Chapter 26 Cole
TWENTY-SIX
COLE
As much as I want to leave with Eve—hell, as much as I want to toss her over my shoulder so there’s no doubt she’s mine—I have to wait.
Because we’re still a secret.
When she explained her mom set her up on a blind date, I didn’t have a problem with it. I trust her.
I didn’t expect to get so jealous seeing the other guy make her laugh. The rational side of me recognizes that she’s not laughing the way she laughs with me, more like how she does with the guys on the hockey team or around her friends.
It’s not that I’m worried she’d be interested in him or that he could steal her from me, my problem is that I don’t get to do the same thing with her.
I count the minutes, debating with myself what an acceptable amount of time is before I leave her brother to follow her home.
Once Eve begins sending me sexy selfies of her waiting for me, missing a different article of clothing in each photo, I’m done. She doesn’t get down to her bra before I let her know I’m on my way.
“I’m beat. I’ll see you later, man.”
“What? I thought we were hanging out,” Benson protests. “You’re always running off on me lately. What’s the deal, are you seeing someone?”
My gut clenches. “No.”
“Have one more drink.”
“I see your mug at dinner with your family twice a week, minimum.” I cover his face with a laugh and give him a light shove. “You’ll live.”
Once my tab is paid, he messes with me by trying to wrestle before I leave. I snort, winning by going for the spot he’s ticklish. It always worked when we’d screw around in the locker room before practice and games. He howls, pushing off me.
“Still can’t beat me,” I joke.
“Cold, brother. Cold!”
He clutches his side, calling after me without any heat. I wave without looking back.
It only takes me five minutes to drive home instead of the usual ten.
She’s waiting for me when I come through the door, leaning enticingly in the hall a few feet out of reach in only a bra and panties.
“Finally,” she sasses.
“I had to get away from your brother first,” I mutter, more focused on drinking in the sight of her.
I toss my keys at the bowl she made for the table near the entrance, missing by a mile. They drop to the floor. We both ignore them.
“You win, so you get anything you want.”
“Easy. You’re what I want. Just you.”
She tilts her head. “I thought you said you’d make it worth my while if I left?”
I’m a fucking goner whenever she does the cute little head tilt. There’s too much I want at once.
Keeping myself planted in place, I reach behind my head to tug my shirt off. Her eyes brim with desire, admiring my physique. I drop it, gaze locked on her.
“I’m a man of my word, sweetheart. Come here.”
She bolts at me with a giggle, jumping up. I catch her, mouth descending on hers as I press her back to the wall. My fingers dig into her thighs and a groan tears from me as she writhes.
“You’re still wearing too many clothes,” she says between kisses.
“Let’s fix that.”
I carry her through the apartment, kicking the bedroom door wider. When I toss her, she bounces on the mattress. She ditches her bra while I flick the button open on my jeans, shoving them down with my boxers in one go. My gaze rakes over her as I stroke my cock.
“You can do anything you want with me.” Her fingertips run over her body enticingly. “You can kneel over me and fuck my mouth. Flip me over and fill my pussy. Use me.”
Jesus. My grip tightens around the base of my dick to ride out the heat.
“Don’t move. I know exactly what I want first.”
The bed dips as I join her. Her lashes flutter when my touch skims up her leg, delving between her thighs to graze her pussy. Her panties are soaked. The corners of my mouth curl.
I take them off and settle between her legs, kissing a path across her skin until I reach her slick folds.
“You’re so wet,” I praise. “Is this for me?”
“Yes,” she breathes.
I lower my mouth to swipe my tongue through her folds. She shivers, already so responsive.
“Oh, you need to come badly, don’t you?”
“Please.”
I’ve teased her enough tonight. I’m ready to devour her.
She moans as I lick and suck the way she likes, working her slowly until she begins to buck beneath me. When she’s ready for more, I give it to her, sinking two fingers inside. They slip in easily from how aroused she is. I pull them out shortly after and she cries at the loss.
“Look at this pretty cream all over my fingers.” I hum, sucking them clean before fucking her with them again. “You taste so good.”
She reaches for me, scraping her nails across my shoulders as she tries to tug me up. I catch her wrist and thread our fingers, placing a kiss to her clit.
“I want to touch you,” she whimpers. “Make you feel good, too.”
“This isn’t about me right now, Evie. I’m erasing every man who looked at you tonight and thought they could have you.”
As I speak, I crawl over her, bracing my arms on either side. The hitch in her breath makes her hardened nipples graze my chest.
“No one wanted—”
“They did. I’ll spend all night reminding your body why it’s mine, sweetheart.”
“It knows,” she says, half laughing, half gasping in pleasure when I shift to circle my tongue around her nipple. “Oh god, Cole, please. I’m only yours.”
“That’s right, baby. Say it again.”
“Yours,” she whispers like a prayer.
“Can’t hear you.”
I kiss a trail down her body. With each one, she repeats it louder until she screams it when my head buries between her legs again.
Her plush thighs clamp on my head when she’s close to coming. My tongue swirls around her clit while I caress her hip with my free hand. I read every sound she makes and the way she clenches my fingers to devour her the way she needs.
“Oh! I’m—ah!”
Her body contorts, hips bucking against my jaw, greedy for her pleasure. I oblige my girl, giving her what she wants until she whimpers and pushes me off when it’s too much.
I lift my head to watch her. She’s trembling, chest heaving as she gasps with tiny moans. I love taking her apart like this.
“You like when I make you come with my mouth, sweetheart?”
“Yes. So good,” she mumbles.
She’s the most stunning woman I’ve ever been with. I want to worship her luscious body every minute of the day. Cherish her. Eternity won’t be enough for me.
