He comes back in with two smoothies and hands me one as he sits next to me. I gulp down a few mouthfuls before moaning, “Oh my god, this is amazing, Cole.” Are his cheeks going red?
“Glad you like it.” He levels that beautiful smile my way, and I crack.
“Okay, so I have a confession.” He nods at me to carry on. “I’m not mad you came to spy on me. Looking back now, it was pretty hilarious, and clearly Archie’s idea. What’s upsetting is that I asked you right what you thought and you didn’t message me back…It hurt me, Cole.”
He grabs my hands and strokes small circles on the back; that touch alone sends sparks through my body.Jesus, get a grip, girl.
“What can I do to make it better?” His question catches me off guard, and I almost tell him what Ireallywant him to do.
Instead, I say, “You can come to yoga with me, you and those idiotic brothers of yours.” Seeing them try and fail at yoga will be an impressive punishment, if I do say so myself.
He laughs. “Okay. Yoga it is. Am I forgiven then?”
“Only if you finishThe Vampire Diarieswith me.”
“I’ll grab the popcorn, you grab the blankets.
And like no time has passed at all, my best friend is back.
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He kisses down the side of my neck, making me moan. I love that delicious, tingling feeling you get when they hit the spot right. He bites down, and I cry out, the sensation shooting straight through to my core. I wiggle back onto him, desperate for some friction, so much so that I’m rubbing up against him like a damned cat in season. His arms band around me, just underneath my breasts and his fingers find my nipple. He squeezes, making me cry out louder. I’m going to come, I’m going to come from him playing with just one nipple. I’m screwed. What the hell is it going to feel like when we make love?
“Fuck, Lacey.” Cole moans my name into my ear. He sounds so close. “Hmm,” he moans again.
Is this a dream, or is this really happening?
My eyes fly open. Sure enough, Cole’s arm is draped around me, and I shamelessly wiggle onto his very hard, huge cock.
I freeze, not daring to breathe.
“Cole?” I whisper his name, not wanting to startle him awake.
“Hmm? A few more minutes,” he mumbles, his voice sexy and sleep-addled.
“Cole, we fell asleep on the couch, and I hate to ruin the moment, but Peanut is pressing hard on my bladder right now.”
I hear him chuckle, then he loosens his arm, and I try to manoeuvre myself off the couch, but my centre of gravity is off with the bump, and I fall on my backside.
Cole’s eyes fly open, and I realise he was asleep this whole time. Our eyes collide, and then mine zero in on the very…very…big and thick and…
Cole clears his throat, his cheeks blazing. My eyes go wide, but I don’t say anything to him because I can’t, so I scramble to my feet and run to the bathroom before I embarrass myself all over the floor.
I finish doing what I need to do, wash my hands, and I feel a bubbling sensation in my stomach.Am I hungry?The feeling is there again.
“Oh my god, Peanut, is that you?” I place a hand to my stomach, and as if she hears me, those little popping bubbles appear again.
“OH MY GOD!” I shout as loud as I can because this is amazing.
Cole comes crashing, literally crashing, through my bathroom door, eyes wide.
“What’s wrong?!” His eyes are frantic and searching, and his hands roam over my body, then cup my face. “Lacey, can you hear me? What’s happened?”
I put my hands over his, the tears spilling over onto my cheeks and down my face. “Nothing is wrong, Cole. I felt the baby move.” My voice is a horse whisper.
He breaks into a smile that stretches across his face. “Can I feel?”
I nod, and he places his hands over my bump. I move them to where I last felt Peanut. He kneels before me and presses the side of his face ever so gently to my bump.
