“So,
what now?” I ask nervously, wringing my hands together in anticipation.
Cole
pauses for a few seconds, allowing his hungry gaze to wander up and down my
body.
“Take
your shirt off.” He commands, oozing dictatorship and control.
“My
shirt?”
“Green,
this is going to take so much longer if you’re going to repeat everything I
say.” He sighs impatiently.
“I’m
sorry.”
“Don’t
apologise, just remove your shirt.”
I
continue to look up at him as my hands make my way to the edge of my shirt, pulling
the material up and over my head in one fluid motion.
Standing
there in front of him, I struggle to keep my hands down by my sides. I’ve never
been someone who is entirely comfortable with their body and like any other
female, there are things I wish I could change about myself.
Most
girls my age have tanned and flawless skin, toned stomachs, body piercings and
maybe even small tattoos which decorate their olive skin and highlight there
perfect hips and waists. My own stomach is not exactly what you would call
flat, it’s more curvaceous and my fair skin looks like it’s never even caught a
glimpse of the sun. There’s such a severe contrast between us, Cole’s dark
looks and rugged appearance is the complete opposite to my alabaster skin and
green eyes.
In
a bizarre sort of way he almost resembles my father. They share the same skin
tone as well as the dark hair and brown eyes. I look nothing like my absent
parent of course and I’m glad of it, happy that I’ve somehow ended up with my
mum’s features instead.
“Now
what?” I ask him timidly.
“Take
off your skirt.”
“M-my
skirt too?”
“Yes,
Green.”
He
smiles mischievously, his brown eyes sparkling with exuberance and euphoric
excitement.
I
tremble as my hands remove my skirt, sliding it down my thighs before I step
out of it. He’s making it so difficult to ignore the way he’s observing me,
almost like a predator enjoys watching its prey before he devours it.
“What
about you?”
“You
want to see me?” He inquires flirtatiously, enjoying my discomfort.
“You
know I do.” I mumble, lowering my gaze towards the floor beneath our feet.
He
smirks at me in satisfaction, slipping off his white T-shirt with so much ease
and confidence. I envy his self-assurance and can only hope that I will feel
the same way someday soon.
His
abs are ridiculous and I still can’t believe I’m with someone who has a body
like this. Cole is the owner of a perfect six pack and a rock hard stomach,
muscular arms and a broad chest. His jeans rest on his hips, almost begging me
to remove them from him.
“Anything
else?” He teases me playfully, taking delight in my obvious perusal of him.
“You
told me to remove my skirt.” I reply meekly, unsure how I should go about
asking him to remove the rest of his clothing.
“So
you’re saying you want me to take off my jeans?” He prompts me, proving that he
knows me far too well.
“Mhmm.”
I reply in a noncommittal manner.
We
both know what I want but that doesn’t mean I’m prepared to say it. I don’t
want to give him the satisfaction.
“That’s
not an answer, Green.”
“Yes,
ok?! Yes, I want you to take off your jeans.” I yell in frustration, covering
my mouth as soon as I realise just how loud my exclamation must have been.
“Jeez!
Calm down, I’ll take them off. No need to get so bossy.” He chuckles, making
fun of my impatience. “Come here.”
I
slowly walk towards him, desperate to feel the warmth of his toned physique
against my body, anxious to experience his lips on my skin and his breath
against my cheek.
It’s
been several minutes since we first entered the storage cupboard and I’m
guessing the rest of the school will already be seated in their afternoon
classes, leaving Cole and I completely cut off and isolated from the outside
world.
The
centre of my universe exists inside this closet. The man in front of me has
even become the centre of my own self over the past few weeks and a part of me
truly believes that I would be content and happy to stay inside this small
space forever so long as Cole stays with me.
Our
mouths are just centimetres apart as we share one another’s oxygen, breathing
heavily as we stand chest to chest. I’m on my tip toes so I can reach him and
place my arms around his neck. He fists his hand in my hair, forcing my neck
back so he can trail sensual kisses down the length of throat.
“Cole…”
I pant breathlessly, struggling for air in such a confined space.
He
takes me by surprise when he picks me up, encouraging me to wrap my legs around
his waist as he slams me back against the door he was first standing against
when we entered. Cole secures one arm around my waist so he can squeeze my
breasts roughly, evoking a pleasurable moan from my parted lips.
“I
need to fuck you, Serena. I won’t rest until I’m deep inside you. It’s all I
can think about.” He moans loudly and it’s a deep, masculine sound.
It
stirs something deep inside of me, something which I never even knew existed
until Cole came along and lit the flame.
“I
know.” I whisper, curling my fingers through his hair. “I want it too but we can’t…
not yet.”
“So
when
?”
“Once
I’m on the pill and you get your test results back.”
“So
what are we supposed to do until then?” He murmurs, gazing deeply into my eyes.
“What
are you suggesting?”
“You.
You on your knees for me right now.” He instructs me harshly. “If I can’t fuck
you then I need you to do something else for me.”
“You
mean…?”
“Yeah,
baby. You think you can do that for me?”
We
both know what he’s referring to and it’s something I’m more than a little
terrified of. I’ve never done anything like it before and the idea of trying to
please Cole in such a way is even more daunting. He has so much more experience
than I do and I can’t help myself from thinking that he’s bound to compare me
to the other women he’s been with. What if I fail to measure up? What if I
disappoint him?
“I’m
a little nervous.” I confess, fully aware that my face has turned crimson with
embarrassment.
