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Cole

I have found Heaven, and it’s between Rory Fisher’s legs.

Just the taste of her has me leaking precum into the boxer briefs my dick is already straining against.

Honestly, I’m surprised I didn’t come with the first swipe of my tongue.

“Cole,” she says breathlessly. “Oh my God.”

I smile with my mouth still pressed up against her. “I’ll be your God tonight, baby. Now pray for my salvation.”

“Ohhh,” she moans as my tongue flicks at her clit.

“You taste so fucking good, Rory. Best pussy I’ve ever had.”

No one else even compares.

I’ve always loved going down on a woman, but no woman has ever tasted as sweet as Rory fucking Fisher.

As I continue to flick my tongue over her clit, I let my fingers trail against her slit, gathering her wetness. “So wet, baby. You’re so fucking wet.”

“Because this… feels… so good.”

I slide my finger inside as Rory gasps, and I can feel her start to flutter around me as I add my second finger, sliding in completely.

“Mmm,” I mutter, mouth still full of her. “Dirty girl likes having her cunt full of my fingers with my tongue on her clit, doesn’t she?”

“Y-yes. You’re so good at this, Cole.”

A smug sense of pride washes over me, and I’m determined to be the first man to taste her cum on his tongue. In fact, I want to be the only one who ever gets to taste that. She says this is just for tonight, but now that I’ve tasted her, there’s no way in hell I can give her up.

“I told you, baby. Men know how to take care of a woman.”

“You did say you’re all man,” she laughs.

I can’t help but laugh in return. My face is buried in her pussy, and I’m laughing.

I’ve always liked sex, but I’ve never been this comfortable with somebody during the act. But I’m comfortable with Rory in a way I’ve never felt before.

“Tell me that again when I’m buried ten inches inside you.” I feel her flutter around my fingers again.

My girl likes dirty talk, it seems.

Lucky me.

Her grip on my head tightens, and her moans are becoming more frantic.

“Cole, I’m… close.”

“Yeah, you fucking are. Let go for me. I want your cum dripping down my chin. I want you to fucking soak me. Death by your pussy is the only way I want to go.”

She can’t help but grind against my face, and my cock twitches. “Can you… breathe?” she asks as she grinds against me again.

“Oxygen is overrated,” I murmur, continuing to lap up the arousal seeping out of her.

She laughs again before a moan takes over when I suck on her clit. “Fuck, that feels good. Oh God, I’m right there.”

I hook my fingers inside her, and she shatters. Her pussy convulses around me as she screams out my name, flooding my mouth and more with every drop of her pleasure.

And I don’t stop when she comes down. I keep pressing my tongue into her, taking absolutely everything she’ll give me.

“Cole!”

“Not done with you yet,” I utter, swiping her with my tongue. “Taste too fucking sweet.”

“Let me taste you then,” she whispers as she pushes on my shoulders, removing my face from the only place it wants to be. “Let me return the favor.”

“No,” I say, standing up and brushing my lips against hers, coating them in her own arousal. “If this is the only night I have with you, I’m spending as much time as I can inside you.”

Rory’s pupils are wide, her desire for me still evident.

“Take me to bed then, Cole.”

She kisses me as I loop my arms under her thighs and carry her to my bedroom.

“How could you carry me so easily?” she asks as I toss her on the bed. “I’m not that light.”

“I bench press more than you weigh, Starlight. That was nothing.”

Rory presses herself up on her elbows, staring at me ravenously. “God, you’re so fucking hot.”

Her smile is sinful as she watches me slide down the waistband of my joggers, letting them fall to the floor and kicking them to the side. I join her on the bed in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs with my erection proudly on display.

“See something you like, Fisher?” I ask as I climb on top of her.

“I see a lot that I like.” Her tone is so seductive. I can already tell I’m not going to last long. “Especially that lion.”

I laugh. “Guess I did end up taking my pants off for you. Last tattoo you needed to see.”

“I can’t see his eyes, though. They’re still covered.”

“You’re just trying to get me naked,” I smirk, leaning down and pressing a kiss on her neck. “I’ll oblige because I want you naked, too. I’m dying to see all of you.”

“You can still fuck me with a dress on.”

“I’ve fucked my fist too many times thinking about you splayed on my bed, completely bare. Need to see the real thing.”

“You might not like it.” Her voice wavers and I finally realize what she’s insinuating.

“Rory,” I say, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look into my eyes. “Why are you so worried about what a man thinks of you?”

“I’m not worried about other men,” she says quietly. “I’ve never worried about what other men thought. But I care what you think.”

I sigh and press myself into her hip. “Need I remind you just how sexy I find you, baby. My cock is so hard it hurts because of you . Because I’m more attracted to you than I’ve ever been to anyone else. I haven’t fucked anyone in over a year because no one measures up to you . ” I kiss her softly. “I’m not going to make you uncomfortable. If you want to keep the dress on, I’ll fuck you just like that. But just know that your naked body will be the sexiest thing I’ve seen. I’ve fantasized about it since I first ran into you at the stadium before I even knew who you were.”

Rory stares at me, mulling over my words before she kisses me deeply and pushes me off her.

I fall back on my legs, resting on the balls of my feet, as she sits up and slides off the fur vest she’s still wearing. She then reaches for the hem of her dress before slowly pulling it over her head, leaving her in nothing but a black lace bra.

She looks at me warily, clearly nervous about what I think. Words are hard to find as I take her in, but I won’t let her think I’m not still insanely attracted to her.

“Goddamn.” I shove my hand under the waistband of my boxers, giving my cock a few quick tugs, needing to feel some sort of friction. “Sexy. You are so damn sexy. My fantasies don’t do you justice.”

