I pull her body back from the countertop and her hands fall from the fogged mirror. Leaning over, I press my chest to her back. I push her into the countertop, and my right hand reaches around her body to find her clit.
“Oh … God …” Her voice trails off and turns into a cry as I work her to orgasm.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Come all over my cock,” I growl before I bite her shoulder.
Her pussy tightens around me, and she screams out my name as she comes seconds later.
I pull my hand away and stand up to my full height. My hands grip her hair and I yank her head from the counter as I pick up my pace. Knowing what I need in order to get off.
I should pull out now. She got off, and that’s all that matters. This part isn’t about me. But as I look down at my slick cock moving in and out of her shaved pussy, I feel my breath pick up and my balls tighten. I can’t stop now.
“Fuck!” I growl, slamming into her so hard that our knees hit the cabinets below the counter. She calls out my name, and it sounds like she’s about to come again. I don’t stop. I can’t. At this point, I’m committed.
She’s fucking mine!
Her eyes fall closed, and she cries out my name as she comes once again. I pull out just in time to come all over her perfectly round ass that has my handprint on it.
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I pull up to her father’s house in her car, and Deke rolls up beside me in his with Becky.
“Give me ten,” I tell him as he rolls down his passenger window.
“Take your time.” He smiles and then pulls her over the center console to kiss her.
I get Austin out of her car and carry her into the house. She passed out before I even hit the highway. Once up in her room, I lay her on the bed. I remove her heels, shirt, and jeans, and then cover her up with the blanket before walking out. I’m reaching for the front door when I hear Celeste.
“Cole?”
I turn around to face her. She comes down the hallway to stand in the foyer. Her blond hair down and a bit tangled, letting me know I woke her. A silk peach floor-length robe covers her with a matching sash wrapped around her waist, but I can tell she’s naked underneath it. It leaves nothing to the imagination, and her nipples are hard.
She looks at the top of the stairs and then back at me. Her eyes slowly take in my wrinkled shirt and disheveled hair. The hickey on my neck. “Well, that didn’t take long. Can’t say I’m surprised, though. You always do get what you want.”
My jaw tightens, but I don’t acknowledge her statement.
She laughs softly, walks up to me, and places her right hand on my cheek. Then lifts on her tiptoes to kiss my lips. I don’t kiss her back. “You don’t have to rush off.” She pulls away. “Come, I’ll make us some coffee.” She turns, walking away.
“I know you’re fucking Kellan.”
She comes to a stop and slowly spins around to face me. “I don’t know …”
“I let him borrow my car last week while his was in the shop. He came to see you, didn’t he?”
She runs a hand through her blond hair nervously. I was hoping she would have the balls to admit it. She’s just like her pathetic husband.
“Spoke to my father the other day. He said that Bruce knows I’m fucking you.” Her eyes widen. “That his trustworthy staff informed him my car was here all night.” I look her over once and then say, “I’ve never fucked you, but I instantly knew who it was.”
“Cole …”
“I didn’t deny it.”
“Jesus, Cole!” She hisses.
I shrug. “I don’t care what he thinks I do.”
“He’s my husband,” she snaps.
Now, she cares about her marriage. “See, I haven’t told anyone that I know. Not even Kellan.” I step to her and smile, loving that my father gave me this information. “Now, as long as I keep your secret, you owe me.”
Her eyes narrow on me. “I’m not like her, Cole. You can’t blackmail me.”
“Is that so? You’re fucking an underage boy.” Kellan is the baby out of all of us. He doesn’t turn eighteen until after graduation. “Do you wanna go to prison, Celeste? You see it all the time on the news. This town will rip you to pieces. Bruce will leave you, of course. He has money; he can find another woman. They’re a dime a dozen to men like him.” Her lips thin. “He’s not gonna pay for the legal bills of a cheating wife.” I take a quick look around his multi-million-dollar mansion. “That’s why you stay with him, right? For what he can give you?” She opens her mouth to speak, but I continue. “You’d lose everything.”