Chapter 36
“Your turn,” she whispers, dark red lips parting into the sexiest smile I’ve ever seen. She saunters toward me, her eyes drinking me in.
Do I flex a little to show off? Absolutely. She bites her lower lip, and I can’t help but imagine her biting into my lips instead. Her hands find my pecs as she comes to stand in front of me. My arms are still secured behind my back, but I’m so desperate to touch her.
She smirks, tweaking my nipples, causing my hips to buck. Precum drips from my tip, dropping down onto my thigh.
“Hmm…” She hums, watching eagerly. I’m desperate as Cole leans in, planting kisses across my collar bone and down my abs. I want all of the red marks she’s leaving permanently tattooed on me. An even better reminder of her than the one I currently have.
When she gets down to my hips, she kisses right over the tally marks there. It’s incredibly erotic, and Cole doesn’t really even understand why.
She dips lower, licking up where I’ve dripped onto my leg and then pulls a tube of lipstick from her cleavage, causing images to pop into my head of other things between her perfect tits.
One swipe, and another, of my favorite color painted across my favorite mouth.
Then, her perfect pout is wrapped around the tip of my cock, and I swear this is what heaven feels like.
The wet heat of her mouth paired with the red lip marks she leaves behind, I am incredibly glad I whacked off earlier today to prevent me from coming the instant Cole touched me.
“Colette,” I warn as she sucks me all the way to the back of her throat. I strain against the bowtie that’s holding my hands behind my back, itching to plunge my hands into her gorgeous hair.
“Colette,” I plead when she does it again. “Please, I want to fuck you,” I beg.
I swear I see her eyes crinkle at the corners, a tear escaping down her right cheek. She pops off to say, “Don’t come,” before sliding me right back into her mouth.
“Fucking hell, you’re making that extremely difficult.” My head tilts back and my eyes squeeze shut, hoping that if I can’t see her it will slow the heat that’s building in the base of my spine.
If her mouth wasn’t wrapped around my dick, I think she would laugh. Take pleasure in the pain she’s causing me. Fuck she’s so hot and I—no! I yank my hips back, trying to get as far out of her mouth as possible. Which is not very far seeing as I’m up against the wall.
She shuffles forward, continuing to suck and lick and tease.
“Please,” I whine. “I’m going to—don’t make me—”
Cole pulls off a second before I’m about to explode, stopping all sensation completely.
“Fuck!” I roar, doubling over, trying to suck down any air left in the room.
Colette looks like the cat that ate the mother fucking canary, red lipstick smeared outside of her lips. “Dammit, Colette,” I pant. “I’ve never been edged so hard in my life.”
She laughs—laughs!—carefully untying my hands.
Once I have them free, I spin her around, undoing the zipper on her dress one tooth at a time.
I need to even the playing field, so once she’s completely naked, I pick her up and move her until she’s resting against the opposite wall with her legs wrapped around my waist.
Adjusting myself, I thrust into her in one punishing movement. She gasps and then moans, letting me fill her completely. I fuck her hard and fast, the frames on the wall bouncing haphazardly around us.
My thumb comes between us to circle her clit while my mouth covers her nipple. I bite and tug, sending Cole over the edge.
As soon as her pussy clenches around me, I can’t hold on anymore. My thrusts become erratic as I push and push and push into her, wringing out my orgasm. The primal side of me wants her to leak for days.
“Fuck I’m going to be sore tomorrow,” she rasps, struggling to breathe.
“And the next day,” I reply, licking a bead of sweat off of her neck.
“Menace.” She smirks. I let her slide down the front of my body as she gets her feet back under her. Taking her mouth in mine, I kiss her thoroughly, not wanting to break away from her.
We rinse off together in the shower and a pang of sadness hits me square in the chest when the last of Cole’s lipstick washes off.
“I want another tattoo,” I tell her later, once I’ve settled onto my side of the bed. She looks up from the doorway, scowling at Ernest who is curled up next to me. I think I’m his new favorite after I took pictures for him on our hike.
Her eyes flick to my face. “Where’d you get those?”
I touch the reading glasses I put on after we got out of the shower. “I left a pair here for when I spend the night. Obviously,” I tease.
Cole sighs before joining me in bed. “You can’t just start leaving all of your things here.”
“You’re right.” I pick up the romance book that I definitely left here, pretending to read. “We should go look at houses soon. Then all of our things can be in one place.”
She tilts her head, trying to get a good look at the cover of my book. “That book isn’t mine either,” she grumbles.
“I know.” I wink. “I left it here.”
“Oh my God, you’re insufferable.”
“Thank you.”
“And we can’t go look at houses. I can barely afford school and this apartment.”
My brow furrows. “You shouldn’t be paying for school. And I have enough saved for a house.”
Her head tilts side to side. “I’m not technically paying for school with that new grant, but after my scholarship suddenly went away last semester, I’m not taking any chances. Any extra money I have is staying in my bank account in case of emergency.”
“There won’t be an emergency.”
“You don’t know that.” She meets my eyes, tucking the quilt around her before scratching the top of Ernest’s head.
“Yes, I do.”
“What if something happened to Ernest? What if I needed a medical procedure done? What if the apartment springs a leak and I lose all of my furniture?”
“If there’s an emergency,” I correct, “you won’t need to dip into your savings. I’ll take care of it. I’ll take care of you.”
“How do you have all of this money anyway? Am I allowed to ask that?”
“You, Red, are allowed to ask anything you want.”
Cole gives me a go on gesture.
“As you know—and so affectionately refer to me—I was a dreaded Finance Bro after college. I didn’t have anything else to focus on except for my job so I rose pretty quickly through the ranks.
In fact, I’m pretty positive they were about to put me on the partner track when I left.
” I look down at Cole, my brain flying through the many different ways my life could look different right now.
“Anyway, I lived in a tiny apartment that was haphazardly furnished with hand-me-down furniture. My only travel was coming back here to Sassafras to see my family. Most of what I made, I saved or invested. A few of my investments continue to do really, really well. I think I just got lucky, honestly.”
“If I know you, you worked your ass off to get where you are.” Cole eyes me. “And probably also got lucky,” she adds, grinning.
“It’s enough to live comfortably for a while. I can pretty much live off of what I make from Bardot Brothers Coffee Co. and use my savings for bigger purchases. Different kinds of investments.” I take Cole’s hand in mine, examining the ring I put there.
“You’re nuts, do you know that?”
I kiss her knuckle, right under the dark gemstone. “Thank you, mon chou.”
She’s silent for a moment, frowning down at where our hands are clasped. “I don’t ever want to be indebted to you.”
“That makes perfect sense.”
“It does?” she asks, surprise in her tone.
“Of course. You are fiercely independent, Colette. You’ve lived so much of your life on your own terms, and I don’t ever want you to change that part of you.
” I twirl a piece of her hair before tucking it behind her ear.
“I’m not trying to take it away from you, either.
You can do all of this yourself—absolutely you can.
But… I can also help, if you want. Or buy a house”—I shrug—“and move all of your things into it.”
“If I want?”
“Ehh… I will probably do that regardless,” I joke.
She smacks my hand away and then falls back on her pillow. “Just give me time,” she whispers.
“I’ve got nothing but time, Cole.”
A forever that I’m ready to spend with you.