Rory rises to her knees, wraps her arms around my shoulders, and kisses me. All I can feel right now is the desire between us as we finally give in and take what we want.

I reach around behind her back, unhooking her bra before I pull it off of her. With the barrier removed, I take her breasts into my hands, kneading into the skin.

“Perfect tits,” I murmur, lips ghosting over hers. “Perfect pussy. Perfect fucking body. Rory Fisher, you are perfect.”

I lean back against the pillows, Rory following and straddling herself over my legs. I dip my head, pull one of her nipples between my teeth, and roll the other between my fingers.

“Ohhh…” she moans, throwing her head back as she grinds over me. “I want you, Cole.”

“Is that so?” I ask, a malicious smile on my face. “Is that why you’re grinding that bare pussy over my cock? You want it, don’t you? You’re my dirty little slut, and your cunt is weeping for my cock, begging for it to fill you up.”

“Yes,” she says breathlessly. “I want your cock. I need to feel you inside me.”

“Take it out, Rory.” I grab her chin, looking right into her eyes. “Show me how badly you want me.”

Rory immediately scoots backward, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of my boxers before she slides them down. My dick pops out as she lowers them, and she gasps.

I finish working my boxers down my legs, kicking them to the side as she reaches out and takes me in her hand, swiping at the bead of precum leaking out of my tip. “Looks like I’m not the only one weeping for this.”

“I like this devious side of you.”

Rory sucks her thumb into her mouth, tasting me as she lightly moans. “So good.”

“Condom,” I blurt, almost incoherently. “There are condoms in the nightstand drawer.”

She hurriedly grabs one, seeming to be as eager as I am. I take it from her, ripping the foil and sliding the latex down my length.

I kiss her as I help her into position, settling her right over top of my cock.

Without another word, Rory sinks down onto me, and all thoughts leave my head. She’s hardly taken me in, and I’m already about to blow my load.

“So tight,” I grit, watching as she sinks a few inches further. “God, you feel fucking amazing.”

“So big,” she moans. “You’re not going to fit.”

I lean forward, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. “You can take it. You’re going to take every fucking inch of me, and then you’re going to ride me.”

With determination, she sinks a little lower. “You’re so deep, Cole.”

“Still a bit to go. Push down on me. I want to feel that tight cunt wrapped around every bit of me.”

Rory shakes her head. “I can’t.”

“You can,” I assure her.

I slip a hand between us, flicking my thumb over her clit. It’s enough of a distraction for her to let go and stop resisting, and I slide in to the hilt.

I’m fucking delirious right now.

Nothing has ever felt this good, and she’s not even moving.

“God, look at you,” I slur, drunk off the feeling of being fully seated inside her. “Look how well you take my cock, baby.”

I take her chin in my hand, turning her face downward so she can see the way our hips are joined together.

“I’m so full,” she mutters. “I’ve never felt this before.”

“Fuck me, Starlight.”

As my lips meet hers, she rises up on her knees before quickly sinking back onto me.

“Oh fuck,” I moan. “That feels incredible.”

“Mhmm,” is all she can manage between ragged breaths.

I kiss her more deeply as she starts moving faster.

“Baby,” I say, teeth clenched. “God, yes.”

“I love how deep you can get. It feels so good, Cole.”

“So fucking good.” I can hardly even focus right now with how she feels wrapped around me. With the hand I still have placed between us, I start teasing her clit again as she starts moaning louder. “Need you to come. Need to feel you come when I’m buried inside you.”

“Then don’t stop,” Rory moans, breathing frantically.

“Not stopping,” I say as she sinks down on me again, making me forget my own goddamn name. “But I’m hanging on by a fucking thread here, Rory. You feel way too fucking good—I can’t last. But I need you to come first.”

She moves in time with my thumb, bouncing with every flick of her clit. I can feel her pussy starting to flutter around me, and I know I’m on the verge of exploding.

I lean forward, taking her nipple into my mouth, and the added sensation is enough to send her over the edge, chanting my name like a fucking prayer while she comes.

“Oh, Rory, fuck!” I shout, coming harder than I ever have, spilling everything into the latex between us.

Rory’s head is on my shoulder while mine falls back against the headboard. We stay in this position for a few minutes without speaking, just catching our breath and getting our bearings.

Once we’re both coherent again, she moves off of me, and I remove the condom, tying it off and tossing it into the wastebasket by my bed.

“I don’t think I have words,” she says. “That was so good.”

“I didn’t cross any boundaries, did I? I know I’m sort of vocal in bed.”

“Sort of?” she laughs. “You’re downright filthy. I fucking loved it. I got to see a whole new side of you tonight.”

“And did you like it?”

I don’t miss the way her eyes leer over me as she bites her lip. “Yes. A lot.”

I bring her lips to mine, taking my time to enjoy her.

When she breaks our kiss, she looks at me sullenly. “I should go.”

“What?” I ask as she stands herself up. “You’re going to leave after that?”

Rory clasps her bra behind her back before sliding on her dress and vest again. “One night,” she says, refusing to meet my eyes. “This was just for tonight.”

I stand now, throwing on my boxers and following her into my living room.

She sits on the sofa, slipping her legs back into her boots before walking to my front door.

“Rory,” I say, voice pleading as she reaches for the doorknob.

“Tonight was incredible,” she says softly, finally turning to look at me again. “Best night of my life.”

“Mine too,” I admit.

Rory leans up and presses a final kiss to my lips.

“Good night, Cole.”

And she slips out the door.

I make my way back to the living room, flopping on my couch as I filter through everything that happened tonight. That’s when I notice a bit of black fabric on the floor.

Her panties.

She was in such a rush to get out of here that she left them behind.

They’re mine now.

At least I’ll have a physical reminder of the best night I’ve ever had.