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It was one of the first things we learned in couple’s therapy. We’d needed it, because I didn’t want my shit fucking us up any longer, and it wasn’t as simple as willing it away. Plus, with all the headlines about our affair that “mysteriously” leaked, and the legal battle narrowly missed when one of Cole’s more conservative investors decided they wanted no part of it, we needed to make sure our relationship didn’t burn under the heat of public scrutiny. We were taking no chances with our love.
With the tree bark scratching at my back, I gazed toward the small opening in the dense patch of leaves, squinting at the ray of sun as Cole laid his head in my lap. “Think she’s happy for us?”
“I think she’s ecstatic, bursting with pride,” he said confidently. I glanced down at him with gratitude, playing with the hair that curled slightly above his ears, getting lost in the way his pale blue eyes sparkled like shards of glass left out in the sun.
“What about Franklin?”
“What about him?” he asked, hands folded over his chest as he soaked up my affection. “He’s okay with us. You believe that, right?”
I did. Franklin had been our biggest supporter when everything went down. As the former head of Nexcom Global, and as Cole’s father, and my stepfather, his voice held weight, and he’d used it, stepping back into the spotlight to announce his approval of us. To stand by us, and against anyone who had a problem with us, making it clear the legacy of the company he’d built with his own hands came second to his legacy as a father. “Yeah, I believe it,” I said.
“Come here,” he whispered, towing me down by the nape. The kiss quickly advanced to something darker, hungrier, as it often did, and I found myself in a prone position, breaths sawing into the air as Cole scooted down my body to remove my shoes.
“Cole, we can’t,” I said, to which he ignored me, unlacing my other shoe. “Cole,” I tried again, but his hands were now at his zipper, his cock so hard in his slacks, if I didn’t get through to him before he hauled it out, we’d never make it back to the house tonight.
“I’m hungry. All we had were pretzels and Pepsi.”
“Don’t worry, angel. I’m about to feed you,” he said, unwaveringly.
“We don’t have lube!” I cried through laughter, shielding my eyes as he set his monster free. “We don’t have lube,” I said more seriously, because really, I had to get him back to the house in an hour.
I opened a slit in my hand, peeking out at the sound of a bottle cap opening. I pushed to my elbows. “You brought lube?” I fell back laughing hysterically. Of course he did. I’d never been so happy, so horny, so not willing to give in, or so in love as I was right then, living in ourright now. And right now his hands were at my button-fly.
“Cole, listen to me,” I spoke slowly, attempting to pierce through his lust-addled brain. My last resort would be to safeword him. “The sun is setting. I’d really like to enjoy it on horseback. Also, we don’t want to have them out at night, do we? You can have me however you want for as long as you want when we get inside the house.”
He rested on his haunches, jaw shifting on its hinges as he considered me. I fixed my hair, removing the golden halo effect, trying my best to not look like a meal. “Fine,” he said, “we’ll get the horses back, but then I’m fucking you in the stables.” He stood, tucking his cock back into his pants.
“Cole—”
“You’re wasting sunlight,” he said, walking with a stiff gait to take his seat on Lightning before taking Warrior’s reins in his hand. He clicked his tongue, and they circled until they were facing and waiting for me. “I fuck you in the stables, or I get down and take you right here on the grass. The choice is yours, Jasper.”
“Is it?” I asked dryly, dusting my pants off and mounting Warrior.
The sky was orange with the dying sun by the time we arrived at the stables. We dismounted the horses, untacked and tended to them before leading them into their stalls. Cole worked with quiet determination, while I thought over how I’d get us to the house in the next fifteen minutes.
“So,” I began, the rest of my words melting away at the sight of Cole stripping out of his clothes as he headed for a foldout chair, which sat atop a small patch of spilled hay.
“Get naked, Jasper,” he said, settling onto the chair and letting his legs fall open as he worked lube up and down his cock, “and open yourself up.” He dropped the bottle onto the hay at his feet.
“Can’t we get to the house first?” I asked around the saliva pooling in my mouth.
“I promised to get the horses back before dark. I never promised you a cozy bed, angel.” His hand moved a mile a minute, choking his dick as he shuddered in his seat.
I stripped, because I wanted him and because he wouldn’t take no for an answer. I wouldn’t have wanted him to, anyway.
Squatting in front of him, I fucked one, and then two fingers in and out of me until they entered and retreated without resistance, until I was begging for God, and until the twitch in Cole’s cheek had its own heartbeat.
“Enough,” he barked, as I went to insert a third digit. “I want the fit to be nice and tight.”
I could’ve opened myself up with two fists and taking Cole’s cock would’ve still been considered a tough entry. He patted his thigh, the chair rocking from the enthusiastic way he jerked himself off. “Is that going to hold us?” I asked, straddling him but still standing.
“I fucking hope not. Because if so, it means we’re doing it all wrong,” he said. He looked obscene sitting in the fragile chair, holding his shiny, olive-toned shaft with its purpling head up like a pistol, waiting for me to sink onto it. He made obscene look sexy as hell, though.
“That’s it,” he praised as I lowered onto him, sweat beading at my temples. “Take me like you always do, angel. Your hole was made for my cock.”
I wasn’t the only one feeling the effects of the careful consumption of his big dick. Freckles of perspiration bloomed along his Grecian nose.
Cole gave me no reprieve, as soon as he was deeply embedded in me, my nails digging into the skin of his shoulders, we were moving.
