《Beautifully Broken》- 39 -
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"What?" I chuckle.
Cole hasn't stopped stealing glances at me since we left the restaurant. It more than usual. He's looking at me different - something's in his eyes.
"You're so fucking gorgeous," He breathes.
I blush, looking out of the window.
"Princesa, I'm serious," His tone serenading, "Look at me."
(Princess)
I meet his eye.
"A heart-attack with pretty eyes and a nice smile," He smiles boyishly, "That's what you are,"
"Is that supposed to a compliment?"
His genuine happiness makes me smile as well.
He shakes his head, "I've dreamt about you nearly almost every night this week. That pretty angel face of yours with thoughts more devious than the devil himself."
He stops a red light.
No other car to be seen. The guards were either way ahead of us or still at the restaurant "straightening things out" as Cole put it. The red light eliminated his face, his blue eyes appearing as a pretty lavender.
Yeah...no other girls can have this one
"It's important for you to know you mean everything to me. I absolutely adore you in every way possible." His eyes bore into mine.
My heart pounded loud in my ears. I don't think I heard him right. I do know that the way he was looking at me set my whole body on fire. I couldn't even sit in my seat right.
"You don't mean that."
This has to be the longest red light of all time
"Who do you want me to shout it too? The stars? Done. The moon? Done. The world?" He smiles, "I already did, it's right in front of me."
I believe him, but I just wanted him to say it again.
"I love you," I whisper. I didn't say it back when he said it to me.
I don't know how he managed to reach over the console of the car so fast, but he did. Before I could get nervous about my confession, his lips were on mine. I melted into him, into his touch. I was putty in his hands and I'm perfectly fine with that. I inch my hand to the back of his head. Gripping his hair with a small smirk into the kiss.
With a groan, he pulls away.
The light showing green and probably has been green for a while. The car jerking before speeding forward is just an example of Cole's disheveled state. It's hard to hide my proud smile.
I did that to him, no one else, just me.
***
Cole's grip on my hand is gentle but firm. I couldn't wiggle out of it even if I wanted to. He drove like a bat out of hell to get home. The only reason he hadn't acted a fool once we got out is because of all his employees and guards in the building.
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I'm the only one that can see his lustful stares
His side glances
The slowly growing bulge in his tight suit pants
The look on his face was cold as usual, but the heat of his body came off in waves and was significantly warmer than normal. His breathing deeper and more frequent than the average person.
He was hot and bothered, it's very apparent.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't the same way, but I'm always this way around him. Eye-contact seems to light the soul on fire: And lord his soul was hell.
My chest always has a burning sensation at the smell of him. His body is attracted to mine and vice versa. If soulmates were real, I'd assume this is what it feels like.
The smirk on his face brightens once the doors of the elevator close.
"Here?" I raise a brow.
He grabs my waist so that we're chest to chest.
"I would love to, but this ride is nowhere near as long as I need it to be."
What's it called the devil gives you butterflies? I would love to know.
Just as Cole insulated, the doors open way too quickly. That's okay though, that just means we get to the penthouse faster. This time it's him that's trailing behind me and the smile on his face tells me he's more than happy to do so. I place my hand on the touchpad unlocking the door.
My body is quickly lifted into the air and then set down on the island of the kitchen. Cole's lips soon attached back to mine. I waste no time to reach for the end of his shirt. He pulls back.
"Are you sure?" His lust-filled eyes abruptly turn into concerned filled once.
He knows I've never done it before, and for that he's scared. It's heartwarming that even in his time of need he stops everything to make sure I'm okay.
"I rather have my first be with no other person than you."
I take his face into my hands, leaving a gentle kiss on his lips.
I can tell that he's still apprehensive about it, so I take over. Pulling my own dress off, reattaching my lips with his. Loving the choice of not wearing a bra with it. He managed to unbutton his shirt, still allowing me to be in control. I trail my hands down his bare chest. I can imagine where his tattoos are. I feel like I've seen them enough to have them memorized in my brain.
My hands finally meet the top of his pants. Unfortunately, still buttoned. Deciding that the buttons would be too much work to unfasten I just caress my hand over them. Cole takes in a sharp breath, leaning his head back to look at me. Through my lashes, I see his gorgeous eyes peering down at me.
