The vulnerable tone in Cole’s voice makes me snap into action. I lead him to my room by my hand and push him to sit on my bed.
With each question I asked, I felt like I’d peeled a layer off his solid body, taking me further to his core, letting me see deep inside him and his wounds. He shared information with me I’m sure he’s never shared before—openly admitting he doesn’t date or do pillow talk—and that thought alone spurs me into action.
To make the big guy in front of me feel better, feel worthy.
Cole allows me to tug his T-shirt over his head. His golden skin is completely clear of tattoos. I ever so slowly trail my hand over his broad chest, over his solid pecs, and I finally still on his beating heart, which is currently hammering against my touch. His breathing has escalated.
“Tia?” he questions, breaking me out of my frozen state. His breath is a whisper over my cheek, sending a rush of arousal over my body. My nipples graze his chest, and he sucks in a sharp breath. “Beauty,” he all but warns.
I straddle his thighs, and my wet pussy rests on his crotch as I begin to rock back and forth over him while clinging to his neck.
“Beauty, really need my cock inside you, otherwise, I’m going to come in my jeans. I’m that fucking close already.”
I smile against Cole’s head, then lean back, placing my hands onto his knees.
“Fucking, Jesus.” His eyes growing hooded by the second, roam over my naked body. He pops open the buttons of his jeans. Sighing in relief, he allows his thick pierced cock to spring out, leaving behind a trail of sticky pre-cum. I lift myself up onto his waiting cock, and the stretch it causes heightens my already aroused state. The sting of pain with the mixture of pleasure urges me on.
Cole’s eyes close as I lower myself down inch by pleasurable inch. “Fuck, beauty. Ride me, ride me, and let me watch those gorgeous tits bounce.”
His words send a thrill through me as I rock myself back and forth on his lap. Easing his cock into me, his hands grip my hips tightly, and he bites the inside of his cheek, letting me know he’s barely holding back.
“I love your cock filling me, Cole.”
“Jesus. Fuck, I’m not going to last if you get all dirty on me.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I stroke my hand down his chest all the way to where we’re connected, and he follows the movement.
He shakes his head. “No, beauty, give it to me. Give me all your filthy mouth while you take mine.” He sticks his tongue out, his piercing sparkling in the light.
I lean forward and suck it into my mouth, our kiss becoming ravenous as I bounce myself slowly on his cock. His piercing hits the perfect spot with each bounce, forcing a moan to vibrate in my throat and around his tongue.
Disconnecting the kiss, I lean forward and open the drawer beside the bed, taking out my purple vibrator.
Cole’s eyes light up playfully. “Fuck yes! Put it in your mouth and suck it, beauty. Show me how good you take two cocks.”
My pussy clenches at the thought of having more than one cock inside me, and my lips find the rubber on their own accord. Gently, I caress it with my tongue, moaning as I slide it inside.
One of his hands moves to my ass, gripping it tightly while the other helps me bounce up and down.
Cole pushes up into me, and I clench my pussy muscles around him.
“Fuck. That’s good, beauty. Taking that cock in your mouth like my dirty whore.”
I moan around the toy, and my clit throbs for contact.
Cole seems to realize this because he grinds up into me, causing the perfect amount of friction. Then, his thrusts become harder. It feels so damn good.
“Please,” I beg around the toy. For what, I’m not sure.
“Gimme your tits, push them in my face, beauty. Keep sucking that cock. Keep sucking, beauty.” He pants.
I press a breast to Cole’s waiting lips. He tugs and pulls on the nipple, sucking and swirling his piercing over the peak. The toy drops away from my mouth.
“Oh god, I’m going to come, Cole.”
His thumb probes my ass, and I can’t help but to push against him, allowing him access. I throw my head back as he rams into me.
“That’s it, beauty, come on my cock. Let my cock fill this tight pussy hole full of cum. Let my thumb fuck that little ass.”
He sucks to the point of pain on my nipple, and a wave of euphoria takes over me. “Yessss.”
“Fuck. Fuck, beauty.” His cock swells inside me, and his cum floods my pussy, forcing his movements to become labored before he drops his head against the pillow. My tits practically smother his face.
I hold his head there as he gently sucks the flesh of my tit, marking it and making his cock twitch in response.
“You’re mine, beauty,” he mumbles, and his words don’t scare me like I’d always suspected they would. The last time I was told this, I gave not only my body away but my heart too. Only to be betrayed in the worst kind of way.
I hold him closer, enjoying the warmth of him against me and believing every word he tells me.
“When you pull off of me, I want you to coat your tits in my cum.”
I pull back from him to search his face, looking for any sign of insincerity. I smile back at his transfixed eyes. As I ease off his cock, I do as instructed and move my hand directly to my pussy. Cupping the cum dripping from me, I bring it to my tits and rub it over them while I watch him stroke his cock up and down. Still straddling his lap, I tweak my nipples with his essence and watch him lose control.
“Fuck. I’m going to cover you in my cum, beauty. Tell me you want it.”
My mouth parts in wonder at Cole’s words. I move my finger over my engorged clit and rub it aggressively, already feeling the telltale sign of another orgasm. “Please. Cover me in your cum, Cole,” I beg.
“Fuck yes.” Cole’s lips part as his cum hits my stomach, tits, and chest. With my free hand, I rub it in, letting his mark of ownership seep inside me, deep inside me.
We pant in unison.
“I love you covered in my cum, beauty.”
I giggle at his words. “I gathered. Now I need to shower again.”
Cole’s hands tighten on my hips. “Don’t. I don’t want you to shower, I want you to stay like that.”
My eyebrows rise. “You’re serious?”
“Damn fucking right I am. When you leave this apartment, I want you covered in me.”
I watch Cole’s face for a sign of playfulness, but both the seriousness on his face and the tone of his voice lets me know he’s absolutely serious.
“Is this . . . is this a kink of yours?”
His eyebrows knit together. “Not that I’m aware of. Another first for me, I guess.” He shrugs.
I can’t help but like the idea that he’s never done this to anyone else, only me.
He brushes a few locks of hair from my face. “I told you that you’re special, beauty.”
I nod at his words and swallow thickly. “You’re special too, Cole. I can feel it.”
Cole’s face breaks out into a huge smile. “You can, huh? You’re mine, Tia.” His eyes hold me hostage, forcing me to agree. I nibble my lip and give him a small nod.
