28. Sweet Consolations
Chapter 28
Sweet Consolations
Cole
I return a few minutes later to find Lila on her feet again. Glass of wine in hand and blanket draped over her slender shoulders, she walks around my living room, glancing at the pictures on my side table. Most of them are college pictures of Greg and me, and a few from corporate events I’ve attended over the last couple of years.
“You must have at least one baby picture somewhere,” she says, turning to smile at me.
“Oh, I do, trust me. I just don’t keep that one out for display. But there’s a special album upstairs. I think you’ll find that I was just as handsome even as a baby,” I grin as she rolls her eyes at me.
“Cocky much?” She laughs.
“Is it really being cocky if it’s the truth?” I grin.
“How about you let me be the judge of that?” She smiles back.
“Fair enough. Come with me. I’ll show you.”
I take her hand, leading her up the stairs with me. She steps into my room cautiously, taking in the dark decor while I head straight to my nightstand to take out the album. I hand it to her, leaning against the wall while she starts to flip through the pages.
“It has some of my more recent photos too. I’ve been meaning to organize it, but I haven’t had the time.”
She finds the picture she was looking for. “Okay fine, I’ll admit you were a cute baby, but”—She pauses when a picture slips out of the album and flutters to the ground. She leans down to pick it up, her eyes instantly narrowing at whatever she sees on it.
“What is this?” she asks, setting the album down and handing me the photo. It’s a recent one of Greg and me, standing in front of a building as we both hold the shears to cut the ribbon in front of the door. At the top of the five-story building is crested SG Realtors.
Shit. She wasn’t supposed to see this. It’s going to ruin the surprise.
“It’s a photo of Greg and me,” I shrug, handing the photo back to her.
“I can see that. I’ve passed by this building while there were renovations going on. Why are you and Greg there?” she asks, eyebrows raised quizzically.
“It’s nothing you need to worry ab—”
“Cole,” she says sternly.
I sigh loudly. There’s no way out of this now.
“It was supposed to be a surprise. You can’t tell Sue yet.”
“Can’t tell Sue what?” She asks, brows furrowed deeply.
“Greg has been working on this for months now. It was going to be this big surprise for Sue,” I explain.
“Surprise? I—I don’t understand. What do you mean?” she asks impatiently.
“Well, you know how busy they are with real estate. They’re always traveling and never have as much time as they would like to have for themselves. Sue’s been hinting for years that she’d love for them to have their own real estate firm—something where they could step back, let others handle the day-to-day, and focus more on each other. Now that they’ve been seriously trying to have a baby, Greg finally decided to make it happen and asked me to help as an investor,” I explain.
“Six months ago, I connected him with Julie, a woman in Denver, who specializes in setting up businesses like this. Greg was determined to keep it a surprise for Sue until everything was finished. Julie handled everything, setting up the company, purchasing the property—and Greg sent her payments whenever they were needed. Now, SG Realtors is finally a reality. That photo,” I say, nodding toward the picture, “is from when Greg got the keys to the office last month. He was able to relocate it to be right here in Boston. All five floors of that building belong to Sue and Greg now—SG Realtors.”
I pause, smiling slightly. “Greg wanted to make sure everything was running smoothly before telling Sue. Unfortunately, she had to leave to take care of her mom, but his plan is to reveal it after the Valentine’s ball, take her there, and show her what they’ve built together. You can’t tell Sue yet, Lila. I know she’s your best friend, but it’s really important that you—”
“Oh my God!” Lila shrieks, her eyes going wide as she jumps up and down. “Oh my God! So that’s why he’s been spending all this time in Denver? That’s the woman that he’s been sending money to? The unexplained trips, the—the—oh my God!” she screams, throwing herself at me and wrapping her arms tightly around my neck excitedly. I have no idea what’s happening, but I want it to continue. “I can’t believe that’s what he’s been doing this whole time. Sue is going to be so happy!” she squeals.
“Yeah, well Greg certainly hopes so. The question is why are you so happy?” I ask, eyeing the top of her head as she hugs me.
“I’m just so relieved that—I mean I’m happy to hear this. It explains so much, more than you know. Sue’s going to be so happy,” she says, finally raising her head yet staying right there in my arms.
“I told you; Greg has never loved anyone like he loves Sue. He would do anything for her. There was never any question about it,” I finish.