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"Princesa..." He trails off.
(Princess)
I hum in response.
"If you keep going at this rate I won't be able to control myself," His voice comes out strained.
"I'm not asking you too."
As soon as the words come out my mouth, I'm being carried again.
"We'll break out that island later, but right now I'm taking you to the bed." He pants, throwing open the door with one hand.
My back hits the soft bed, Cole instantly getting to work. His hot lips leave wet kisses down my bare chest and stomach. The sensation is heavenly.
The quote:
Yeah, it's true
Not only was it his mouth, but it was his frequent eye contact that made me unravel fully under his touch. I was his, and he could do whatever he wanted with what's his.
Once he gets to the top of my underwear he looks up at me, silently asking for permission. I nod, granting him whatever he wanted to do. A string of soft moans leave my mouth and he hasn't even done anything yet. The presence of him close to my core has it heating up. Pulsating with the lack of attention.
Removing the thin fabric he stares adoringly at me, at this moment my whole body erupts in flames.
"What do you want, Princesa?" He questions, kissing at my inner thighs.
(Princess)
"You,"
"Be more specific, baby," His cocky attitude only adding to the need of friction.
"You're mouth, you're finger, j-just you," I shake from the ecstasy.
If he doesn't take care of it soon, I'll take care of it myself.
"What the princess wants, the princess gets."
Just like that his mouth is attached to my core. Licking, Sucking-
Creating paradise
That's what his mouth could do. The moans flow uncontrollably, there was no hiding it. I pull at his hair, he groans causing a vibration into my core. Just like that, I came over the edge.
Not understand what was happening to my body. I just know that the amount of pleasure I was receiving was nothing that I've ever felt before.
"Cole!" I gasp, he still didn't stop.
Tounge moving skillfully against my sensitive nub. My whole body shook, eyes rolling to the back of my head. He moves his tongue faster as he sticks one of his fingers in. His tongue overpowering the burning sensation. He pumps his finger slowly and sure enough, after a few moments of discomfort, it starts to feel good.
Like really good
Considering already being close from my last high, I was already on the edge.
"C-Cole," I stutter unable to keep my head still.
"Shh, I know baby," He coos, "Go ahead."
I release whatever I was holding back. Surroundings quickly fading out, sound becoming fuzzy. The only thing I can see clearly is Cole. His chin covered in my juices. Smile present on his face.
I reach up to meet his lips, tasting myself along with his lips. He removes the rest of his clothing, positioning himself at my entrance.
"Let me know if I'm hurting you and I'll stop, okay?" I nod, biting my lip to prepare.
I haven't ever had sex, but I hear the first time hurts.
A lot
"Use your words, Princesa," He clicks his teeth, eyes stay on my core.
(Princess)
"Yes, now please-" I didn't even have to finish my plea.
The burn is the worst part, especially someone as large as he was. The tears that escaped my eyes were not on purpose. Cole held both of my hands, kissing at each tear that fell from my eyes.
"So pretty," Cole coos sweet nothings into my ear.
"I'm gonna move, okay?" His voice dripping with sincerity, I nod in response.
"Please do."
At first, the burning intensifies, I was starting to think that everything everybody says about sex is a lie and a trap to get you to try it. Nevertheless, my stomach begins the tighten. Pleasure waving through my body.
From my head to my toes, I felt heat.
"Faster," The pain in my voice turns to pure pleasure.
Cole doesn't wasn't any time. Constant, rhymic moments along with mixed moans fill the room. My moans getting louder as the pleasure increases. Cole's movements, falter into a quicker, sloppier past.
"Cole!" I scream as he hits a spot that feels unbearable good.
"Good girl, Princesa," He praises, "Scream my name like that again."
(Princess)
I do as he says, encouraging him to go even faster if possible.
"Cole I'm-"
"I know, baby, so am I," Sweat drops off of him onto me, his face contorted in focus.
I clench involuntarily around him during my high and that's what did it. He pulls out before completing.
I lay on the bed, unable to even move. Cole places his forehead against mine before chuckling slightly.
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