“That sounds like a plan,” Cole agreed. “I’ll let Kyle know he can stop worrying now that we’ve settled that.”
We pulled into the driveway, and Cole jumped out, hurrying around to help me. He lifted me down, then held me steady as I got my tired feet under me.
“I know you wanted your goodnight kiss, but will you come up to my room and stay the night with me? I’m tired, but I don’t want to let you go yet.” I asked, my voice almost completely hoarse and my body shaky with exhaustion.
“I don’t want to let you go either.” He swept me up into his arms, as he spoke, and cradled me close. I relished the heat of his body and the amazing smell of his spicy and sweet cologne surrounding me. “But I still want my goodnight kiss.” He smiled cheekily as he looked down to me and I couldn’t help but grin. That cheeky , mischievous edge Cole had was adorable and I loved it.
“I think I can manage that.” I agreed happily. We walked into the house and found the place in darkness. Cole toed off his boots, then headed straight through the entrance hall and up the stairs. He carried me into my room and gently deposited me on the end of my bed.
“Thank you.” I whispered, grateful to have not had to make the climb up the stairs myself.
“Any time.” He said with a wink, automatically making me blush.
“Get ready for bed, and I will too, ok? I’ll be back in a few.” He turned to leave, but I jumped up and grabbed his forearm, halting him.
“I owe you that kiss first.” I whispered. I needed to kiss him, to show him what he, and the amazing night he had given me, meant. I needed to feel him as close as I could get him because my body was pleading for me to do something, reacting wildly after an entire night of blushing, flushing and a bellyful of butterflies.
Cole smiled and started to bend down until I could reach him. I lifted up onto my toes and still he was bent down too far. The poor guy would have a terrible hunch from dating me if he wasn’t careful.
Our lips met, and the kiss was very different to our usual soft, easy going kisses. This time our lips met with fire, a ferocity that was wild and filled with need. Cole’s tongue attacked my mouth in a way that thrilled me. All I could do was try to keep up, and not let my jello legs fold underneath me.
I should have known Cole would never let me fall though. When my legs really got shaky underneath me, his hands dropped from where they had been cradling my back, and down to my hips. He lifted me up to his waist and I wrapped my legs around him like a spider monkey, clinging to him and just needing him closer. The wildness of the kiss just wasn’t enough to satisfy whatever the night had awoken in me. Without even really knowing what I was doing I started to move up and down against his front, the part of me that was begging for satisfaction brushing against the hardness in the front of Cole’s jeans. I knew what it was, knew he was aroused, and knew I was grinding on him like a wild animal, but I was too far gone and too desperate for all of the pent up energy within me to get a release, to really consider it more than that.
Cole groaned against my lips over and over, and I knew I was making noises too, but we didn’t break the kiss once, just devouring each other, while I ground myself against him, needing something I didn’t even really fully understand.
Then a feeling I had never experienced in my life started to come over me, a wave of pressure and pleasure, my body set alight with tingling and a need to keep moving.
“Cole!” I gasped as I pulled away from him, really unsure about what was happening.
“It’s ok, Babygirl. Let it happen. I’ve got you. You’re safe.” He whispered into my ear. I threw my head back as the wave got bigger and bigger. Cole started kissing my neck and suddenly the wave crashed, and a feeling unlike anything I had ever felt rushed through me. It felt absolutely amazing and I cried out Cole’s name, happy and scared all at once, clingling hard to his shoulders.
“I got you, Livy. I got you.” He gasped as he wrapped his arms tight around me, and pulled me into him, before he too made one final sound of pleasure.
I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes, the hum of what I realised was my first orgasm ever, still tingling through me, all over. The only sound for several moments was the both of us gasping to catch our breath.
“Are you ok?” Cole asked, breaking the quiet.
“I...I think so.” My words were muffled against the shoulder of his jacket, but I was too exhausted to move. After a moment I lifted my head and found Cole watching me with worry.
“It felt good, but it was kind of scary too. I didn’t know how it would feel and it….it was kind of overwhelming.” I explained, wanting to put his worries to rest.
“Yeah, I guess it is, but that was so hot, Livy. You looked so beautiful, all flushed and panting, crying out my name. Did you like it? It’s ok if you didn’t.”
“No, I definitely liked it. I just….I’ll know what’s happening next time, so I won’t be scared.”
“Next time, huh?” He laughed. I laughed too, shocked myself. I knew what we did wasn’t sex, I knew how things worked. But it had been something sexual, and I had never expected to ever find the bravery or