My hands slip around her waist, and for a moment I completely forget where we are, what we’re doing, or how we even got here. Everything blurs into the background. Everything but her. My eyes trail down to her soft, pink lips, only few inches away from mine.
I’m painfully aware of her breasts pressed into my chest. My heart is thumping violently, blood rushing through me in waves.
She sucks in a sharp breath, her gaze holding mine. The air between us feels static, charged with my desire for her. Would she let me kiss her? Would she let me taste these lips?
“I want you so bad,” I whisper, waiting with bated breath. Tonight has been a rollercoaster of emotions, but this…this, I need her to want just as badly.
Her eyes stare up into mine, seeming to darken with her own desire.
Standing up on tiptoe, she brings my head down to meet her lips. That’s all the answer I needed.
My lips crash down over hers greedily, a passionate yet tender feeling that I may never truly be able to explain tearing through me. Her arms instantly tighten around my neck as I pull her flush against my body, our lips locking in a kiss so intense it threatens to set my entire body on fire. I angle my head to the side as I kiss her deeper, drinking in her moans as I suck on her full lips.
She gasps when I nip her bottom lip slightly, and I quickly take that opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth. She tastes like grapes from the rich wine, mixed with a distinctive taste that is all her. Her tongue reaches out to tangle with mine, and I suck it deep into my mouth. She moans and I catch her weight as her legs almost give way from the sensations.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” I pant, resting my forehead against hers. In an instant, she pulls my head back down to hers, locking us in another fiery kiss. I slow her down, kissing her softly and delicately nipping her bottom lip.
“If you keep doing that I’m not going to be able to—”
“Shut up and kiss me,” she instructs breathlessly.
Well, I can’t argue with that.
I grab her ass, grinding her up against me as I kiss her neck and make my way up to her lips. “Do you want me as much as I want you?” I mumble against her lips, chuckling when her grip on me tightens. I guess I have my answer.
I feel myself harden even more as something I’ve fantasized about more times than I care to admit flashes through my mind. Now, it could finally be reality.
I kiss her again, drinking in her moans as she writhes against me. “I want you to undress for me,” I whisper in her ear.
“What?” she whispers back, eyes blissfully closed as she arches her neck to me.
“I want to watch you take your clothes off.”
She pauses, finally opening her eyes to stare into mine. She takes a step back, eyes staring directly at me as she slips her hands into the waistband of my sweatpants and slides them down her silky legs, stepping out of them. The sweatshirt hits the tops of her thighs, leaving just enough for a hint of silky black lace panties to peek through. I can feel myself straining against the fabric of my pants, but I pay it no mind. Not yet.
Taking the edges of the sweatshirt, she slowly slides it up over her thighs, her stomach, and pauses as she gets to her chest. I feel my breaths coming in faster as it makes its way over her full breasts and neck, till she pulls it over her head and drops it to the floor. My body jerks with need as I stare at the figure of perfection in front of me. Thin black lace barely holds the weight of her breasts, the nipples hard, poking through the fabric. My eyes make their way down her flat stomach to the curve of her hips, resting on that perfect spot between her thighs.
I reach out to her, trailing my hands over her neck, sliding my hands down her back down to her perfect ass. I grind her into me as I lean in for another kiss, sucking at her lips.
“Touch yourself for me,” I whisper against her neck. “Pretend your hands are mine and touch yourself just how you want me to touch you,” I whisper.
She slips her hand into her panties, her other hand grabbing a handful of her breasts and squeezing lightly. She runs the pad of her thumb against her nipples, matching the rhythm of her fingers as it moves against her slick nub, rubbing it in slow circles. She moans softly, squeezing her breasts and rubbing her sensitive, erect nipples faster with her eyes fixed on me. She gasps, crying out softly as her legs tremble from the pleasure.
My body twitches, still confined in my pants and dangerously hard now. My heart races, completely transfixed by the goddess in front of me. Her moans get louder as she shuts her eyes tightly, throwing her head back. Her entire body spasms as she rubs herself frantically. She pauses, slowly sliding her panties down her legs, and flicking away the thin scrap of bra till she’s standing completely naked in front of me.
I swallow hard.
She takes a step towards me and slides her breasts back and forth against my chest, moaning as her nipples rasp against the slightly coarse hairs on it. It takes everything in me not to throw her on the floor and fuck the shit out of her.
She slides the finger that she’s been pleasuring herself with over my nose, down to my lips. I suck on it, breathing in her essence. Pulling her fingers out of my mouth, she makes her way down her body, stepping back, her mouth opens on a moan as she slides it inside her.
