without hesitation. Grabbing her ass with both hands, I lifted her up and walked her back to the edge of the bed. Laying her down carefully, I braced my arms on either side of her and started to rub and squeeze her breasts over her dress as she reached for my cock. It didn’t take more than seeing her in the barely there dress for it to start to grow but the way she was grabbing, biting, and clawing at me caused it to create a full tent in my pants. When she realized she couldn’t reach what she wanted, she turned her efforts to my shirt, making quick work with the buttons and pushing it and the jacket off of me. It fell to the floor with a whomph and the pads of her fingers scanned my bare chest with haste.
“We’re going to miss our reservation,” she warned through hard kisses and lashing tongues. Her nails dug into my shoulder blades as she pulled me down on top of her.
“Fuck the reservation,” I panted through heated breath. “I’d rather fuck you instead.”
“Dear God, please .” Her plea ripped through any remaining shred of self-control I was hanging on to. I pushed myself off her and dropped to my knees, pulling her towards the edge with a purpose. She pushed herself up on her elbows as I spread her knees apart and gave me a knowing half smile. The girl wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“Were you seriously going to go to dinner like this?” I questioned, trailing my lips up the insides of her thighs slowly, edging her along before giving her what she wanted.
“Part of me was hoping you wouldn’t be able to resist me when I came out wearing this dress.” She carefully lifted her leg and brought the heel of her shoe to my shoulder, pushing me away from her while keeping me in place on my knees. “And these shoes.”
Her eyes burned into mine and dripped with nothing but pure lust and desire. I tore my eyes from her just long enough to wrap my hand around her ankle and kiss the soft spot just above her heel. With her leg extended out in front of her, I got a clear shot all the way up the skirt of her dress. I started to move towards her again, mouth watering in anticipation for what I was about to have, when she nudged me back with her shoe, digging the heel of it into my shoulder. The pain of it turning me on even more.
“You know Jack, you’re always in control. All the time. At work, outside of work, with me. Not tonight though. Tonight, I’m in charge. Wanna know why I’m in charge?” She cocked her head to one side, grinning even wider as she watched me squirm at her feet. She knew she was preventing me from getting what I wanted and she wasn’t hiding the pleasure doing so brought her. Unable to form words, I just nodded like a damn fool. “I’m in charge because I can see how badly you want my pussy, I can feel how badly you want it. You’re shaking for me. I mean, just look at yourself, you’re rubbing yourself through your pants, you’re so needy for me.” Her eyes flicked down to where my hand was mindlessly providing friction to my now raging cock. I hadn’t even noticed I was doing it and clenched my fingers into a fist as soon as she called it out.
“How bad do you want me?” she nearly whispered, watching me like a puppet master.
“So fucking bad.” My voice came out desperate but I didn’t care. I normally preferred to be in charge, but she was right, I was so needy to get her on my mouth that I would do almost anything she asked just so I could have her. “Please, please let me have you.”
“Well,” she sighed smugly, “only because you said please.” Then, she lifted her hips, pulled her dress up just above her waist, and spread her legs wide for me, putting all of her on full display. “Now, get down there like the good boy I know you can be and make me come on your tongue.”
She didn’t need to tell me twice.
Without wasting another second, I crawled toward her and was on her like a moth to a flame. When I was met with her warmth on my lips I knew she was feeling just as needy as I was. She writhed underneath me as I swiped my tongue across her pussy and moaned as I flicked her clit with my tongue. Knowing what she liked by now, I brought a hand up her chest and started to knead her breast through her dress. She wrapped her fingers around my wrist as I pinched her nipples through the tight fabric. Finding a rhythm with my tongue, I continued to eat her out with a fervor. I felt her starting to get wound up, her hips bucking and her head pushing into the king sized bed beneath her.
“Finger me,” she demanded. I flicked my eyes up towards her and when she caught me looking, her eyes narrowed. “Now.”
Not wanting to keep her waiting, I pushed a finger inside her and felt her muscles contract around it. Pushing and pulling my finger from her, I could feel her climbing higher and higher. I added a second finger, then a third, and crooked them just enough to hit the spot I knew would send her over the edge. Her whole body started to vibrate beneath me as I sucked and flicked her clit while rubbing her G-spot. Before long, she was crying out my name and coming apart completely.
Watching her come down was almost as beautiful as watching her walk out of the bathroom wearing her now soiled dress.
She lifted her head and watched as I leaned back on my knees, wiped her pleasure from my bottom lip with my thumb, then wrapped my lips around it to suck it clean.
