Chapter 15 Colson
COLSON
THIRTEEN YEARS OLD
Dear Mom,
Why aren’t you taking any visitors? I have come two weekends in a row and have been turned away each time.
Things are bad here…Dad’s been acting stressed…
look, Mom, this is really important… Please, just for a while don’t accept any letters or calls from Dad.
Okay? I know you might need some time to feel better, but just…
don’t talk to him for a bit. – Love, Cole
Dear Cole,
Silly boy, they just got the dates mixed up on visiting days.
All is well. I’m perfectly fine, sweetie.
How’s my garden? Are you still watching over it for me?
Can you show me a picture of it the next time you come to see me?
Your father and I love each other honey, very much…
don’t worry, in fact I am calling tomorrow to see if he can come talk to my doctors.
I think it’s finally time for me to come home.
Nora busied herself in her kitchen while I watched her from over the brim of my coffee mug.
She had her hair pulled back into a loose braid, with curls escaping and framing her face.
A white shirt covered her shoulders, dipping down to barely kiss the top of her breasts, and then flowing around the dark jeans at her hips. She was stunning.
I had a difficult time not watching her every move, even when she cared for her plants, making that invisible knife twist inside my chest. It was one that had been there since I was a kid whenever I saw someone care for plants or a garden, because while they were experiencing and enjoying the life their plants brought, all I could think about was death.
“Don’t your mornings usually start earlier?” Nora asked without looking up from her plant. I smirked, knowing she was going to keep pushing on this tenuous relationship we’d made with one another.
Taking another slow sip, I merely smiled. “No…I have the day off.”
Swiping her thumb over the screen of her phone, she focused on it while humming.
Shoving off from the counter, I stepped toward her and grabbed her cell phone out of her hand.
“What has you so focused this morning?”
“Just leave it.” She argued, crossing her arms which pushed her tits up, momentarily distracting me.
I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers to quell this new spark inside my chest every time Nora managed to rob me of breath. The fact that I could kiss her now was something I still hadn’t gotten over.
Scanning the screen of her phone, I saw that she was on a local dealership site. “Are you in the market for a new car?”
Heaving a sigh, she tried to grab her phone again, but I moved it higher.
“Yes…okay, I’m going today to go look at a few four-wheel drive options. I don’t want to be at the mercy of other people having to get me around anymore.”
I clicked my tongue as if that was ridiculous. Once she’d given up and moved to rinse her mug out and wasn’t watching me, I put my number in her phone and then handed it back to her.
“Great, let’s go.”
Giving me a stern expression, she walked off toward her living room, where her purse and coat were. She huffed out a sigh.
“No, thank you. I’ll catch up with you later.”
Grabbing my boots, I laughed while shaking my head. “You’re adorable.”
“Colson, seriously…this is more of a boyfriend thing to do, and we don’t need to blur those lines any more than we did last night.”
After our shower last night, I didn’t ask to sleep over.
I crawled into bed next to her and pulled her to my chest and fell asleep.
She wasn’t wrong…we were blurring lines, and tying strings where we vowed not to have any.
But I knew it wasn’t just me. She tried to pull away and put on a mask that she didn’t want this, but the way she kissed me and let me hold her told me she did.
“You’re not going alone, so you might as well accept it.”
Inhaling a deep breath, Nora finally smiled at me before opening her door. “Fine, you can come, but fair warning, I will not respond well to anything being mansplained. Got it?”
Putting my hands up, I swore. “Got it.”
“Take a look at you, I haven’t ever seen anyone look so hot in one of these.
” The fuckface car salesman complimented Nora in a flirtatious tone.
He had one of those hairstyles where he pushed the front of his hair up with gel, like he was fourteen instead of what I assumed was twenty.
The second we walked through the dealership doors, he was salivating over Nora.
Keeping my head low, I didn’t say anything, but I was getting pretty fucking tired of his comments. When we’d arrived, Nora introduced me as a friend, which gave Cooper the fuckface a green light to shamelessly flirt.
Nora hopped out of the massive Toyota that was way too much truck for her and beamed up at the idiot who had held his hand out for her.
