Chapter 30 Nora #2
My kisses turned messy as I trailed down his neck, to his chest, marking my way down his muscled torso, until I was licking the trail to his boxers. Without wasting time, I pushed the material down and freed his monster dick from the pathetic confines that his boxers provided.
He was thick in my fist as I licked up the shaft.
Colson lifted his torso, watching as I took him into my mouth. I had only bobbed my head twice on his weeping tip when he hissed and pulled me up.
“I need you, Nora. I need you right the fuck now. So, either slide down on my dick or get under me, so I can bury myself inside of you.”
Greedy and needing to claim him in some way, I lined myself up with his erection and slowly slid down his length.
He let out another hiss as he grabbed my hips. “Yes, inch by fucking inch.”
Once he was fully sheathed and I was spread wide over his hips, I rocked forward.
“Colson,” I whispered, as my fingers dug into his chest and his hands came up to hold me.
His eyes landed on me, and though it was dark, I could make out that stare, the heavy lust and need that covered them.
“Nora.”
We moved at the same time, he slammed my hips down while thrusting up into me, and I rocked forward, fucking him in slow strokes that, with each one, drew out my own pleasure with silent gasps and an arching back.
I rode him, swiveling my hips in tandem as he thrust and thrust and thrust.
“Fuckkk.” He groaned, holding me against him while he found his release. Without wasting a single second, he flipped me until I was under him.
Then he buried himself in me once more, pinning his forehead to mine, as he moved in slow, powerful strides.
“Nora, tell me you’re mine, tell me this is real.”
Gasping for air, I tangled my fingers in his hair. “This is real.”
Kissing my neck, he groaned.
“And mine, swear you’re mine.”
He rocked his hips, hitting that spot deep inside me that had me crying out.
“I’m yours, and you’re mine.” I added, “Forever…”
He froze over me, staring down.
It made me marginally nervous the way he watched me as if there was a problem, but his length remained hard and erect inside of me.
Then, on a guttural rasp, he said, “Don’t tempt me, Nora. If you offer me forever, I’ll take it.”
I stared into his eyes, realizing how badly he needed this. The letters, now etched into my heart and serving as a way to better understand him, had me tracing his eyebrow and down his nose.
“I promise you, Cole. You have it. My future, my forever, all of it.”
His lips landed on mine, starved for as much as he could take, his hips moved once more, and I was soaring.
Crying out my pleasure and need for him, and he groaned his own.
Connecting with him in this way, with him spilling inside of me…now that we’d made these vows, felt so much deeper than any other time we’d ever fucked before.
Having him like this was more intense, knowing he was claiming my body, my heart and soul all at once.
It wasn’t enough. His lips found my neck as he marked my skin, and I pressed my rear into his growing hardness.
His hand cupped the globe of my ass, stroking and massaging until he was thrusting into my core from behind.
His previous releases were still inside me, spilling down my legs, but I didn’t care.
My head went back to his shoulder as his hand came around to my front, holding my stomach.
We didn’t need words this time as he pulled out and thrust forward, fucking me senseless.
My tits bounced as his frenzied movements shook the bed and left my mouth gaping in shock.
He had never fucked me this hard, and when his orgasm finally ripped through him, it was my name that fell from his lips.
Catching my breath, and feeling him sag against me, I turned and kissed him hard.
Then I whispered in his ear.
“Again. Fuck me again.”
We ended up in the shower, his sheets completely destroyed and on the floor after so many rounds we lost count.
Our mixed releases were all over the place.
I couldn’t get enough of him, but out of sheer exhaustion, he pulled me into his arms, like he was worried I’d try to slip away.
“You wrote to your mom about me,” I whispered into the darkness of the room.
His warm breath was soft against my neck. “Yeah…”
We waited in silence for a few moments until finally, I broke.
“You loved me, all this time, you loved me.”
His embrace tightened. “I didn’t know it was love, Nora. I just knew I couldn’t get enough of you, but I was so worried you didn’t feel the same way and that I’d get fired, so I buried it with insults and trying to get under your skin.”
I laughed, rubbing the hair on his forearm.
“You were already under my skin…I made a secret wedding board for us a long time ago. Rae found it a few months ago and ruthlessly teased me about it.”
I could feel his chuckle reverberating down my spine.
“You have to show it to me.”
Clicking my tongue, I tried to shake my head.
“That’s bad luck, Colson.”
Stroking my hair, he kissed my ear as he asked, “But marriage, you want that someday, then?”
I hummed my response, then added. “I’d be happy with a few kids too. And Macon?” I asked him, curious if he’d want to settle here or go back to California at some point.
He squeezed me tight. “Macon…but starting tomorrow, I think you need to move your stuff over here.”
Laughing into his arm, I kissed it. “Deal.”
I fell asleep knowing this was exactly where my future would begin.