Chapter 7 Colson
COLSON
Nora once broke into my house to get back at me for not helping her deal with a fallen tree in her yard, so it shouldn’t have surprised me that she planned to break into our friend’s house.
Yet, as our breaths clouded in front of our faces, and we walked in dark clothing toward Liam and Haley’s house, curiosity over how far my wife would go to exact revenge filtered into my mind.
Clearly, I didn’t know her as well as I thought.
“Are you sure they’re gone tonight?” I whispered at my wife’s back as we charged down the street. She was power-walking shockingly fast for someone who was about to commit a felony.
“Of course I’m sure.” Nora turned toward me before pulling out her house key. “Mila has a recital tonight.”
“We were supposed to go to that!” I rasped harshly as Nora pushed open the door and then secured it.
Nora moved down the hall, flicking on the light as she went. “Your sister will forgive you.”
Haley, my half-sister, had moved to Macon nearly two years ago.
She ended up nannying for my best friend, whose daughters were my godchildren.
By the time she ended up marrying Liam, I had already been Uncle Colson to Liam’s three daughters for a long while.
I had been attending their recitals with Liam long before Nora was in my life, so it made me angry that we’d missed it.
I wanted to be there, filming my niece flit around a stage as a snowflake, not here, breaking into my sister’s house. But I loved my wife and I wanted to support her, and if this stupid competition was important to her, then I would help her.
“I think the garage is the only place she’d have to hide them. If they’re not there, then she doesn’t have them here. Anywhere else would get too warm with the heater going at all hours of the day and night.”
I followed her to the garage and held several items for her as she looked through box after box. She opened their fridge and freezer, finding nothing. She even opened the back of Haley’s trunk, which was parked in the garage. They must have taken Liam’s truck to the recital.
“Okay, not here. Let’s go.”
Nora folded her arms, her brows dipped to the center of her forehead, which meant she was trying to come up with another plan.
“Fine, let’s go.”
I shot a text to Davis and Liam, explaining my plans to deter Nora from digging any further into this competition. Davis and Rae were currently watching our sons while over at Rae’s parents’ house, so we’d be seeing them soon enough.
Liam, Davis and I thought this entire competition was a bad idea from the start, but we had no clue how far our wives would take it. That plus our kids, it was a lot at the moment.
Too much, if I was being honest.
Davis was still dealing with his own grief over losing his brother; Liam was still trying to acclimate to the new ownership of the gym, and I was still trying to fill Nora’s father’s shoes at the company.
It was mostly smooth, but there were still accounts that didn’t want to work with me unless her father was there.
Things between us were still frosty at best.
All I wanted was a pleasant December, and a joyful Christmas. It was our first one with our children, and I had plans to ensure it was memorable. I didn’t need this competition to mess things up.
I was almost to the front door when I turned and realized my wife wasn’t behind me.
“Nora?”
“Hang on, I’m coming,” she whisper-yelled from the living room.
I waited by the door, reading a few more texts from the guys.
Liam: Mila goes on in about fifteen minutes. Haley’s asked three times where you guys are.
Shit.
I punched out a reply.
Me: On our way
“Okay, ready,” Nora called from the living room. I turned to see her making her way back to the foyer, where I was standing, but I couldn’t see past the massive Santa in her arms.
I practically choked out, “What is that?”
Nora tipped it to the side, so I could see her sly lips sling upward. “Oh nothing. Just a little memento.”
“Babe, you can’t steal from her.”
Nora shouldered past me. “She stole my cocoa bombs!”
“Allegedly,” I whispered as we exited the house.
Liam had a crazy detailed security system, so he’d be watching all this play out later, if he wasn’t already watching on his phone right now.
Nora moved down the driveway, cumbersome because of how large the Santa was.
“I know she placed that order. I just have to find where she put them all, and you know it’s really sad because the only people who get hurt in this are the girls.”
I rolled my eyes behind her back because the girls would be just as happy with regular cocoa as they were with those bombs she always gets.
The girls loved the first time she did it because they didn’t know what to expect; now, the novelty had worn off a bit.
They just didn’t have the heart to tell her.
Nora arrived at the truck and then tried to squeeze the Santa in the back seat, but it wouldn’t budge.
“Cole, can you get it in there?”
Crossing my arms, I glared at my wife and allowed a devious idea to form.
“If I help you, then you get to let me have you after this. We’re not going to the City Hall or stealing anything else. I get you while someone has our kids.”
Her blue eyes flashed with heat, but an irritated scowl quickly replaced it.
“You’re blackmailing me?”
Smirking, I stalked closer. “I’m bargaining with you.”
Pink lips parted with a breathy whisper as Nora tipped her head back and asked, “How exactly do you plan to have me?”
My eyes moved to the back seat of the truck and hers followed.
She was likely remembering the time we fucked in the back seat of a truck in a car lot when she was car hunting.
We weren’t together officially at the time and the salesman kept flirting with her, so I pulled her into one of the snow-covered vehicles and showed her I could flirt too. I just used my cock to do it.
“Cole, the car seats…”
“I can take those out.” Fuck, I didn’t want to. Those things were difficult to install, and if we had to do it in the dark in order to get the boys home, it was going to be even more difficult.
She let out a tiny laugh, but the way her arms sagged with the Santa, I knew I had her. She needed it too.
“Okay, fine. Just put this in the back then, but cover it up.”
I took the plastic decoration from her and slid it in the back, laying a blue tarp over the top, and then I quickly slid into the driver’s seat.