He
watches me closely, observing every single feature before he decides to speak
again.
“Shit,
I’m so sorry. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for, we really
don’t.”
“No!
I mean, I
want
to but I’m just not really sure how.”
“If
you wrap those soft lips of yours around my dick I’ll be more than happy.” He
assures me, trailing the pad of his thumb across my lower lip. “And I need your
sweet pussy all over my face too. I can’t wait to have your juices all over me
again.”
“Cole,
I-I’m not so sure. We are still in school right now.”
“Everyone
is safely tucked away inside their classrooms and no one can see or hear us in
here. It’s actually a hell of a lot safer than your bedroom when your mum is
home.”
“I
suppose you’re right.” I admit, glancing around the safety of our newly
inhabited store cupboard.
“You
already know how good I can make you feel. You remember, it don’t you? You
remember how it felt to have my tongue inside you?”
“I
remember it all too well.” I assure him.
“I
don’t think you do. That’s why I need to refresh your memory.”
Before
I realise what is happening, Cole is on the ground, pulling my half naked body
down on top of him. He’s on his back and spreads my legs wide open, gently
pushing my underwear to the side so he can expose me completely.
Being
on show for him is something I still have to get comfortable with and I have to
fight every single instinct that I have to keep still. Cole still has his jeans
on and his impressive arousal is straining against the material right in front
of me. His face is buried between my legs as my own mouth is level with his
hard crotch. We’re in the position that people tend to describe when they want
to pleasure one another through oral sex and I can scarcely believe we’re
actually about to do this.
I
gasp when his tongue makes contact with my clitoris, circling it a few times
before he presses his thumb against it. I squirm and grind my hips, needing
more of his exquisite touch and the sensations which he’s causing my body to
experience.
Without
thinking, I start to unbuckle the belt on his jeans and lower them down his
hips. His black CK boxers are revealed to me before I decide to be bold and
slide them down too. Seeing Cole for the first time is nothing short of
extraordinary. For one, he is huge and I mean
huge
. He wants me so badly
and he’s so hard, I can’t help but stare for a few moments longer. It’s
difficult for me to believe that I could do this to someone like Cole or that I
have the ability to affect someone like this.
He
groans loudly when I take him in my mouth, hesitantly running my tongue across
the tip of him so I can taste the very first drop of him. I crave more of him
and force my mouth to take more of him until I hear the guttural sound of him
moaning my name.
“
Fuck
,
baby. You’re a natural.”
His
words motivate me to continue, deliberately tormenting him with my actions and
the softness of my lips.
“You
like that?” I ask, exhaling slowly so he can feel my breath against him.
“I
love it.” He responds sincerely. “Please don’t stop. Don’t ever fucking stop.”
“Prove
to me how much you love it.” I state boldly, astonishing myself.
His
tongue plunges all the way inside of me as his hands grab hold of my hips. He
pulls me down onto his face so he can concentrate on giving me exactly what he
wants as my cries of pleasure increase.
The
store room’s temperature is now scorching hot as the two of us bring each other
even closer to our climax. My tongue glides up and down his length, relishing
the deep growl which escapes his throat every time I do it.
“Sweetheart,
we’re going to have to stop this soon.” He advises me, grabbing hold of my ass
as he forces me to rock back and forth against his persistent tongue.
“Why?”
I moan helplessly.
“Because
I won’t be able to control myself for much longer.”
“Now
you know how I feel.” I retort sharply, unable to keep my body from responding
to him.
He
awakens every single instinct and compulsion inside of me, causing the desire
which already exists for him to soar even higher. My intense arousal doesn’t go
unnoticed, soaking my underwear which is still pushed to the side to make sure
that Cole has easy access to me.
“
Fuck
,
that’s the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen. What are you
doing
to me,
Serena?” He groans deeply, exhaling heavily. “Fuck, baby. Oh my God… Fuck,
fuck, fuck! Yes, baby. Don’t stop, keep going. Just like that, you’re perfect.
More, Serena, please…
more
.”
His
words embolden me to carry on, relishing every single moment that I have to
make him feel like this.
His
release is hot, quick, extraordinary and erotically arousing. The warmth of him
oozes over me, covering my fingers as I start to use my hands on him instead. I
was unsure about taking him in my mouth and hope its ok that I decided to do it
like this instead.
“My
God, Serena.”
He
mutters my name with reverence, sighing deeply as his erratic breathing starts
to even out.
“How
was it?” I ask him, slowly climbing off of Cole.
“It
was indescribable.” He says ardently. “It was perfect, unbelievable and all of
the above.”
“That
good?”
“Hell
yes… but now it’s your turn.”
His
tongue is between my legs once more, his arms holding me in place as his mouth
caresses my sensitive skin, tasting and licking as well as devouring every
single drop of my own moisture as I get more and more turned on.
My
hair is sticking to my forehead and my whole body is on fire, burning with the
unexplainable need I have for Cole to possess me. He consumes me like a man who
is starving, hungry for me and captivated by my very being. He pushes me even
closer to the edge before he speeds it up, widening my legs as he forces me
down onto his face, tormenting me with his tongue as he persists in teasing me.
My
orgasm is uncontrollable, overpowering my body until I don’t even feel like I
exist anymore. I experience absolute ecstasy and I don’t quite know how to come
back down from such a transcendent state. I cover my mouth with one of my
hands, hoping to quieten my screams and heavy breathing as my pussy floods with
my moisture, covering his face and his lips as he demands I give him even more.