I love having her bare, but an idea pops in my head. I drag myself from her momentarily to reach for one of her toys and the jacket draped over a chair in the corner.
“Put this on for me.” I toss it to her.
Still breathless and languid from her orgasm, she sits up. Her mouth stretches in a pleased grin when she slips her arms through the sleeves.
“Your coaching jacket? Why?”
“Because I like seeing you wearing my name.” I return to the bed, pinning her to it with a kiss. “Looking like you’re mine.”
“Possessive,” she teases.
“Yes.” I nip her bottom lip. “You like it.”
“I do. I like everything about you.”
I hum in satisfaction. “You like me, huh? Show me.”
She twines her arms around my neck to draw me into a kiss. I knead her waist with one hand, enjoying the way she arches against me. Then I take a fistful of the jacket and bring my mouth to her ear.
“Good girl. Now let me eat your pussy while you’re wearing my name.”
I resume my position, pulling her legs over my shoulders and switching the vibrator on.
I work around it, alternating from using it on her clit while my tongue dips inside her entrance.
Her moans are music to my ears. I take my time, enjoying every second of pleasure I bring her.
My hips rut against the sheets because her sounds are too damn good.
“Please, please,” she urges after I’ve made her come over and over.
I tear my mouth from her pussy. “Please, what?”
“Please fuck me. I need you so bad.”
“What do you need?”
I’m already moving, lining up at her glistening entrance. She tries to angle her hips to get me to penetrate her. I caress her side.
“Use your words, sweetheart. Tell me.”
“You. Inside me. Please, Cole.”
I drive into her with a sharp thrust that makes her back bow and her mouth open in a silent scream.
“Is that what you wanted? My cock?”
“Yes. God, yes.”
I collapse over her, claiming her mouth in a scorching kiss and swallowing every noise she makes. She meets my thrusts, legs locked around me.
“Flip over,” I rasp. “I want to watch you taking my cock with my name across your back.”
She moans with a shudder, pussy tightening on my dick. Both of us stay in the same position for a moment longer before I let her turn onto her stomach. She lifts her hips and a ragged breath tears from me.
“Fuck, you look incredible like this, Evie.”
My palm splays on the small of her back, skimming her spine to touch where the jacket reads Assistant Coach Kincaid.
I search the bed for the abandoned toy, giving it to her. “Make yourself come on my cock.”
Taking her hips, I sink back into her with her name falling from my lips. She circles her hips, tossing her head back when I fuck her hard and fast. I grip the jacket for leverage to slam into her. She gasps and I feel it when she comes.
She’s perfect. Fucking perfect.
I hold out as long as possible, but my orgasm crashes over me. My body seizes, fingers digging into her, ragged breaths scraping my throat. She sighs in pleasure when I pulse inside her, filling her pussy with come.
“Feels so good,” she murmurs.
She slumps against the sheets and I’m right behind her, making sure I don’t crush her.
“Oh my god,” she mumbles once we catch our breath.
“Yeah.” A weak chuckle leaves me. I run my fingers through her hair. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No. That was amazing.”
She twists to face me with a pretty, fucked out smile. Something loosens in my chest. I kiss her gently.
“You relax. I’m going to clean you up and do all the work.”
I help her out of my coaching jacket, kissing each of her hands when I pull them free. Then I lift her into my arms. She hums and rests her head against my chest, tracing my jaw with her fingertips. I dip my head to brush my lips over hers.
In the bathroom, I put her down, keeping her steady against me while starting the shower. It warms up quickly and I help her step into the tub with me.
The water feels great raining over us. We stand beneath the spray holding each other. I rub her back and she places soft kisses on my chest.
Turning her around, I reach for a washcloth. One arm slides around her waist for support as I run it over her.
“Lean against me,” I encourage.
She tips her head back as I swipe it lightly between her legs. Her sigh is tinged with an echo of pleasure. I play with her pussy a little, but neither of us are inclined to go further. This is more about touching for the sake of it than wanting to make her come again. She needs rest.
“Close your eyes for me. I’m going to wash your hair.”
My chest expands with warmth when I use my shampoo on her. She’s used it once before when she forgot hers.
I take my time lathering her hair, pulling the suds through the wet strands and massaging her head.
“Oh,” she murmurs. “You’re good at that.”
“I’ll wash your hair for you anytime you want, sweetheart. Keep your eyes closed, I’m going to rinse.”
Once we’re clean, I switch the showerhead off and fill the tub. I guide her between my legs when we get in, kissing her cheek, her throat, her shoulder. Anywhere within reach.
She twines our fingers together and lays back. “I could stay like this forever.”
“Me too.”
We talk quietly about our lives when she brings up her next goals, but there’s no urge to fill the comfortable silences. It’s enough for both of us to enjoy each other’s company.
“I think it would be cool to have a storefront space for Sweet Luxe, you know? I put it down on my vision board. One that has a living space attached or above it would be great. What do you think?”
“Planning like that is still a new concept for me. But I think that would work.” As long as it’s with her.
“Imagine if a space opened up on Main Street Square? Somewhere we could fit all my crafts and your hockey gear. And where Knights players will fit when they inevitably drop by.”
I chuckle, enchanted by the life she paints. “And a dog, too.”
“Yeah! We definitely need to get you a dog.”
Eventually she falls asleep against my chest. I sit there for a while longer, chasing water droplets across her silky skin. When the water goes cold, I carry her out, careful not to wake her. Once I dry her off, then myself, I get her into bed.
Everything feels right with Eve.
The thought crosses my mind as I lay there with her tucked against me. This isn’t simply sex, it’s much deeper than superficial lust. My heart beats steadier when I’m around her. She makes me want to be the best version of myself to become everything she needs.
I kiss the top of her head and hold her closer. I never want to be apart from her.