Cole

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Locke laid on the bed, her legs kicked up over her back. The large t-shirt I gave her to wear, floated around her thin frame, barely touching her skin. “Can we bring in the television today?”

Pushing the stack of papers to the side of my desk, I twisted in my seat. “Yeah, we can do that.”

“Good, I think I've read all these books twice already.” Dropping the paperback to the floor, she rolled onto her back. “What are you doing over there?”

Leaning back in my chair, I nibbled the end of my pen as I watched her legs rub back and forth over each other. The heat in my chest spread down through my stomach, working heavy fingers around my cock.

The muscle in my pants jerked to life, growing hard and firm as her toes pointed seductively and her hands softly touched her shoulders.

Biting the end of the pen, I adjusted myself in the chair. “I was working.”

Locke batted her lashes as she smiled. “Am I distracting you?” Resting the tip of her finger on her breast, she circled the hardened bead.

“Distracting is the wrong word, you're teasing me.”

“Teasing you?” Pinching her nipple, she licked her lips. “Why would you think I was teasing you?”

Staring at her, I let my eyes lick her body. This woman was perfection in every way. Her hair was fanned out under her head, spreading like the tail of a peacock on the mattress. The large shirt still outlined her perfect tits and hourglass curves.

I wanted to taste every inch of her skin, exploring the spots that made her giggle and the ones that made her moan. The tip of my tongue touched the back of my teeth, my cock thickened as all the blood in my veins charged down.

Standing up, my dick pushed angrily into my jeans. “You won't be teasing me much longer.”

Locke lifted her finger to her lips and nibbled the end gently. A coy smile slipped across her face as her lids hooded. “Good, I don't think I could wait any longer. You've been staring at those papers for hours and I've been trying to get your attention. It finally worked.”

“Why are you still wearing that shirt?”

Her eyes turned sultry as she bit her bottom lip. “Because you haven't taken it off yet.” Clamping her knees together, she raised her arms over her head.

A raspy growl clawed its way out of my throat as I climbed onto the bed and straddled her legs. Curling my fingers around her hips, I dug in hard. “You're a bad girl.”

“Am I?” Rocking her waist, her back arched up off the mattress, forcing her mound against my stomach. “I kind of like being a bad girl, it feels good.”

Sliding my hands up her belly, I slipped them under the shirt and cupped her tits. “I'm about to make you feel a whole lot better.”

Closing her eyes, she let out a heavy breath as her head tipped back. There was no way for me to put into words how good it felt having her with me. It was powerful, it fueled me, it made me feel like I was finally whole. She was the only thing I ever wanted.

She was safe with me.

She was meant for me.

Time had done nothing to change the feelings I felt inside for this girl. She didn't know I existed back then, but that hadn't stopped me from falling for her. The first time I laid eyes on her something inside me changed.

Those feelings were still there, hiding behind pain and guilt, but they were just as strong.

Her hands wrapped around my neck and pulled me down. Resting her lips against my ear, she whispered. “Is it wrong that I enjoy being here? Is it bad for me to not want to run?” Her tongue traced the shell of my ear. “Because I like this, and I can't tell if what I feel is real or not. Maybe this is all just a trick and any moment the curtain is going to drop.”

Holding myself up on my forearms, I looked down on the face of an angel. “If you feel it, it's definitely real.” Kissing her hard, I curled my fingers into her hair and gripped the roots. “Nothing is wrong if it's what you want. Do you want this? Can you feel it. . .” Pausing, I slid a finger down her chest between her tits. “Deep down?”

“Will you keep me?” she asked, nuzzling her cheek against mine. “Keep me so this never has to end.”

“I never planned on letting you go.” Rocking my hips, I rubbed my hard-on up and down her pussy.

I could feel her heat through my jeans, I could smell her nectar as her pussy grew wet and melted in need.

Locke moaned, pressing her tits up in the air. Her nipples were hard, popping out through the shirt. “Take this thing off me.”

Tearing at the cloth, I yanked it over her head. Her skin exploded in goosebumps as she wriggled beneath me. Dropping the shirt to the floor, I gripped her tits hard. Dragging my tongue over the pebbled skin, I sucked her pale pink buds.

