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He looked down at himself in bemusement.

“That’s a very good question,” he said.

“Well, get them off and come over here,” I said. “I’m going to give it back—”

“I just want to be inside you,” he said. “You’ll have plenty of time to get me back. I want this to be about you.”

God, how did I get so lucky?

“As long as you’re getting something out of it.”

Cole chuckled as he unbuckled his jeans and pushed them and his boxers down. The sight of his thick cock made me wonder if I would hurt when he got inside. I had no frame of reference; maybe he was huge, maybe he was average. He certainly looked thick and he looked large, but all I really cared about was how I felt when I took him in.

But I wasn’t going to say no now. Nor did I want to.

“I know I just ate you out,” he said. “But I want to make sure—”

“If you ask that question again, I’m going to take you against your will,” I said with a laugh. “Fucking come here and get inside me.”

Cole went wide-eyed, and I just laughed further. I liked pushing Cole; he liked me pushing him.I think we have the start of something special here.

He came on top of me, kissing me. His cock brushed the outside of me. I didn’t even care that he didn’t have a condom; I was obviously clean, and I trusted that he would not have put me in a spot to get anything.

And as far as the risk of kids? Well, to be frank, I was not thinking about kids in the slightest. And if I had been, I would have said that I didn’t worry about it. I wanted them eventually, and if Cole was the dad, he would have been the best choice.

“OK,” he said as he reached down, grabbed himself, and put himself ready to slide inside.

I took a deep breath. I didn’t care if it hurt at first, as long as—

He went inside me.

It didn’t hurt at all.

In fact, it felt fucking incredible.

There was some... discomfort wasn’t the right word, but there was some adjusting needed for the sensation, but it was the best kind of adjustment. It was the adjustment of being connected with Cole, of having him in me.

I held his face close. I kissed him. I pressed my hips against his. He wasn’t thrusting so much as he was just inside me. It felt incredible; it felt so connected.

I had no regrets at all about this moment. I didn’t feel anything but sheer joy and happiness at being with Cole. Yes, I wanted to be with him. I wanted him to come with me to New Mexico. I wanted us to go as long as we could.

Cole eventually picked up the pace, and I went from thinking about how incredible my first time was to just enjoying the pleasure that filled my bones. I had a little bit too much going on upstairs to climax again, but that didn’t mean I didn’t relish or moan at every single thrust, every single feeling of him going deeper and deeper. If anything, I wanted to prolong this as long as I could—I was in no rush to finish anything.

And even when Cole did eventually finish, I knew we had all day, all night, and the morning after. We’d order in food if we had to. I wanted the next twenty-four hours or so to just be us getting to know each other’s bodies.

Every position was a novel experience. I did not expect to realize that I liked sitting on the edge of the bed and straddling Cole as much as I did, for instance; it was so hot being pressed against his body and being able to kiss him while I was upright. I wasn’t the biggest fan of doggie style because I couldn’t see him, but that was very different from saying I didn’t like it, because I definitely did.

When we got to me on top, I let my hair hang over his face as I leaned forward to kiss him. Cole’s sturdy, thick arms wrapped around me. And then his cock started to swell as he increased his thrusting.He’s about to come.

“Oh, Cole, baby,” I whispered into his ear.

He responded with a series of inaudible grunts. His cock continued to swell, and I felt like I could literally feel the cum rising in his shaft. I just kept kissing his neck, kissing his cheek, kissing any part of him as he approached that release.

“Ah!”

And then he fired his warm seed inside of me. I loved every spurt, every shot of cum into me. It felt so good to know that I had made Cole come.

And when he finally finished, I giggled, kissed him, and slid off him. I searched for the right words to say, but honestly…