Nora was already sitting in the passenger seat, waiting for me.
“Thought we were going to take out the car seats.” She raised a curious brow as I started the car.
“I had a different idea.”
The town had a gazebo, and during the holidays, it was covered in thick layers of pine and garland, interwoven with twinkle lights.
It was private, and romantic for lovers looking for a date spot, but if someone were to disconnect the twinkle lights, then it would be dark, and with the right layers moved, impossible to see inside.
I parked along the curb and hustled outside, knowing we were likely to miss the performance but needing to hurry because Rae and Davis would be heading home soon.
“Colson, what are we doing?” Nora whispered, holding my hand while we darted toward the middle of town.
I tugged her behind me, until we were near the covered electric box, and then the warm glow from the gazebo went dark.
Nora’s head swung toward it, and she inhaled a sharp breath.
“Are we doing what I think we’re doing?”
Drawing her inside was my way of answering.
The entire thing was encased in evergreen, giving off a strong scent of pine and sap.
Once Nora was tucked away toward the back, I maneuvered a few of the branches to cover the opening, so the view inside was limited, but not impossible.
Thankfully, there was a large artificial fireplace Rae had requested we build, so it looked as though a fire was burning inside the ‘Christmas tree.’
It was made from two by fours and rolled around on small black wheels, but it would be enough of a covering to hide behind, where no one would see us. Especially with all the lights out.
Nora was already behind the wood structure, taking off her coat.
I joined her and helped her ease out of her small boots and jeans, then pulled her thong down the length of her thighs.
Once she was naked, I helped her slip back into her coat so she was bare underneath. Then I laid my coat beneath her.
“You’re fucking stunning, Nora Hanes. Every day I wake up, each moment I look at you…it robs me of breath.”
In the darkness, I could make out her lips and saw that a beautiful smile had lifted them.
“Come show me,” she whispered, crawling closer to me on her hands and knees.
I slipped my hands under the coat, reaching her swaying breasts and moaned. Her nipples were erect and pebbled against the cold air, so I gently ran the pad of my thumbs over each one before lowering my mouth to taste them.
Nora straddled my hips, while I clutched her to my chest. My face was buried between her tits, while her fingers raked through my hair.
“I need you inside me,” my wife rasped while her erratic breathing increased.
She was rocking back and forth over the bulge in my jeans, and as hot as it was that she was getting herself off, I needed to keep my clothing intact if I was going to walk in and get my sons from Rae and Davis without causing a scene.
“Take me out, put me inside your wet cunt,” I ordered, returning my ministrations to her peaked nipples.
She slid back the slightest bit and began fumbling with my zipper and button. Within seconds, she had my weighty length in her hand with a small groan.
“So heavy and smooth,” she hissed, running her thumb over the head. “My monster is already weeping, I see.” Nora had a nickname for my penis and while it was funny, it was also an annoying reminder that, often times, she found me too big.
With a brash pinch to her nipple, I demanded, “Fuck me, Nora.”
She inhaled a sharp gasp but didn’t waste any time lifting her hips and sliding onto my shaft. Immediately, I closed my eyes and froze as she slowly sank down.
“Shit.”
I let my head fall back the smallest bit until I caught my wife’s gaze, then I smiled.
“You better hope no one comes in here because I’m not stopping if they do.”
That seemed to light a fire between us.
Her nails dug into my shoulders as she lifted her hips and slammed down, rotating back and forth while my hands anchored to her hips, pulling her impossibly closer.
She fought to rise up, and I held her firmly against me while I thrust into her tightness, nearly going blind with how good it felt to have her pussy milk my cock of pleasure.
“Cole.” Nora breathed while her breasts jostled, and her hair bounced against her back.
My hand slid up her spine as I tugged a rogue curl with my finger.
“Jesus. Fuck.” I ground out as we fucked harder.
Because I was mostly dressed, it prevented the sounds of our skin slapping together, but Nora wasn’t being quiet.
Her moans and screams began to echo louder and louder, my name on the tail end of every one, but I didn’t have it in me to care if anyone heard.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” Nora sang, as she tipped her head back, thrusting her chest forward.
I heard snow crunching outside the gazebo, but I didn’t stop.
My hips thrust up as she sank down and then leaned forward to capture my mouth with a searing kiss as I groaned into her mouth as I found my release.
I heard giggling and a murmur of voices outside the gazebo, which had Nora ducking her face into my neck.
“Oh my god, Cole. We just fucked in public.”
Kissing her shoulder, I whispered back, “not our first time, sweetheart. Probably won’t be our last.”
I felt her smile against my neck, then she placed a lingering kiss on my mouth before lifting off me.
Nora and I often played with our joint releases, and when I wanted to be controlling, I forced her to keep every drop inside her until I was ready for her to be cleaned of it, which meant she was used to sliding her clothes on without cleaning up first.
“We need to get the boys.” She sighed happily and the sound made me smile in turn.
I loved that this sort of thing didn’t scare her off, and while I knew she was preoccupied with the competition, it was nice to have her to myself for a few minutes, without worrying about the kids or our friends.
Once I was tucked back in, and Nora had her shoes on, I stood and pulled her into my arms.
“Just promise me you’ll chill a bit on all this competition stuff. Don’t let it ruin Christmas, okay?”
She hugged me back, and then pressed a kiss to my chest.
“Of course I won’t let it ruin Christmas. It’ll probably be over and forgotten within a matter of days.”