Her pulse picked up, beating so hard I could hear her veins pumping the blood through her body. Scraping her nails down my back, Locke ripped my shirt over my head and sunk her teeth into my shoulder.

The pain hit my nerves, making my cock jump and my heart beat faster. I was hard as a rock, unable to hold back anymore. Freeing the engorged muscle, I pushed her thighs apart and started stroking my dick.

Her pussy glistened as I dipped two fingers in, pumping them fast and hard. Locke's eyes snapped shut as she gasped. I wanted to feel her come over and over again.

I wanted to take her with my fingers, I wanted to take her with my tongue, I wanted to take her with my cock.

I wanted to take every piece of her and keep her for myself, never allowing the world to touch her again.

This is mine. She's mine.

And no one is going to take her from me.

Sinking my fingers in deep, I thumbed her clit. Locke's pussy tightened, holding me inside. Her thighs shook, trembling violently as I strummed her clit and forced the orgasm to shoot around her body.

“Fuck, Cole, fuck.” Locke dragged her hands through her hair, pulling it tight around her scalp.

Kissing her belly, I slowed down and slipped my fingers free. The juice dripped down my hand, coating me in liquid satisfaction.

Licking my lips, I sucked her flavor off my skin and moaned. “I'm not done with you yet.” Holding her thighs open, I pushed myself down and placed gentle kisses on the inside of her thigh. “I need more.”

Flicking her clit with my tongue, I felt her body convulse. “Mm,” she hissed as she bit her bottom lip hard.

The way she nibbled her lips drove me insane. She had no idea how much it turned me on. I could taste her all day, I could swallow her till I was full and it still wouldn't be enough.

I was addicted.

Licking and tasting, I lapped up her cream, swallowing every last bit I could. She tasted so sweet, she tasted like honey and pure desire. “I'm going to make you come again, I'm going to make you come on my face.” Sucking her clit, I ran my tongue up her hot center. “And then I'm going to make you come on my cock.”

Twirling my tongue faster and faster around her needy button, Locke's muscles turned stiff, forcing her to snap her thighs shut against the side of my head. I didn't stop, I kept going, I kept licking and licking until her pussy juiced again, pulsing against my lips.

Falling limp, Lock drew her fingers through my hair, twirling the strands and then letting them fall free. “Oh my god, Cole, I've never felt anything like that before.”

Pressing up on my knees, I curled my hands under ass and lifted her off the bed. “I'm not done with you.” Guiding my cock to her entrance, I pushed in fast and hard.

I had to fuck her, I had to take her and make her mine. My cock hurt, it throbbed and pulsed painfully, begging for a release.

Thrusting in, I stayed still for a moment, just allowing her tight pussy to clench around me. Her walls closed in, milking my shaft. A small piece of heaven had just gobbled me up, silencing any thoughts that tried to climb into my head.

Right then it was just us. There was no outside world, there was no time or space or air. I didn't need to breathe because she was the oxygen that filled my lungs. I didn't need to hear because she was the only voice I ever wanted.

This was what I had wanted all those years ago. I wanted to share myself with her, but I never got the chance. Things happened that changed everything.

I thought I'd never see her again, I thought she would disappear and become a figment of my imagination; the girl that I would always compare others to.

Now I had her, she was mine and I never planned on letting go.

My balls drew up instantly, ready to explode, ready to fill her with hot come. Pulling back, I thrusted again and again. I felt wild, lost in her warmth and slick desire.

Digging my hands into the plump muscle of her ass, I held her in place. My heart beat a million times a second as I took in heavy breaths and pounded her hard.

Grunting loud, I gave one last thrust, letting go deep inside her. Our eyes locked, hers glistening in a moment of pure happiness. I watched her stoic expression as her chest heaved and her muscles twitched.

She was a lost soul.

She was a tortured star.

And I couldn't help but think that right then. . .

Locke was just Locke.

She was the girl who still had a future she could never see. She was the girl who could still take the ashes at her feet and create new life.

And I was going to give it all back to her.