Chapter Nine
Four weeks later
Cole pushed Elena to the bed, and he had her hands pinned above her head. They were both naked, and after he had just bested her at a word game, he now could do whatever the hell he wanted with her. It had started out innocently enough. Just a small game they had played earlier. He’d been going through his attic, and Elena had found the game, which had all the pieces, and she’d wanted to play.
Never one to turn down an opportunity with her, Cole began to play, and throughout, their words had been kinky, and explicit. Then Elena had made it a game he had to win. She’d offered up the challenge that the winner could do whatever they wanted to the loser, and she’d also specified without a condom.
In the past four weeks, Cole had been sure to spend as much time with Elena as possible. He’d heard the pain in her voice as Juliet stared at him, and he’d hated it. Knowing that he’d been the one to make her feel that way, he’d been determined to change that. He wasn’t using her, nor did he want to.
He loved her. He’d always loved her. There was not a chance that he was going to let her go.
“You’re at my mercy now,” he said.
“I always have been.” She didn’t fight him as he released her hands, and that smile, it was one of the many things he craved.
“I do, and now you’re all mine.” She had lost her clothes downstairs, as had he. Sitting between her thighs, he ran his fingers down her body, teasing her nipples, cupping her tits, pressing them together, and sliding them down her body. Running his hands down her waits, hips, and then up to her thighs, gripping her knees.
“I’m not running.”
She wanted this. He saw it, and as he glided his fingers down her thighs toward her pussy, he opened her lips, and saw that she was already aroused. He pressed a finger through her slit, pushing inside her, watching her eyes as he filled her cunt. She was so tight. He added a second finger, stroking his thumb across her clit.
Her legs fell open even more, and as he lifted her, he saw the puckered hole of her anus. She looked beautiful, open, and her hands were still where he had left them. For tonight, she was his to do with as he wanted.
Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he covered his cock with her cream, and then placed the tip at her entrance. Without any latex between them, he slowly began to fill her, feeling her tight heat wrap around him, and it made him groan. He wanted more, so much more, but he didn’t just slam inside her.
Cole took his time, feeling every single inch of her wrapping around his cock, sucking him inside.
“You’re already so wet for me, baby,” he said. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll fuck you when I am good and ready.” When he was balls deep inside her, he paused, basking in her pulsing pussy. Cole had her ass resting on his knees, which allowed him to also tease her clit. She gasped at the pleasure, her pussy tightening around his cock.
He ceased his teasing and gripped her hips, easing out of her pussy, to see that his cock was indeed covered in her cream. Pushing back inside her, Cole watched her, seeing her wriggle.
“Play with your pussy.” He still held her hips, and he wasn’t going to move. “I want you to come all over my cock, and I’m not going to move until you do. Lick your fingers.” She did as he asked. “Now put them on your clit, and show me how you like to play with yourself. Show me what gets you off.”
Two of her fingers slid across her clit, and Cole watched as she teased herself. Each pulse of her pussy made it hard for him to not just slam her to the bed, and fuck her raw. She showed him that she liked the light touch, and she loved to take her time, to prolong the pleasure. He felt every wave of her cream as her arousal heightened.
Cole watched her, never wanting to take his gaze away from her. She was so beautiful, and she didn’t try to hide from him either. Whatever he wanted, she gave.
“Come for me, Elena,” he said.
She did, screaming his name. Her pussy pulsed around him, and he held onto what little sanity he had left. Watching her had been a pleasurable torture, but the moment her orgasm subsided, Cole took over. He grabbed her hands, pressing them above her head on the bed. Easing out of her slick cunt, he paused when only the tip of him was inside her, and then he slammed balls deep, the force making his bed hit against the wall. He didn’t stop. For ten more thrusts, he pounded inside her, going as deep as he could.
Cole released her hands, and held onto her hips, filling her. She wrapped her hands around him, and he took possession of her mouth, stealing her kisses.
Each sound she made, he swallowed down.
When that was no longer enough, he pulled away and tugged her to her knees. She flicked her hair over one shoulder, and glanced back at him. The mirror he had showed him the perfect angle of her body, the curvy hips, rounded stomach, and he could stare at her ass all day as far as he was concerned.
Slipping a hand between her thighs, he found her wet heat and smiled. “You want this, baby.”
“Yes, you know I do.”
He pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance and slammed deep inside her. She cried out, and he grabbed her hips, pulling her back against his cock.
“You feel so fucking good, baby. So good.” He stroked the base of her back, and watched as his cock filled her. She was so beautiful, and this was everything he had dreamed of.