Dude was tall, I’d give him that, but that was about all the qualifications he had to even exist. My eyes narrowed into slits when she placed her hand in his, accepting his help down.
Fuck. This. Shit.
“I don’t think I could see myself handling something that big,” Nora explained, while moving away from the massive vehicle.
I snorted, pushing off the side wall and said, “You didn’t have any problems handling something that big last night.”
I laughed, but Nora’s face turned about five shades of red.
“Excuse us for a second, Cooper,” she said sweetly, and then pushed me until we were walking away and concealed between two massive trucks. Snow coated every single car on the lot, which made today a shitty one for car shopping.
“Are you freaking kidding me?” She hissed, darting her gaze around.
I shrugged my shoulders. “What?”
Her breath clouded in front of her face. Her pink lips were puffy and her lashes were dark, framing her aqua eyes in a way that made it difficult to look away.
“That was wildly inappropriate, and honestly, I’m over it. You’ve done nothing but scoff, sigh, clear your throat, and click your tongue at every single vehicle I’ve looked at.” Her chest heaved up and down like this was something that upset her.
I narrowed my gaze at the way her tits pressed against the material through the opening of her coat. I’d had enough of this.
Turning to the side, I gripped the handle to the nearest door and gestured with my head.
“Get in.”
Wild aqua eyes searched mine. “No, I’m not getting in.”
“I just want to talk and get a few things straight, there seems to be a misunderstanding between us because it felt like you were totally fine with cockface flirting with you.”
“Cockface, really?” She linked her arms together.
“Yeah, the guy who’s been tripping over himself to please you and impress you every goddamn five seconds. Not to mention touch you every chance he gets.”
Bringing her fingers to her nose, she inhaled. “That’s not even…”
“So then talk to me, get in and talk to me and I promise that I’ll leave or behave whatever you prefer.”
Raising a dark brow, she challenged, “You’re serious, I just talk to you in the back of this Tundra, and you’ll stop?”
“I promise you. I just want a chance to talk to you without cockface around.”
“Oh my gosh, stop, that’s not his name nor is it remotely funny.” She trailed off, climbing into the back seat of an extended cab truck. The back seat was about as spacious as my own, with a bit less head space.
I crawled up after her and then shut and locked the door.
Our knees pressed together as our bodies faced inward, and she took a deep breath and relaxed into the seat.
“Okay, what do you want to talk about?”
“Nothing, I just wanted to apologize. I know I’ve been acting a little weird. I’m not doing well with how strong he’s been coming on to you.”
“Well I—”
I cut her off. “I’m not done apologizing.”
Her eyes held defiance as she watched me, but she let me continue.
“Want to know one of my favorite things about winter?” I asked, slowly taking off my coat.
Nora watched me, still pissed.
“I know it’s cold and miserable for almost everyone else, but I like it.”
“What does this have to do with—” Nora tried to cut in, but I pressed my fingers to her lips.
“Still not done.”
She rolled her eyes and finally relaxed into the seat.
Reaching over to her, I undid the large round buttons on her pea coat. She watched, dipping her chin and bouncing her eyes to mine.
“Colson, what are—”
I pushed the coat off her shoulders and then shifted her so she could lie on her back.
“Colson!”
Ignoring her, I continued, “I love that during the winter, and with how frequent these storms have been, none of these car dealerships have the time to clear the windshields.”
I pushed her shirt up until it crowded her neck, and I could see her white bra holding up her tits, which were rising and falling as her breathing increased. Her eyes were on me as I slowly lowered myself between her parted legs.
“No one can see us, Nora. But honestly, even if they could”—I raised up and leveled her with a heated look—“it wouldn’t stop me from apologizing.”
With her lying flat on her back down the length of the seat bench, I kissed her belly and unbuttoned her jeans.
“We can’t,” she said, already pushing her hips up like she craved my touch.
Hooking my thumbs into her jeans, I pulled them down her hips, and her black thong went next until she was naked and exposed to me.
“We can…and we are,” I kissed her smooth mound, while looking up to watch her expression as my tongue darted out and swiped through her folds.
Breathing heavily, Nora’s fingers wound through the longer strands of my hair gently, almost in a caress, like she wasn’t aware of the tenderness she was exhibiting.
