“You deserve a proper fucking, don't you?”
Pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, I bite down and nod. God, I want him so badly right now.
Cole slides his hand up to my hair, wrapping it around his fist as he pulls my head back. “Then a proper fucking is what you'll get.”
He slowly inches out, his piercings hitting all the right spots again before he pauses with just the tip inside. There's a moment of anticipation hanging in the air between us before he slams into me without any warning. His hips shift and he thrusts into me, pushing me against the edge of the washer.
I cry out in pleasure and I push back against him, meeting every thrust. He releases my hair, sliding both hands to my hips as he starts to fuck me harder. There's a haziness growing along the perimeter of my vision and I'm close to seeing stars as he keeps slamming into me.
Thankfully, Chloe is sound asleep and has her noise machine because I'm in an awfully compromising situation. The last thing I need is for her to find me here with Cole like this.
“You were made to take my cock,” Cole groans, his movements becoming erratic. He reaches for my hand, pulling it down in front of me as he pushes it between my legs. “Play with yourself while I fuck you.”
I inhale sharply, both nervousness and excitement dancing inside of me. “Okay,” I breathe, my voice barely audible as I start to move my fingers against my clit. A low moan escapes me, filling the small room as my legs start to feel weak. “Fuck me harder, Cole.”
He leans forward, his body warm as his lips graze my ear. “That's it,” he groans, thrusting into me harder as he nips at my earlobe. “Make yourself come for me.”
Another moan escapes me until they're cascading from my lips, tangling with his name. Feeling him like this is everything I've wanted. I've missed him and his company, but I've needed this closeness with him. This connection. This wildfire that spreads rampant between us.
He thrusts again and my fingers work against my clit faster until I feel myself clenching around him. His hands, his mouth, his cock, and his piercings. All of it combined with my fingers has me catapulting over the edge of ecstasy. He slides his entire length into me, filling me to the brim as I let out a cry.
Our surroundings faded long ago and my orgasm sucks me under. My legs shake, my pussy tightening around him as he calls out my name. His fingers grip my hips and he murmurs against my ear.
“Oh, fuck, Ella,” he moans, rocking into me as he spills himself deep inside me. My head falls forward against the washer as my orgasm starts to subside, but my body is still riding out the waves. “Jesus Christ. You're mine, El. Mine, mine, mine.”
“Yours,” I breathe, my lungs filling with oxygen as my heart spills over with love.
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
COLE
“Iowe you an explanation.”
I glance at the top of Ella's head as she's lying on my chest. I thought she had fallen asleep as her breathing had evened out and she's been quiet the past twenty minutes. After I fucked her in the laundry room when I first arrived, we ended up coming to her bedroom for a second round. She asked me to stay the night and I have no plans of going anywhere... ever.
“For what?” I question her, my voice quiet as she sits up on the bed. She grabs the comforter, wrapping it around her naked body as I move farther up the mattress, sitting with my back against the headboard. I reach for her, pulling her closer to me so she's sitting right beside my torso. “You don't owe me any kind of explanation.”
Ella's eyes search mine and she gives me a soft smile as she shakes her head at me. “I feel like I do. I haven't been completely forthcoming about my past with you and I'm ready to tell you about what happened.”
My heart crawls into my throat and I slowly nod. “Okay.” I never want her to feel like she owes me anything, especially diving into something like this that has caused her so much pain. Since I met her, it was clear to see she was deeply affected bysomething and she was continually working to get past whatever it was that has been holding her back. I know enough now, but if she wants to tell me more, I won't stop her from doing that.
She feels safe enough with me or she wouldn't have brought it up.
“When I turned eighteen, I really struggled with my identity and what I wanted to do in life.” She pauses for a beat, taking a deep breath, as if she's clearing her head before she continues. “Wyatt had things figured out. He was going to school to be a doctor and I was living on a dream that I could make a career out of being an artist. My parents supported whatever I wanted to do, but they made it known I needed to figure something out, other than just painting.”
“After Wyatt and I lost our parents, I felt like I lost a part of myself with them.” She pauses for a beat, taking a deep breath as if she's clearing her head before she continues. “It was a really rough time for me. You know, Wyatt struggled that entire summer and it was so hard for me to watch. I felt like I became his parent and had to drag him out of the darkness and force him to get on with his life. Our parents would have been pissed to see him wasting away, so I made it my mission to make sure he didn’t mess up his life.”
Her chest rises, her lips parting as she blinks away her tears. “Losing them was hard. I'll never forget sitting in that hospital and the doctor walking into the waiting room. Our father died on impact. It was 4:07 in the morning and they weren't able to save my mom. They tried everything they could, but there was too much damage and she had lost too much blood.” She lets out a ragged breath. “My life was already in shambles at that point and their death changed the trajectory even more.”
Words can't even describe how terrible I feel for her, listening to her recount the tragedy from her past. Ella maintains composure, but my heart breaks in my chest. Iremember when they lost them and the aftermath, but I wasn’t there when they got the raw, brutal news.
“I'm so sorry, Ella,” I concur, my voice quiet, emotion washing over me.
She gives me a small smile and essentially waves it off as if it's nothing. “It's fine. It happened and it was really hard to go through, but here I am. I still think about them frequently and I really do miss them, but it's weirdly gotten easier over the years.” She shakes her head. “I feel horrible even saying that.”
“Time doesn't erase the pain, but it makes it more bearable.”
Ella nods before she continues with her story. “I left Silverspur Springs with Jacob because I thought he could help me build a life. He was older and had his life figured out. Wyatt left for college, you were gone and my parents were focused on their lives after spending so much time raising their kids. In a way… I was just kind of left behind. And alone.”
