10. Zoey
10
ZOEY
Cole stood at the edge of the bed, looking down at her. She squirmed under his heated look. Instead of covering herself up, she slowly pulled the cami up a little.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Cole growled.
She never felt like the prettiest woman, just average. Before meeting Cole, she’d always felt lost in the crowd of single women. But he made her feel like the prettiest woman each day. Not one day had passed without him telling her how good she looked. Hell, he didn’t even have to say the words—he told her each day with his eyes.
“Come here.”
He crawled on the bed next to her and pulled her to his hard chest. She slowly ran her finger down his tattoos. She loved the colorful art. His arm was covered with cartoon characters—Daffy Duck, Pluto, and Popeye—but it was the tattoo inside his arm she traced. “What made you choose to get this one?”
“I got that when I returned from North Korea…” Cole’s voice broke for a second. He ran his hand over the tattoo. “I wanted something to remind me how lucky I was to make it out. Four other men weren’t so lucky. If you look right here”—he pointed to four dog tags—“each one represents a brother I lost that day.”
Zoey traced over the four tags with her finger. “Someday, I want you to tell me about each one of them.”
He pulled her hand away from his tattoo, brought it to his mouth, and kissed it before he tugged her on top of him. She immediately felt his erection pushing between her thighs.
“I’m so happy to have my hands all over your body. It has killed me the last month with you sleeping in the room across the hall.” He wrapped his hands around her and brought her close, so his mouth was next to her ear. “The other night, I got up to get a glass of water, and I heard you moan my name. I almost lost it and barged in. Instead, I came back here laid in bed and wrapped my hand around my cock.”
She’d never been with someone who was so verbal, and they were still dressed. The tips of her ears turned red in embarrassment. She couldn’t believe he’d heard her, but she was so turned on knowing he’d come back and jacked off because of her.
“What were you thinking about while you laid here in bed?” she whispered in his ear. Cole brought out a side of her that she hadn’t known she had. He pressed his hips up, rubbing himself against her.
He slowly worked his hand up her side, dragging her cami up her body. Goosebumps trailed his fingers as they lightly grazed her body. She helped him pull the cami off and toss it to the side. He sat up and buried his face between her boobs. The quick motion caused his hard member to press against her clit, and she flexed her back, pressing her boobs against his face. His five-clock shadow brushed against her skin, sending another sensation mixed with his hot breath and tender touch.
“Gorgeous,” he murmured as he ran his hands down her bare back. Her reply was stuck in the back of her throat when his warm lips wrapped around her nipple.
Cole raised his hand and gripped her other boob, slightly pinching her nipple. She couldn’t hold back the cry of ecstasy, from the pain and pleasure mixed together. Each second, the world around them disappeared; it was only them. Nobody was after her. Nobody needed anything. It was only them.
The feeling of his hands on her body finally was too much. She rubbed herself against his erection. Cole dropped one hand from her boob and grabbed her ass, slowing her movement down.
She whined in frustration. “Cole, I need mor—” She breathed as he ground upward, hitting her clit.
She could feel the smile against her skin as he moved to her other nipple and took it in his warm mouth, putting it between his teeth and nipping before ravenously sucking. A light sheen of sweat broke out on her skin. Her yoga pants and his shorts were too much between them. She wanted his naked body pressed against hers. She slowly pulled back from Cole and sighed in frustration when his mouth left her. Zoey grabbed both sides of Cole’s shorts and worked them down his body. She stopped and licked his cock for a second as she peeled off his shorts. She’d brushed up against him over the few weeks and had felt his hard cock, but she hadn’t realized how big he really was.
“Cole.” She giggled as he pulled her back up his naked body. Her hard nipples rubbed against his body, sending pleasure through her. Zoey was so close to the edge, and they had barely touched each other. She couldn’t wait until he was inside her.
“These need to come off.” His voice was low and growly.
Not wanting to lose the connection, she quickly jumped to the side to pull her yoga pants down. She was in such a hurry to get back to him, her foot was stuck, and she toppled over. Zoey ignored the chuckle from the bed and finished pulling off her pants. Standing next to the bed, Zoey could feel how red her face was.
Smiling up at her, Cole pulled her back onto the bed. “Come here.”
She straddled him, loving how their skin touched. The sensation made her feel even closer to him. He gripped her hips, keeping her from rocking back and forth. She wanted a release so bad and didn’t know how much more of the teasing she could take.
“Slow,” he said softly. “I want everything to be perfect.”