Raising her hips, I went slow and took my time to savor this moment as I leisurely licked through her center and sucked on her sensitive nub.
I was beginning to catalog and look forward to the different sounds that Nora Petrov made while writhing underneath me.
Her hips rocked, chasing friction as I fucked her pussy with my tongue, and when her moans grew louder and her breathing more erratic, I pulled away and sat up.
“Come here.” I demanded gruffly while I pulled her up and then turned her, so her ass was on the middle console that was folded down in the front, her legs spread wide as her feet landed on the seat where I was still perched.
“I like this view.” I smiled, watching her glistening pussy as she sat in front of me. I pulled my cock out of my jeans and stroked it up and down.
“Touch yourself, Nora. Let me watch as you fuck your fingers.”
Her mouth parted as she blinked, searching every window, but each one was covered in ice and snow.
“Do it.” I commanded her.
Letting out a breath, she moved her hand down the length of her body and gently circled her clit.
The way she looked, perched in front of me like a meal I could devour, would stay with me for life.
“Now bring that pussy over here and sit on my cock.”
She moved off the console, taking my hand for help, until she was straddling my hips. Her knees stretched wide as she lowered herself onto me.
I watched as she sank down, inch by inch, slowly taking me as she was able, without too much pain. I knew she was still acclimating to my size, so I let her adjust. Finally, once she had taken me fully, she groaned.
“Holy fuck.” Her fingers dug into my shoulders as she looked down at where we connected.
Then it was as though someone had thrown a match into a barrel of gasoline. She moved, and I gripped the back of her neck, marking her with open-mouthed kisses.
I tugged her shirt free of her neck and then pulled her breast free so I could suck on her nipple.
“Colson.” She gasped.
Her hips rotated at a brisk pace, rounding and pushing down on my dick at a frenzied pace.
Gripping her waist, I pulled her against me as I sucked on her breast.
We moved, writhing against each other as our breathing fogged the windows.
Her hand went to the roof to aid her in pushing against my length.
Her tits bounced as she moved, and it was the most glorious thing I had ever watched.
I had never in my life been this lost for someone, or desperate.
I sure as fuck had never fucked someone in the back of a vehicle that I didn’t even own.
Needing her mouth on mine, I pulled her chin down. She lifted herself up the slightest bit so she could swivel her hips forward, rotating them in a way that pulled my cock out of her, and then she lowered herself, consuming it with her pussy again.
“Colson, I need you deeper, this seat…I can’t.”
I moved my ass to the edge, allowing her knees more space, and for her to sink even lower on my shaft and the way she moved against me…fuck.
“Oh God. Fucking shit.” She clamped down, claiming her orgasm with sultry moans.
“Nora. Fuck.”
I managed to rasp out, letting her tight cunt swallow my cock and every drop of my release. Her hips slowed, her fingers came to my shirt as she caught her breath.
Our foreheads finally touched as our breathing evened out, and that’s when I realized Nora was smiling.
A smile I hadn’t ever seen before, it made her eyes brighter, and a small dimple pop along her cheek.
I stroked her hair, tugging on the ends so I could have a better view of it.
“Are you done being mad at me?”
She laughed, then pulled back so she could cradle my face in her hands.
“Were you really jealous of that guy?”
Loving how it felt to have her touching me, I leaned into it.
“Not him…just the way you seem to react to it. I didn’t like that. And I don’t like him touching you, even if it’s just your hand.”
She considered me, brushing her thumb over my lips while humming.
“That might be a problem for us.”
Swallowing harshly, I watched as she stared at me, and something seemed to shift between us.
Like when a glacier slid into the ocean, it was noticeable and a big fucking problem.
We were right back where we were the other night.
Did I want to admit that I didn’t want other men to talk to her, or her to allow them to?
Did I want to be introduced as a friend?
Fuck no…but I also didn’t want to lose her.
Besides, aside from a label separating us, there was a shit-ton more. Namely, the shit I was carrying around from her father.
When she found out that he asked me originally to help her, I knew it would hurt her. If it wasn’t handled properly, she would take it wrong and walk away from me forever. But I ran the risk of losing her either way…and for now, I was too selfish to give her up.