“You are very good at that,” she panted as I pushed myself to my feet in front of her. She matched my movements and stood in front of me, our bodies brushing against one another.
I tucked my chin to peer down at the woman who had come crashing into my life. Who I was hoping I could find a way so that she never had to leave. The woman who I constantly thought about and obsessively watched over through a bracelet I’d given her as a spontaneous Christmas gift. The woman who had a different side to her that she rarely brought to the surface, but if you worked hard enough to find it, it was even better than the version she openly shared with the world. She looked up at me as if she was having the same kinds of thoughts about me.
A piece of me hoped she was because not only was I thinking about how amazing she was, I was also thinking about how much I was falling in love with her. And I hoped she was in love with me too.
Without saying anything, I leaned over to grab the hem of her dress with both hands and carefully lifted it up and over her small frame. I dropped it to the floor to join my abandoned shirt and jacket and never broke her stare. Slowly, I started to undo my belt buckle, the jingle of the metal coming undone filling the silent room and cutting the tension that was building between us. She helped as I pushed the waist of my trousers down towards my ankles and started to step out of her heels when she saw me slipping out of my loafers but I stopped her before she could.
“Keep the shoes on.” Her eyes burned brighter and I could tell she was trying to stifle a smile. I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the oversized windows, walking backwards so I didn’t have to pull my eyes away from her stunning image.
“You know how you said you were in charge?”
“Yeah…” her voice was small and trailed off apprehensively.
“That’s over now. You’re mine and I’m going to fuck you as such.” I walked us over to the windows and moved so that she was standing in front of them with her back to me.
The sun had fallen behind the mountain peaks and the stars were just beginning to fill the night sky like twinkly lights hung by the gods. With her in front of me and neither of us with a stitch clothing on, I wrapped my arm around the front of her shoulders while running a hand down her chest, over her toned abdomen, and between her center again. Still aroused from the first orgasm I gave her, she instinctively dropped her head back to rest on my shoulder and arched her back. My lips found her neck and gently sucked and grabbed at it with my teeth, wanting so badly to leave a mark. To mark what was mine. Not wanting to selfishly hoard the pleasure we shared, she brought her hand behind her back and slowly started to play with me in return. My cock was engorged with so much desire that as soon as her fingers gripped it and gave it the friction it had been searching for, I pushed back into her, silently asking for more. Her other hand found the window to prevent me from smashing her between myself and it, giving her the leverage she needed to push back into me. A back and forth, push and pull, of who would give the other the better high.
“Are you going to give me this cock of yours or what? I know you can tell how wet I am for you already, how much I want you to fuck me again.” I groaned in appreciation but didn’t stop what I was doing to her with my fingers. The hand that was at her shoulder had dropped to be flicking her nipple frantically, matching the beat of my fingers that were rubbing her pussy back and forth. Noticing that I wasn’t letting up, she started to match my rhythm with her hand, getting me further and futher along.
“I’m going to fuck you from behind right here in front of this window. I’d do it even if people could see in, just so they can watch how I take care of what’s mine. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To have people watch while I make you mine.” My words came out more as a grunt forced between heated breaths as the tension inside me started to grow.
“Yes,” she moaned, “I’d want them to watch how good your cock is.”
“Next fucking time, now hands up.” I didn’t wait for her to follow my direction before grabbing her wrists and slapping her hands against the glass. “Stay here while I grab a?—”
“No. Nothing between us this time. I’m on birth control and haven’t been with anyone other than you in months. Please, I want all of you with nothing between us.” She glanced at me over her shoulder, keeping her hands on the glass, her voice full of certainty. Every time we had slept together before we’d used protection, so this sudden request to not made me pause for a second.
“Are you sure?” I hadn’t been with anyone either before meeting her and the idea of getting to be with her unbridled nearly had me coming before I’d even pushed myself inside of her. She reached down and grabbed my cock, giving it a few pumps, before speaking again.
“I want this cock inside of me with nothing between us. Give me what I want, Kolbi, make me happy. Just like you always do.”
“I’ll always make you happy, angel.” She turned to face the window again as I turned back to face her and waited. With the added height from the heels she was wearing, her hips were more level to mine than they normally were. I placed my hands on her hips as she placed hers on the window and started to tease her entrance with my fingers again. I pulled her hips back, bending her over slightly and she kicked her feet apart to make room for me. Holding my cock in my hand, I teased her with the tip of it, swiping it back and forth and slowly pushing just half an inch into her before pulling it out again.