He pulled out of her pussy, and filled her with his fingers, getting them nice and slick with her cream. Easing them back toward her anus, he coated her puckered hole. Staring into her eyes through the mirror, he watched her tense up.
“I want your ass. Are you going to give it to me?”
“Yes, Cole. I told you, anything that you wanted it’s yours.”
Cole pressed his fingers against her ass, and pushed past that tight ring of muscles that were determined to keep him out. He wasn’t going to allow that. Filling her ass, he heard her gasp, and he paused waiting for her to grow accustomed to his touch. His cock was a lot bigger than his thumb.
“How does that feel?”
“It feels good,” she said.
He began to pump his fingers inside her ass while at the same time, fucking her pussy with his cock. In the mirror, he saw her eyes closed, and an expression of total rapture on her fac. She looked absolutely beautiful, and it was a sight he was never going to forget.
Stretching out his fingers, he started to get her ass used to being taken, preparing her for the width of his cock.
“Don’t stop, Cole. I love it, please,” she said.
“Are you ready for my cock?”
“Yes. Please, it feels amazing, please.”
Pulling out of her pussy, he pressed the tip to her ass, and slowly began to fill her.
She hissed out, and Cole paused, wanting her to love this as much as he did. Stroking her hips, he waited, and only when she started to push back against his dick, did he begin to push forward.
A little whimper escaped her, and when he looked into the mirror this time, her gaze was on him. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No.”
He waited, giving her a few moments before finally easing his cock back inside her, going a little deeper. Within minutes he was so deep that his balls smacked against her pussy.
“You’re so big,” she said, making him smile. He paused, giving her time to get used to his size.
“You’ve stopped.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.”
“Then touch that clit, Elena. Come all over my cock because I’m not going to stop until I spunk inside your ass.”
He gripped her hips, and began a short pace, going in and out of her ass, watching her face. Her ass tightened as she stroked her clit to orgasm. The feel of her around his cock made him moan, and for a few thrusts he lost himself to the pleasure of being inside her.
When he finally had his senses back, he fucked her in long, sure strokes. The newness of taking her ass, and just the pleasure in itself, had Cole coming, filling her ass with his cum.
They were both panting as they came down from their orgasm, and he kissed her shoulder. “That was perfect, thank you.”
“You’re not too bad yourself,” she said.
He pulled out of her ass, and he had to pause as his cum began to leak out of her. It was like his brand of ownership over her, and he loved it. He loved this woman with all of his heart.
****
“I rarely see you anymore,” Juliet said. “I’m starting to wonder if you’re even my friend.”
Elena laughed and turned toward her friend. “I pay my rent, and I’m a pretty good friend.”
“True, but you’ve been dating Cole for a few months now, and I’m worried.”
“What are you worried about?” she asked.
“Vincent has been telling me that Cole’s thinking of asking you to move in.”
That took Elena so completely by surprise that she dropped the entire pot of pasta and meatballs onto the floor. The food splashed up against the cupboards and all over the floor. She jumped out of the way so it didn’t get her, and she groaned.
“Ugh, okay, I wasn’t expecting that.” She ran fingers through her hair, and just as she was about to question Juliet about what the hell that meant, the doorbell rang. She cringed.
“Expecting company?” Juliet asked.
“I invited Cole over for dinner.”
“Ah, so you’re going to be fucking in this apartment now so I can hear.”
There were times she was surprised her and Juliet’s friendship had lasted as long as it had, but they never had any secrets, not one.
“We can’t do that. It’s … you know … that time of the month.”
“Ah, so you’re feeding him dinner?” Juliet asked. “Look at you being all domesticated.”
“Shut up. Vincent thinks he’s going to ask me to move in with him?”
“That’s what he told me.”
“When did you and Vincent become friends?”
“He comes and visits me at work. We have lunch together. We’re total BFFs. We’ve also got a bet going.”
“Oh yeah, what?”
“To see how long it will be before you both walk down the aisle.”
Elena would love that, and the ache, the yearning began to build inside her. The doorbell rang, but Juliet looked at her.
“You want to marry him?” Juliet asked.
“I love him, Juliet. I love him more than anyone else. I always have.”
“You’ve been dating a few months,” Juliet said.
“I know. We’ve known each other for years, just not ‘known’ each other, if that makes sense. He’s always been close.” She ran fingers through her hair. “Ignore me. It probably won’t happen. I’ll start to clean up this mess.”
She didn’t want to think about it herself right now. For the longest time, she had been in love with Cole and not realized it until they had started dating. She loved early in the mornings when he was still asleep, and she could watch him without him knowing that she was doing exactly that.
