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It’s dirty.
I love it.
My stomach and core tighten simultaneously.
Then Cole proceeds to rock my world.
Chapter Five
Friends
The next morning I wake with a start.
What the heck? Where is that noise coming from?
Buzz-buzz, buzz-buzz, buzz-buzz
Is there a goddamn bee in my bed?
The thought of a bee in my bed makes me jump up like a jack-in-the-box. So, here I stand on my bed, hardly awake and disorientated, mimicking a wrestling stance to fight a bee that I’m not one hundred percent sure exists.
A frown forms on my face. Something’s wrong here. My eyes focus on the flashing light produced by my cell phone on my nightstand.
I lower my grappling stance and hop off the bed.
Squinting, I pick up my cell phone and check the time. It reads 6:24am.
You’re freakin’ kidding me!
The person who just texted me obviously has a death wish. With a sigh, I open the offending text message and a surprised smile forms on my face when I see it’s from Cole.
Last night was hot. So hot I thought we’d burn the sheets. Or, at least, I’d burn the sheets. He did exactly what he said he would.
He rocked my world.
Cole made sure of that. He licked me, sucked me and made out with my pussy til I was almost in tears. The ass wouldn’t let me come and was enjoying it thoroughly. Every time I hurled sex-induced abuse at him, he would chuckle. Then it finally happened. And angels sang.
My legs shook, my core convulsed and I was spent. I fell into a sex coma.
Cole let me be for a little while. I subconsciously heard shuffling feet and running water, then I was being wiped with something soft and warm. Still in an endorphin-filled daze, I could only smile.
He scooped me up and walked me to the lounge room, placed me on the sofa and brought me the cold pizza. We ate in silence. Staring at each other and smiling like the idiots we are.
When we finished eating, we sat wrapped up in each other, necking like a couple of teenagers. And even though it was cheesy, it was nice. So nice, I didn’t want him to go. During the remainder of the night, I mentally argued with myself. If oral sex was that great with Cole, the real thing would have to be spectacular.
Maybe it would rival sex with Ghost. I hope it rivals sex with Ghost.
I mentally sigh.
Nothing rivals sex with Ghost.
Before I knew it, it was close to midnight and Cole was getting ready to leave. Putting on the shirt I tore off him, and the shoes he took off to be more comfortable, I walked him to the door and pulled him down to place a chaste kiss on his full lips. This was obviously the wrong thing to do because he growled and pushed me up against the wall where he savagely kissed the hell out of me for another few minutes. He pulled away from me. I ran my fingers through his hair, cupped his cheeks and searched his face. He looked indecisive. So, naturally, I squeaked when he picked me up, forcing my legs to wrap around his waist, and carried me back to my room for round two. I smile at the memory. The second time, he let me come after ten minutes. Ten minutes of sweet torture. Attempting to leave a second time, I walked him back to the door but when I went to kiss him, he stopped me with a firm, “No. ”
I am really liking Cole. Cole the caveman. Cole the sweetheart. I like him both ways.
This brings us to now. I open the text message. My eyes widen and I flush before bursting into laughter.
Cole: I figured it out. You taste like my grandmother’s blueberry pie.