“Kolbi, please ,” she begged, pushing her hips closer to me, needing more and more as I edged her on. Finally, I smashed the tension between us by pulling her into me and sliding myself all the way in. We normally started off slow because of my size but she had begged enough for it that I knew she could take it. As she took me all the way to the hilt, she let out a gasp.
“Are you okay?” I checked, wanting to make sure I hadn’t hurt her.
“ Harder. So good. Oh my god. ” My grip tightened on her hips as she pleaded. She was bent over and bracing her self against the window as I fucked her from behind. Over and over, I thrusted in and out of her, feeling every muscle in my lower body contracting to give her the friction she needed. Taking her like this tapped into a sensation I hadn’t felt before. I wasn’t sure if it was because we were skin to skin for the first time or because she was bent over in front of me, but I could feel myself starting to climb.
Her hand started to slip down the glass due to the condensation we were creating. The heat of our desire mixing with the frozen outside air just on the other side of the glass causing it to fog up. I continued to fuck her from behind as she started to whimper in pleasure. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled so her eyes were watching what I was doing to her in the reflection of the window. When our reflection’s glances met, she gave me a cocky smile as if to say, ‘ Is that all you got?’
I took the look as a challenge and pounded into her harder now, causing her to cry out and buck her hips. I braced one of her hands on the window with my own and circled the other one around her waist and found her clit.
“I’m so close, but you’re going to come with me when I fall over the edge.” She nodded her head in reply. Needing more support, she hung onto the arm I was using as a brace against the window and took me confidently. Playing with her clit and taking her from behind, it wasn’t long before she was crying out my name and falling over the edge. Just like the fool I felt like before, I followed right behind her, finishing inside of her with a wash of ecstasy and love.
She slowly brought herself to stand as I pulled out of her, both of us teeming with sweat and trying to catch our breaths. She wrapped my arms around her shoulders as she looked out the window. I leaned down, kissed the top of her shoulder, and pulled her against me. We stood there for a minute, taking in the mountain view as a fresh layer of snow started to fall from the night sky.
“I wish I could stay with you, here, forever,” she nearly whispered. I dropped my head to look at her to find she was wearing an almost expressionless look. Her eyes were watery and dreamlike, but there wasn’t a hint of happiness anywhere to be found on her porcelain face.
“I wish we could stay here forever too,” I agreed, closing my eyes and tucking my chin into the space where her neck met her shoulder. My arms were wrapped around her shoulders again, trying to keep in the warmth we had just shared. I felt a splash of liquid land on my arm and looked towards the spot only to discover it was a tear that had slipped from her cheek. I turned her to face me now and pulled her into my chest, a weak attempt to protect her from whatever sadness had invaded her.
“Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you upset?”
“Because…” She looked up at the ceiling, trying to force the tears back down and hesitated for a moment before looking back at me. “Because part of me knows I’m in love with you. I’ve known since you took me home a few weeks ago and watched you with your family, how they welcomed me in without hesitation. The way you showed them you loved me without any ounce of fear that they would get angry. But part of me knows I may never be able to do that with you. To be with you. My life, my parents, it would never work. They would never allow it.”
Having the fear I’d been naively ignoring the last few months reflected back to me in her words felt like someone had just taken a sharp swipe of a knife across my chest. The searing pain of her confirming what I’d been thinking was almost too much to handle. But she had told me she loved me and that was the only thing that mattered to me right now. Even if it meant I’d be ignoring the multiple, proudly waving, red flags that came from being with her like this.
I brought my hand to her cheek and ran my thumb against it. “Hey, look at me.” She did. “I don’t know how, but we will figure this out. Figure us out. Because I love you, too, something fierce. Something wild. Something a whole lot of crazy. And nothing is going to stop me from loving you. Not your parents. Not what other people might say or think. Not anything. Not ever.” More tears bubbled over her eyelids and she croaked out a watery laugh before pushing up on her toes and giving me a soggy kiss.
“You and me, together?”
“You and me, together,” I promised. She laughed again and looked at me with so much hope. I wasn’t sure how I was going to make good on my promise, but I would. Because I would do anything to make her happy. “Now come on, let’s get cleaned up and order some food before it gets too late. We have an early flight tomorrow and I don’t want you flying on an empty stomach.”
She gave me a small nod and wrapped her arms around mine as we headed for the bathroom. Happy, satiated, and in love.