Chapter ten
Nix
I responded to Cole’s text that I didn’t want to go back to the track, but then I felt bad. If he wanted to fool around and spend time with me, I should take advantage of it.
His wink emoji was too cute. I could get used to this.
Nix: Indeed! Get over here!
Why the hell I was interested in the surly racer at all was beyond me.
I had enough film to do the documentary.
Needing anything else from Cole was an excuse.
But one I couldn’t help taking. I wanted to follow his story further.
Wanted to see him succeed. And wanted him in my bed. And maybe in my life.
A few minutes later, Cole tapped at the door, and I opened it for him. He strutted in with that sexy swagger I’d seen in most of the top racers. Was that my kryptonite with him?
He leaned in and kissed my cheek, next to my lips. “I wanted to say bye and thank you for everything. Thanks for hooking me up with BikeMax. Would, uh…”
His shy act was super attractive. This side of him was different. “Would what?”
“Would you go to me with the meeting? Ugh! I mean go with me to the meeting?”
“That’s cute.” I leaned in and kissed his soft lips. “And you already asked.” Had he forgotten he’d texted me about it?
“Yeah, but does that mean yes?”
“Yes.” I kissed him again. This time, he kissed back.
“Thanks,” he muttered, then slid his tongue along my lips. Immediately, I opened my mouth taking the kiss deeper, hotter. He tasted delicious. Minty and fresh. I could kiss him forever. But what did Cole want out of it?
“Hey.” I pushed him back and peered into his amazing eyes. They searched me, silently asking what I was going to say. “Uh, I’m not asking you for anything, but I want to know what this to you? Where do you see this going? No wrong answers.”
“It’s really new to me, Nix. I’ve never had a relationship. Let alone with a guy. I was kind of hoping to keep it light and see what happens. Is that okay? I mean, honestly, I have no idea.”
“It’s okay, Cole.”
“Nix, please. I want you to understand. I’ve pretty much suppressed my sexuality completely. My whole life has been all Supercross all the time. Since I was like six.”
“That’s no way to live.”
“Don’t feel sorry for me. I chose this life.” He sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at his hands. “But things are changing now. Maybe. And what do you want from this? Is this romance or sex, and is it because you really like me or to get a better story?”
“Wow, you’re awfully jaded for having no experience.”
Cole looked up, gracing me with a serious expression. He was stunning. “No experience with love relationships but from what I’ve seen, people tend to only like you for what you can give them.”
I swallowed hard. What was I getting into? I wanted to heal that big crack in his heart. Smooth over his scars. “Cole, honey…” I knelt in front of him and took his hands. “I’m more interested in what we can make together.”
Cole leaned in for another hot kiss. I pushed his shoulders back and stood.
I fingered his hair and trailed a finger down his cheek.
His face could have been carved by Michelangelo.
I continued to move forward, pushing him to the mattress and climbing on top of him.
“I want to see what we can make now. I want you to fuck me, Cole.”
“I—” His eyes and mouth opened wide.
“It’s okay. I’ll walk you through it.” Then I gave him a saucy wink.
I wanted to keep it light and set him at ease, but I needed it desperately.
I couldn’t help humping against his hot body, though we were still fully clothed.
“Cole, Love, are you a virgin? Have you done this before? With a woman at least?”
“N-no.” He shook his head, back and forth against the crappy nylon bedspread with its garish red and brown colors.
I hated hotel furnishings, but Cole made everything look a little better.
His blue-green eyes mesmerized me, calling my attention with their golden flakes.
They looked even greener against the shitty blanket.
“Don’t worry. We’ve got this. And, in the end, instinct will take over.” I nuzzled against his neck and licked, tasting his salty skin. “Don’t be nervous.”
“I-I’m not.”
I slid to the side and reached between us, stroking his hard cock over his shorts. Cole bit his bottom lip and peered up at me. “Damn, Cole, you’re gorgeous.”
“Wow. I don’t think anyone has ever said that to me before.”
“Well, they should. And I will. I won’t let you forget how stunning you are.”
A sweet blush colored his cheeks. He was so tempting.
I sat up so we could get clothes off. Shirts and pants removed left me in my underwear, but Cole had gone commando and was now naked beneath me.
Right where I wanted him. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of my palms over his bare chest and how his hands skimmed my back and down my side.
I loved exploring his body, not only by touch, but taste as I nibbled at his stomach, making him laugh.
He had an amazing body, built for dirt bike racing.
All the racers did—lean, defined muscles, tight thighs and ass, and a back that was ripped.
They were thin but powerful. I loved being taller and bigger than him, even knowing he could bench press more than I ever could.
Such an enticing juxtaposition between us.
Cole grabbed his cock, stroking it proudly. “You sure you want this?”
“You’ve no idea how much.” I leaned forward and rubbed my nose along his balls.
“Oh, yeah? Tell me, then.” He thrust up, pressing that cock into my face and rubbing it against my cheek.
I couldn’t take it anymore. “This?” I mouthed over his cock.
Mine was leaking and making wet marks on the fabric.
“This is all I’ve thought about since I first saw you in Jax.
Ha!” I shook my head and pushed up on my arms so I could look down into his proud face. “But you don’t need your ego stroked.”
“Maybe I do.” He looked altogether too smug.
“No, what you need is your dick sucked.” I shuffled down so I could lick over the head, tasting his pre-come.
Cole laughed, until I sucked him down. Then that chuckle turned into a low moan.
I could suck him all day. He was perfect for me.
