“You’ve got me, Cole, all of me.” She rises up, my hand not stopping from moving inside her, wanting to swallow down her last orgasm before I fuck her. Our lips meet. It’s not soft and sweet, it’s full of want and desire, pent-up need, and the sweetest mewls she gives me as our tongues entwine.
“You gonna come, Fallon. Soak my fingers, baby,” I mutter against her lips, watching as her body locks tight. She somehow still manages to work my cock, and it’s taking everything I have not to move my hips, spilling into her hands.
“Oh God.” She pulls away from me, body moving, legs quivering, and she comes on my fingers. I slow my fingers inside of her tight cunt, not wanting her to calm down too much.
“Time to turn around, Fallon. I’m giving you your fantasy tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll be living out mine.” This time, I don’t lick her wetness off my fingers. I’ve got plans, and I’m thinkin’ she’ll like them too.
“Something tells me I’m not going to be prepared for this. I mean, have you seen yourself?” I could tell by how tight she was that Brad must have been a pencil dick, but that ain’t something I’m going to say out loud.
“I’m not gonna hurt you, Fallon. That won’t be any good for either of us. You ready for this?” I ask, checking if she’s okay with this.
“I wasn’t worried about you hurting me. I was more thinking about what you’re packing. It might be a tight fit.” My eyes watch as she spins around on her knees, then slides her upper body down on the bed, arching her back and thrusting her ass out towards me. My hands grip the globes of her ass, pulling them apart and seeing how perfect Fallon is for me.
“Gonna love sliding inside of you, baby,” I murmur before sliding to my knees, sweeping my tongue from her clit to her ass. Her body ripples with the pleasure, and I know one day soon I’ll be taking more than her cunt.
“Fuck, Cole, the way you make me feel, it’s incredible.” I don’t stay on my knees long, needing to feel her surrounding me.
“I’m about to make it fuckin’ spectacular, Fallon.” I stand up, fisting my cock while I glide the head between the lips of her pussy, gathering her wetness.
“Hurry,” she demands. I watch as the muscles in her back tighten. Long delicate fingers fist the sheets tighter as I give in to what we both want and guide the head of my cock inside, her cunt already clamping down on me. I move my hands to her hips to stop from thrusting completely inside of Fallon.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” The rippling of her pussy around my cock has me inching in slower than ever. “You gotta stop, baby, or this will be over before I’m all the way inside you.”
“It’s hard to stop, Cole. You feel so good. Make me yours completely.” The plea leaves her, and that’s when my body takes over. There’s no way to slow this down, not when it’s been sheer torture not to feel her like this.
“Lean up, baby. Wanna feel your skin pressed to mine.” I cage her body, my hands going to hers, locking them together tightly. Our bodies molded to each other, my hips thrusting in and out of her tightness, relishing the way she feels around my cock.
“I’m sorry, Cole, I can’t hold it back.” Fallon’s body tightens harder than ever around my length, and I know she’s going to take me with her.
“Come,” I stress through clenched teeth, holding back enough so she can get hers first.
“Cole.” The way my name sounds coming out of her mouth is all it takes, that and the way she squeezes me. A flood of warmth soaks us both. It has me shut my eyes tight as I fuck my cum deep inside her.
“Fallon,” I echo her thoughts, holding myself up from collapsing on top of her, my body completely zapped of energy.
“Okay, it was totally worth the wait.” I smile against her neck, grazing my lips along the slope, nuzzling into it after.
“Definitely.” I position us until we’re facing one another, relishing the way Fallon’s fingers are tracing patterns over my chest until we’re both drowsy and slowly drifting to sleep, when I barely hear her whisper, “I’d go through whatever hell Brad gave me over and over again me if it led to you.”
Thirteen
Fallon
My head is on Cole’s chest, his fingers playing with mine after the short nap we took after we finally had sex. That was out of this world spectacular, and the best I’ve ever had.
“What happened to Monroe’s mom?” I ask, breaking the silence.
“There isn’t much to say. Our relationship isn’t much, and when she told me she was pregnant, I knew that I was meant to be a father. I was in my late twenties, working at the hospital, a member of the club, and after Monroe was born, her mom took off. It was for the better, not only for Monroe but me as well. Our family is the club, even if it’s not traditional. My parents would come to visit when they could, but when Monroe was thirteen, we lost them. First Dad, then my mom weeks later. It took us time to navigate afterwards. Being a dad when your little girl is going through all these changes was not easy. There was a lot of head-butting back then,” he jokes towards the end, but I heard the emotion he was trying to hide.