Chapter 20 Oakley
OAKLEY
Cole and I have officially been dating for a few weeks, but have told no one yet.
Except for Bash, of course. He knows since he was there when Cole drunkenly declared his love for me.
To be honest, things haven’t changed much between Cole and me since we made things official.
We still spend every night together, this time falling asleep in each other’s arms. We’ve gone on multiple dates, ending every night with a conversation about how it’s so similar to what we’ve always done.
Besides the fucking and making out, of course.
And realizing how in love with Cole I am.
I’ve always loved him. It might have taken us years to figure it out, but I’m damn sure glad we did.
Tonight’s my birthday celebration, and the first time we’re going to let all the guys know we’re together.
There wasn’t any specific reason why we haven’t said anything; it just hasn’t come up.
But Cole wanted to do something special for my birthday, and this is the first year we have a great group of friends to celebrate with.
It’s also the first year we’re going to have two different celebrations.
I tried to tell him no, that we can still combine it, but he shut it down quickly, saying we need to spoil one another.
However, I made sure Cole knew I wanted to spend some alone time with him at the end of the night, and he assured me that once everyone left, I would have him to myself.
Taking a sip of my water, I smile at the crowd of people in my living room.
Lennox, Jensen, Declan, and Tristan are sitting on the couch while Bash, Preston, and Jonas are sitting on the floor beside them.
They’re not playing games, waiting for Cole to bring over the birthday cake he’s presently hovering over.
I’m settled in the recliner in the corner, staying in my seat like I was told to do.
Bash jumps up from the floor, switching off the lights as Cole turns around, carrying a cake lit with candles.
Cole starts off the birthday song, with everyone else singing along as he walks over to me.
He places the cake down on the table and stands next to me.
His hands find the back of my neck, rubbing slightly as they finish the song.
Closing my eyes, I make a wish: to spend the rest of my life with this amazing man by my side.
After blowing out the candles, I glance at Cole, who’s staring at me with a bright grin on his face.
Unable to stop myself, I grab his hand, pulling him down onto my lap.
Cole shrieks as he falls, his hands wrapping around my neck.
“Happy birthday, baby,” he whispers.
“Thank you.” Grabbing him around the nape, I pull him close to me, covering his mouth with mine.
“Holy shit.”
“Fucking finally.”
“I knew it!”
“It’s about time.”
“Fuck, that’s hot as hell.”
Cole retreats slowly, placing one last kiss on my lips before turning to face everyone. “Oh, hey, did I forget to mention Oakley and I are dating?”
“Who got their head out of their ass first?” Jonas laughs, and Preston hits him in the chest. “What? It’s true. We’ve all seen it.”
“Apparently, everyone saw it but us. But we finally figured it out. Took us almost twenty damn years, but better late than never.” I say, squeezing Cole’s thigh. “Y’all could have helped us out, though,” I joke.
“Hey! I would like to point out that you wouldn’t be together if not for me,” Bash cuts in, waving his hand in the air. “So, you’re welcome.”
“Thank you,” Cole and I reply in unison.
“Damn, I love this little family of ours. We’re growing so much. I can’t wait to see who gets tied down next. We know for sure it’s not going to be me,” Declan tells everyone as he stands up and walks to the kitchen.
“We should take bets on who’s going to fall in love next,” Preston says, grabbing Jonas’ hand.
Everyone takes bets on who’s going to fall in love next.
I throw out Tristan’s name because I don’t see either Bash or Declan settling down soon.
I’d love for either of them to prove me wrong, though.
The guys stay for another hour, finally taking off when Cole tells them it’s time for my birthday present.
From the shit-eating grins on some faces, a few of them know what it’s going to be, and I can’t wait.
Cole closes the door behind Bash, then finds me in the kitchen, pushing his finger against my chest. “I want you to sit on the recliner, naked, and wait for me.”
“Okay,” I breathe, ripping my shirt over my head and heading for the couch.
Stripping out of the rest of my clothes, I take a spot on the recliner while Cole heads into his bedroom.
He takes his sweet time; I have no idea what he’s doing in there.
My body shivers from sitting naked for too long, and I start to get up to grab the blanket when music hits my ears.
Cole strides into the room, Birthday Sex by Jeremih, blaring through his Bluetooth speaker.
He sets the speaker down as he walks toward me, my mind blown away by how fucking sexy he looks.
He’s wearing an emerald-green lace lingerie set with matching stockings and black high heels.
Shaking his hips from side to side, he sways over until he reaches me.
Getting in my face, he plants a soft kiss on my lips before whispering, “Remember, no touching the dancers.”
I groan loudly, my dick already stone hard and leaking.
Cole turns around, bending in front of me, showcasing his perfect ass cradled in the lace panties.
My hands itch to reach out and touch him, but I want to enjoy this little game of his.
I grip the armrest of the chair, forcing myself not to reach out for him.
He shakes his ass, twerking in my face as he stays bent over.
His fingers wrap around his ass, one finger slipping under the hem and moving it to the side.
Just when I think I’m going to get a good look at his hole, he twists quickly, facing forward.
His gaze drifts to my hand that’s inching closer to his body, and he tsks, walking around to the back of the chair.
“Keep your hands off. I promise it’ll be worth the wait,” he purrs in my ear, biting down on my earlobe.
“Hey, you said no touching,” I whine, grabbing hold of my dick. Fuck, I might blow before I get to lay a hand on him.