Just the right length and width. He fit perfectly in my mouth, but he’d feel better in my ass, so I stopped.
Cole balked at that. “W-What? Nix? Don’t stop.”
It was my turn to laugh. “Nah, I’m saving that for me.”
The face he made as I got off the bed was priceless. He didn’t know what the hell was going on, but his dick wanted more, I could tell. I chuckled and headed to the bathroom to retrieve a condom and lube. I was going to rock his world.
“Scoot up.” I gestured to the top half of the bed, and Cole shimmied up it.
His cock still jutted up, proud and ready.
“Okay…” I sighed. I didn’t want to stop looking at him, but I also wanted more of everything he had to offer.
I ripped open the condom pack and fiddled with the rubber until I had it right side up, then I put it on his cock, slowly rolling it down the length.
Cole’s eyes watched intently, and he fisted the bedspread.
I kneed up beside him and squirted the lube in my hand. I got on my hands and knees and reached behind me to push some lube in there and give him a show while I did it.
It took all of three seconds before Cole was at my ass, adding his fingers and stretching me.
We worked together until I thought I was going to fucking explode from the attention, and that wasn’t what I wanted at all.
“Okay, stop. Lay down again.” When Cole lay back down on his back, I crawled over him and grabbed his cock from behind me, pointing it at my hole.
Slowly, carefully, I sank down on his cock.
The burn was exquisite, exactly how I thought it would be. I waited through a few heartbeats that pounded in my ears and caught my breath. “Ready?”
“As ever,” Cole squeaked out. He was so damn cute.
My thighs bunched as I started riding him, up and down, but not fast. I wanted to feel every bit of him inside me, and I wanted him to feel me. I clenched my ass as I lifted up, then pressed back down, thighs flexing.
Cole’s eyes rolled back in his head and that low moan escaped him again. “This is fun.”
It only took a few seconds before Cole was grunting with each down stroke and squeezing my thighs.
Then, without warning, he grabbed me and flipped us over without missing a beat.
He went mad, fucking into me fast and hard.
I pulled my knees back, giving him more room, and he obliged me, thrusting wildly as if his hips were the pinions in his bike’s engine.
In and out. In and out. I couldn’t catch my breath.
I started chanting his name in time with his thrusts. “Cole, Cole, Cole.”
He didn’t slow down. I had to reach between us and stroke my cock, but then I quickly exploded, come shooting between us.
“Damn, damn!” Cole’s rhythm faltered. He froze, pushed into me. Then his face squished up.
“Good right?” I chuckled as Cole relaxed after coming, and it must have been pretty damn hard from that face he made.
“You okay?” he asked, surprisingly tender.
“Hell yeah, never better.”
Cole reached down and held the condom as he pulled out. I wanted to keep him there forever, but his dick was softening. He dashed for the bathroom and brought back a wet towel. He dropped it, and it landed on my stomach with a plop.
“Good for you?” I asked, holding my breath. I needed affirmation from him. I’d never needed that before. I felt too emotional, and I was ready to kick him out and hide another day in the room, but then…
“Perfect. Unreal. I never knew. Next time, maybe I can bottom? You looked like you enjoyed that.”
“Fuck yeah, I did. Any time, Cole.”
He leaned over and kissed me. A peck at first, then he slid his tongue in my mouth. This was what I’d wanted, but I wondered how long it would last.
“Hey, Nix.” Cole pulled a shirt over his head, then looked at his watch. “I’ve got a car waiting for me to take me to the airport.”
“Oh.” Check-out time was almost upon us, and I had a few things still left to pack.
“So, do you want to ride with me? To the airport?”
“Yes.” I blurted the word out before I had a chance to even think about it. Still lingering in my post-sex euphoria, I only wanted more time with him.
“Good. Come on.” Cole helped me finish packing while I quickly dressed and then went to find a hotel cart to haul our bags down to the car.
We were quiet in the elevator. He reached over and grabbed my pinky with his.
This was a new side of Cole I hadn’t expected.
A sweet side. An irresistible side. My heart quivered, happy at my doom, because I was falling hard.
The driver helped us get the luggage in the trunk, then we pressed into the backseat together. His leg was overly hot against mine, but there was no way in hell I was moving it. I wanted to touch him as long as I could. He moved his hand over, setting it on my upper thigh.
“So, did you get enough video for your documentary?”
“I think so. We’ll know more when we get to editing it.” I hedged a little in case I needed that excuse to film him again. Or maybe I wouldn’t need that—he squeezed my leg.
“So, then what? Do you have another project lined up?”
“Not yet.” I hadn’t wanted to let this one go. Hadn’t wanted to let Cole go. Without the documentary featuring him, what excuse did we have to see each other?
“You’re coming to my meeting, right? With BikeMax, I mean.”
“Of course. As soon as you know when and where, text me. I’ll be there, Cole.”
“Thank you.” Another squeeze.
I laced my fingers over his. I needed so much more from him, but I wasn’t sure he was ready to give it. He had too much going on. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. He was looking at me. Why did that make my heart thump like mad?
As if he were reading my mind, Cole suggested, “Maybe we can get a nice hotel and spend some time together while we’re there?”
“I’d like that.” I swallowed hard, knowing I would like a lot more than that.
He leaned in and kissed the side of my face. “I would too. I’d like a lot more of you, Nix. Just give me some time to figure out how.”
“Figure out your racing first. Get on a team. I’m not going anywhere.”
He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed my fingers, licking between them. “Good.”
Cole was going somewhere with this, and I was entirely too happy to ride it out with him.