“How about we go slow next time?” she countered.
Cole chuckled, reached up, and pinched her nipple. She loved how he could play her body. The slight squeeze followed by a caress was sending her wild. He dragged his finger down from her nipple to between her legs, not removing his other hand from her hip, keeping her in place. She felt on display for him, and not in an awkward way. She had no desire to cover herself up. She wanted Cole to watch her lose it from his touch. As he slowly worked his thumb against her clit, she could feel the wetness around her folds. Cole took his time playing her like a fine violin—circle, circle, then pressure and repeat. He was no longer holding her leg in place, and she spread herself wider across him as he reached up to caress her boob.
She couldn’t take it any longer—she needed Cole inside her. Zoey rested one hand on his chest and rose onto her knees. Cole’s finger never left her nub as she reached for his hard member, placed it between her folds, and slowly worked her way down. They both groaned in unison. Cole’s thumb continued to give her so much pleasure. He sat up and took her nipple in his mouth as he fully entered her. Nothing had ever felt so good. Her body was on fire. Masturbating to the fantasy of him was nothing compared to having sex with him.
“Damn,” Cole gritted out as he lay back down. “You’re better than anything I could ever have dreamt up. God, I could lay here all night, watching you ride me.”
Each word turned her on more. She picked up her speed along with Cole’s thumb rubbing tightly against her. She was close to the edge. She was trying so hard to fall over but wasn’t quite there. “More…” she breathed out.
Cole pushed harder and faster on her clit. The extra push was all she needed. She closed her eyes and arched her back, and the pleasure rolled over her. Cole never let up. His thumb still did circles as she rode out her orgasm.
“God, you’re sexy,” she heard him say. Zoey was so far lost in her own pleasure that the words sounded far away.
When the fog started to settle, she pulled his hand away and pressed her lips to his. Her hard nipples pressed against his body. Panting, she continued to rotate her hips.
“I’ve never seen anyone sexier than you. Damn, you are a wildcat.” He placed a hand on each of her cheeks and set the pace. It was slow and steady. It felt like they were becoming one as she kept rotating her hips.
“You feel so good,” Cole growled.
She flexed her inner muscles, and Cole closed his eyes, pressing his neck back. She loved how he was losing it. She repeated the motion again.
“Faster,” he pleaded.
Zoey sat up, resting both hands on his chest, and worked herself faster on his shaft.
“Fuck me, Zoey,” he encouraged.
Zoey didn’t need to be asked twice. She hadn’t been with a lot of people and felt inexperienced when it came to sex, but Cole brought out a different side of her.
“Feels… so… good. Just like that.”
Her body felt like it was out of control. She could feel the fire building again. Cole reached down and circled her nub while pinching her nipple. The dual sensation took her out of her mind.
“I’m close,” she whispered.
Then he flipped her over onto her back. His motion was so quick, he never left her. Cole pushed deep into her, and she wrapped her legs high around his waist, matching each thrust with the same energy. She reached between them, pressing her clit. He stopped to watch for a second. His pupils dilated, lost in the pleasure.
The sound of his thighs slapping against her was loud, and the sound of him breathing made her even crazier. She’d never been so turned on before. Cole lowered his head to her nipple and took it into his mouth.
“Yes… oh, that feels so good.” She screamed before tipping over the edge a second time.
Cole continued to thrust into her. Zoey’s body felt like jelly as they came together. She clenched her muscles, and Cole thrust a couple more times before pushing far in her and stopping. They were both sweaty and breathing heavily.
Sex is messy and such in a good way. There was nothing she would change about her first time with Cole. It was equal parts dirty and passionate.
When Cole caught his breath, he captured her lips and kissed her long and hard before slowly pulling out. She whimpered.
Cole swore, “I’m sorry, Zoey.”
She looked at him puzzled.
“We didn’t use protection.”
She turned to the side. “I have an IUD, and I haven’t slept with anyone in a long time. I’m clean. Not saying we should always skip protection, but we are fine as long as you are clean.”
He leaned in and gave her a long, slow kiss. He pulled her tighter against his body. “I’m clean, and it’s been a long time for me, as well.”
Something stirred in her stomach about the fact that he hadn’t been with anyone. She was falling for him hard and fast.
“Sleep,” he whispered.
Zoey turned so her back was to him, and he pulled her in closer. Their skin touching, they fell asleep. Zoey went to bed, feeling like the luckiest woman on the planet. Cole woke her three times throughout the night to make love.