Chapter 14 Cole
FOURTEEN
COLE
“You lucky fucker,” I said, staring down at E’s phone two days after he returned home with her from the practice room. “You weren’t fucking with me? You really fucked her on campus property, in the music room?”
He nodded, grinning proudly.
“I hate you. Why didn’t you invite me?”
He shrugged and took his phone back as Rosalie moaned softly through the speaker.
I whimpered as he turned it off. I’d not gotten laid in the two days since we’d returned home.
She was too busy with engagement party stuff.
It didn’t help that I was pulling double time because of it, and Enzo and Fox had been fucking her together.
I mean, I was happy they were getting along again, but fuck, man.
My balls ached from lack of fucking. Too heavy a load or some shit. The recording definitely didn’t help.
“I shouldn’t even let you hear it. It’s between me and her,” he said.
I rolled my eyes at him. “How many times have we fucked her together? Besides, I’d have taken your phone and listened anyway.”
He chuckled and tucked his phone back into his pocket.
“By the way, the latest cucumber? No.” He grabbed the peeled, shriveled cucumber off his desk and handed it to me.
“Man, I carved it to look like my dick. It wasn’t thick enough, but you can’t fault an artist for trying.”
He snorted at me. “You’re bringing in bugs, man. Stop putting cucumbers in my underwear drawer. I had a trail of fucking ants.”
“That’s not from me. It’s from how sweet you are.” I squeezed his cheeks as he slapped at me. “Just sugar sweet, E, baby.”
I danced away from him as he swatted at me again. I tossed the cucumber into the trash, grinning. He got up, shaking his head, and followed me downstairs.
“It’s good, isn’t it? Everything is going great. You can feel it in the air.” I took a deep breath as I pulled open the fridge.
“It has been good,” E admitted, sitting at the island. “Jamie is supposed to be here on Friday. That’ll make Rosalie even happier.”
I smiled. “Good. I like it when my girl is happy. I could get used to this. And no Anson? It’s like we hit the jackpot.”
“Except he’s marrying Bianca,” E pointed out. “And he’s not all that bad—”
“Don’t suck my happiness away with your argument,” I said, tossing him a beer. “Please?”
E sighed but nodded.
We both drank quietly for a moment.
“Did Enzo say when he’d be back with Rosalie?” E asked.
I shook my head.
“No.” I paused before asking the question that was burning in my mouth. “Did she talk to you at all about what her old man did to upset her so much?”
E shook his head. “No. I didn’t ask her. It bothered her enough to set her into a severe panic attack. I wasn’t about to open that can of worms. I know what it’s like. Did she tell you?”
I sighed. “Nope. I asked, though. She told me she didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t push it, but fuck, it’s been bothering me. She did say John isn’t coming to the engagement party.”
“Really?” E frowned. “That’s messed up. Maybe that’s what upset her. He really doesn’t like you and Enzo.”
“He doesn’t like you either, dick,” I said sourly. “Fox is his golden boy.”
“I’m only saying he must hate us enough then to not show up to one of the biggest days of her life.” E winced and shook his head. “That pisses me off. He can hate us all he wants, but I don’t want Rosalie to suffer because of it.”
“I’ve tried talking to him loads of times since we started dating Rosalie. The guy is a fucking douche. You know that. So fuck him. We will be there for her.”
“Cole, man, who is going to walk her down the aisle if he doesn’t show? That’s a big deal.”
“Fox,” I said immediately. “You know he’s perfect for the job.”
E was wordless as he drank, nodding his agreement.
“When Rosalie gets home, I want to watch you fuck her,” I said.
“What?” He snorted and raised his brows. “Why?”
“I like watching.” I shrugged. “It’s hot. I’m like one of those cucks, I guess. Gets me off watching you fuck her pussy. Or her ass. Do you take requests? I’d like to see you fuck her ass. I like the way she whimpers and tries to get away.”
“You’re nuts,” he said, giving me a smile.
“I’m serious. The moment she walks through that door, you take her by the hand and go straight to your room with her. I’ll come in and just watch from your chair.”
“Why won’t you join us?”
“I mean, I will, eventually. I want to watch for a bit. I like the build-up. Maybe you can watch her fuck me with that strap-on after.”
“You’re really a strange man, aren’t you?”
“The strangest.” I winked at him.
I watched from my perch on the couch as E got up from his spot, leaving his Xbox controller behind, as Enzo walked into the house with Rosalie.
E took her hand and wordlessly led her upstairs, shooting me a wink along the way.
Fuck. YES.
I liked a happy E.
I got up to follow, but Enzo called out to me.
“Man,” I groaned. “What?”
“Fox is on the way home. I thought we could review the final details for the party. We need to make sure we have everything in place—”
“Enzo, I told you. Hire a fucking caterer or some shit.” I looked to the stairs with longing. I imagined E was slowly taking my Rosebud’s clothes off.
“Not about that.” Enzo sank onto the recliner. “About the added security and stuff. You know my parents will be there. This is going to be a big event. I want to make sure everyone is safe.”
“So cancel it and have it in the basement,” I said, looking back at the stairs again. I could hear Rosalie’s faint laughter.
“Cole, come on,” Enzo said. “Focus.”
“Raincheck? Please? I promise I’ll come back down after I’ve drained my balls. I’ll talk to you all night about plans. Give me, like, an hour. Discuss it with Fox for a bit. Catch me up when I come back down.”
“I fucked her at the bridal shop today,” he said, smirking at me. “Right in the dressing room after she took off her dress for the party. They came and took the dress, and I went in and fucked her, stuffing her panties into her mouth while I did it.”
“Fucker,” I groaned. “Please. Let me go upstairs. It’s been two days.”
He laughed. “Go, you horn dog. Just come back down when you’re done.”
He didn’t need to tell me twice. I was out of there like my asshole was on fire.
I skidded to a halt inside E’s room to find his face buried between her legs as she moaned his name softly.
Perfect.
I lost my clothes as I went to his chair and sat. I took my dick in my hand and began to stroke myself.
This was shaping up to be the perfect evening.