“No, I said you can’t touch. I never said anything about me.”
“That’s so not fair,” I mutter, closing my eyes.
“But it’ll be so worth it.”
Cole strides back in front of me, climbing onto my lap.
He gives me the most seductive lap dance I’ve ever seen.
He’s grinding his body down on my dick roughly, rubbing against the lace.
After driving me wild, Cole crawls off my lap, dancing in front of me.
He finishes the song, both of us breathing heavily as he climbs back into my lap.
“Can I touch you now?” I beg, hoping he’ll give me the go-ahead to put my hands all over him.
“One second,” he hops off, running over to the table and grabbing the bottle of lube I didn’t even realize was there.
“Prepared, are we?” I joke, chuckling when he settles back onto my lap.
“Don’t act like you didn’t know what was going to happen. Or if you want, I can just go to bed,” he says, hiking his thumb in the direction of the bedrooms.
“Hell no,” I growl, pulling him closer to me. “I want to fuck you. While you’re wearing this.”
“God, I was hoping you would say that.”
Gripping him under the ass, I lifted him into the air. “I hope you don’t mind what I’m going to do. I’ll pay for a new pair.” Taking hold of the lace, I rip it apart, making space for my cock to fit. “Pour some lube on me, baby.”
Cole opens the cap, then pours lube onto my cock, guiding his body onto my dick, then pushes down, the warmth surrounding me immediately.
“Goddamn,” he moans, lifting up before shoving himself back down.
“This is sexy as hell,” I rasp, feeling the lace in my hands. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you in your lingerie. Thanks for making my birthday wish come true.”
Holding his ass, I lift him up and down on my cock, guiding the rhythm.
I must be going too slowly because Cole takes over, fucking himself hard on my dick.
He bounces up and down, his cock repeatedly hitting me in the abdomen with each thrust. His bouncing turns to grinding, and I lose it.
I come hard, filling him up quickly. Cole jerks himself, coming all over my stomach a few seconds later.
He lifts himself up, my dick slowly sliding out before he falls onto my chest.
“God, I love having sex with you,” he mumbles, his heart racing. “I don’t see myself ever getting tired of this.”
“I know exactly what you mean. I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Cole gently rouses me from my sleep, and my eyes blink open slowly.
“Good morning,” I murmur, kissing him softly.
Last night, after fucking on the recliner, Cole and I barely made it to the couch.
We tossed a throw blanket over us and passed out.
Between hanging out with all the guys and then having wild sex, we were both worn the fuck out.
Grabbing him around the waist, I pull him tighter to me, snuggling in close.
“Best birthday ever,” I whisper, kissing his neck. “Thank you.”
“Cole! Oakley!”
A feminine voice hits my ears, and I freeze. “Oh, no.”
Cole quickly reaches down, snatching the blanket and trying to cover our bodies at the exact moment our moms walk into the living room.
“I warned you both, if you weren’t going to come and visit, then we were going to show up unannoun—” My mom’s voice trails off, and I take a risk, peeking over the couch.
Standing in front of Cole and me are both of our moms, staring at us, wide-eyed with their mouths hanging open.
“Oh my god.”
“No fucking way.”
They both start screaming, grabbing each other, and jumping up and down.
“Finally! Oh my god, Julie, finally!”
“Woohoo! They figured it out!”
Our moms are hugging one another, tears falling down their faces as Cole and I remain naked on the couch.
“I hate to interrupt this, uh, special occasion, but could you turn around for a few seconds so Cole and I can get decent?”
“Oh my god,” Cole whispers, his face turning bright red. “Don’t say that to them.”
“Well, shit, it’s true.”
Our moms’ faces turn red as they both turn around, still squealing to one another. Once we’re sure they’re not looking, Cole and I run to our rooms to get dressed. After getting ready, I go into Cole’s room to see if he’s done.
“Are you okay?” I ask, wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him close to me.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” He kisses my lips, then pulls away. “Come on, let’s go see what they have to say.”
Cole and I interlock our fingers, walking out into the living room together.
Our moms are standing in the kitchen, no doubt not wanting to sit on the couch after they saw what we had done there.
My mom is slightly older than Cole’s, and her long gray hair gives away her age more than the small amount of freckles on her face.
Cole’s mom is younger, with only a few gray hairs spread throughout her head.
My mom gestures her head toward our hands, and Julie smiles, walking over to hug us both.
“God, I can’t tell you how happy I am to see you both have finally figured it out,” Julie says after she’s done giving both of us a hug.
My mom takes her turn to hug us, echoing what Julie said. “It seems as though we’ve been waiting for years for this to happen.”
“I didn’t even know it was going to happen,” Cole says, walking next to his mom, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
“You might not have known, but we’ve always had a feeling,” Julie says, looking to my mom, who nods.
“She’s right. I wouldn’t say we’ve known since you were kids, but once you got older, we definitely saw it. So, what’s your plan?”
Reaching across the kitchen, I grab hold of Cole, pulling him into my arms. “If he’ll have me, I want to spend the rest of my life with him. Grow old with him, buy a house together, maybe start a family.”
“Yes,” Cole whispers, tears forming in his eyes. “That’s exactly what I want, too.”
We kiss softly, glancing up to see our moms staring at us. “Finally,” they both say.
“It may have taken us forever to get here, but I’m never letting him go,” Cole says to everyone.
“Good, because you’re mine forever.”