Bending down, she scooped up the food back into the saucepan. She saw Cole’s boots stop at the kitchen, and she looked up.
“Hey,” she said. “Just a bit of a disaster here. Nothing to worry about.”
“I guess takeout is on the menu tonight,” he said, bending down to help.
“I’m going to wash up.” This came from Juliet, who was in fact the cause of all this. Elena couldn’t believe that her friend would do this to her.
Did Cole want her to move in?
Was she ready for that?
She loved him more than anything in the world. Every second she was with him was a dream come true.
“Did you know that Vincent and Juliet have become friends?”
“He did mention something about it.”
“Oh … do you talk to Vincent often?” she asked.
Cole chuckled. “He’s my best friend, Elena. Of course I do.”
“Of course. How silly of me.” She grabbed the now full saucepan, and dumped the contents into the sink. Grabbing a cloth, she began to clean up the mess.
Cole held her wrist, stilling her movements. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing. Nothing at all.”
“Is there anything the matter?”
She paused, and shook her head. Right now, she wasn’t ready for the move in question, or what it could mean.
“I’m just feeling stupid for spilling dinner. It was going to be awesome as well. Spaghetti and meatballs is my favorite.”
He pulled her close and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I know it would be, but you don’t have to worry. I’ll order some Chinese food.” Cole released her, and she watched him walk away. He was already on his cell phone ordering food, and she took the time to finish cleaning.
She needed to clear her head.
By the time she finished cleaning the kitchen, the dishes, and wiping every single counter so that it sparkled, food had arrived, and Juliet joined them from their bath.
A movie was playing in the background, and Elena avoided conversation while watching the romantic comedy, and then a horror movie came on. Even though she hated horror, right now, she wanted to just watch something that took her away from her own fears.
Was she afraid of what it could mean?
No.
Chancing a look at Cole, she saw he was also staring at her, and this brought a smile to her lips. He took her hand, and now she stared down at their locked hands. His was much larger than hers. She gave his a gentle squeeze, and tightened his hold on her even more.
The way he held her always filled her with comfort, with love, with joy.
Juliet called it a night, and Elena asked Cole to stay over. She took him to her room, and told him that she would be right out.
Preparing for bed, she stared at her reflection.
Leaving her bathroom, she found Cole already in bed. The sheets were turned down, and he patted the space beside him. “There’s plenty of room for you.”
“You’ve surprised me that you can fit in my bed. Yours always seems so big, so imposing.”
“I like big things,” he said.
The moment she slid into bed, he pulled her close, nuzzling her neck. “I’ve missed you.” He stroked her stomach. “You’ve seemed lost in your own world tonight. Is everything okay?”
“Everything is fine,” she said. “More than fine.”
Cole stared at her for several minutes. Neither of them spoke, and she wondered not for the first time, what he was thinking.
“Seems kind of surreal still, having you here in my bed,” she said, breaking through the silence.
“You’ve thought about it?”
“A lot actually. Did you know you were my high school crush?”
“I was?” His eyes widened.
“Yes. You were.”
“What about Danny and Vincent?”
She wrinkled her nose. “Neither of them. You were always different from your friends. More mature I guess, even now.”
He kissed her neck. “I wanted you as well,” he said.
Elena pulled back a little to stare at him to see if he spoke the truth. From the look in his eyes, he did. “You’re not lying.”
“I won’t lie to you, Elena. Never have, never will.” He licked his lips, and smiled. “You were always a little firecracker even when we were kids. I don’t know if you remember this, but you fell down in the playground in kindergarten when we were kids.”
“You were the one who helped me up,” she said. She did remember it. The memory was vague, and a little unsure, but she remembered.
“I was. You’ve always been there. There’s no one else I want to be with, Elena, just you.” He stroked her cheek. “I love your smile, and the twinkle in your eyes. You’ve got a beautiful laugh, and even when you’re hurting yourself, which drives me crazy, I know you’re a beautiful woman inside and out.”
Tears filled her eyes, and this time, she pressed a finger against his lip. “No more, not tonight. You can say this to me when it’s morning, and I know for a fact you’ve not been drinking.”
This had him laughing. “I’ve not been drinking, but I can wait ‘til morning. I’ve noticed when it comes to you, sweet Elena, I can wait forever.” He pressed another kiss to her lips, and she groaned.
“I want you,” she said.
“Soon.” He pulled her into his arms, and she rested her head against his chest.
Her love for Cole at times scared her. She had never felt this connection with another person before.
“Everything will be okay, baby,” he said. “You’ll see.”
She fell asleep with a smile on her lips.