Her other hand follows, slipping down her stomach to rub against her nub while her other finger continues to slide in and out. She cries out again, eyes tightly shut.
Rock hard now, I’ve had enough of watching. My body is on the verge of exploding. All I want is to be buried so deep inside of her that I can feel every spasm that passes through her body.
Grabbing her hips, I back her slowly towards the bed, pushing her down on it as I kiss and run my hands slowly all over her naked body.
I stand up, shoving my pants and underwear off in one move, my need springing to attention. Her eyes widen at the size as she sees it for the first time, licking her lips. I pull off my sweatshirt, my muscles flexing at the motion, and I bite my lips at the appreciation in her gaze as her eyes hungrily trace over my tight, naked body.
I climb back into the bed, and with slow and deliberate strokes kiss up her legs and thighs. They tremble as I make my way to the center, my hands sliding up her belly to grab her full breasts. I nuzzle into her center, my tongue reaching out to slide against her wetness. I hold her down as her hips buck, suckling.
“You like that?” I mumble against her.
“Y—yes,” she says moaning as my tongue gets back to work lapping at her.
“You have no idea how hard it’s been to look at you every day, and not be able to touch you. God, you’re beautiful,” I whisper, holding her eyes when her cheeks tint the brightest shade of red.
It’s amazing how she can be this exposed in front of me and still get shy when I tell her how beautiful she is.
I kiss my way up her belly, my hands cupping her beautiful breasts as I bury my face between them. I squeeze her breasts, turning my head to suck one nipple deep into my wet mouth. She cries out, grabbing the back of my head pushing herself against my face. I turn my attention to the other, suckling, while I roll the other nipple between my fingers.
I slide one hand back down her body, making my way to her center. I feel her hips lift as my hand slides over her mound, onto her swollen, wet nub. I rub on it softly at first, then harder and faster till she’s begging for more. I oblige her, slowly slipping one thick finger into her slick wetness.
She gasps, clutching my shoulders as I allow her to get used to the feel of my fingers inside her.
“More…” she begs, completely breathless.
I pull my head from her breasts now, slipping my body lower and lower, dropping wet kisses as I make my way down her body.
Her body trembles when she feels my wet tongue on her nub, licking and sucking the sensitive bud into my hot mouth. Her entire body bucks, lifting off the bed, fingers gripping my hair tightly as she tries to keep my head in place.
She moans and gasps underneath me, a euphoric expression on her face.
“Cole, please…” she begs, eyes shut in absolute bliss.
I make my way back up her body, my rock hard member sliding up her legs and thighs. Her eyes cloud with lust as she stares down at my hardness. Her little pink tongue darts out and runs across her lips.
I position myself at her dripping entrance, dragging the tip of my rock hard member slowly against her nub, back and forth against her slick opening till she can’t take it anymore. Then slowly, I slide deep into her, drinking in her moans as she adjusts to the fullness of me inside her. God, she’s so tight and wet. I kiss her deeply, sucking her tongue in the same tempo as I slide into her. Her body is on sensation overload; I can feel her insides sucking greedily at me as wetness gushes down her thighs.
Once I’m completely buried inside her, I slide out slowly, thrusting again into her. I slowly pick up the pace, slamming harder and harder. The only sounds are her moans and the wet sloshing sounds as I fuck her.
Her arms tighten around my neck. “Oh my God! Cole! Please,” she begs now, her body trembling violently as I give her what she wants. She struggles to breathe, grinding herself against me.
I try to calm my racing heart, burying my face in her neck while she begs me not to stop. I slide my hands under her ass, lifting her to me as I pound relentlessly into her. I feel myself get impossibly harder, and I know it’s only a matter of time.
“I’m going to come,” she whispers, clutching onto me tightly.
I thrust into her faster now, plowing her body roughly, completely out of control. Her head arches back in pure euphoria as she clutches me tighter to her body.
“Cole!” she screams, nails digging into my shoulders as her body shakes, her walls tightening around me in spasms.
Her orgasm sucks greedily at me, and I groan, trembling as I empty myself inside of her. I collapse on top of her, still buried deep inside, and I can feel her spasms still sucking at me as I try to calm my racing heart and slow down my ragged breathing.
The last thought that drifts through my mind before I give into the soft tug sleep is:
She’s finally mine.