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thirty-nine

Cole

“Do you have to go?” Rory asks, looking up at me from where she’s resting her head on my chest. With those coffee-colored eyes and my T-shirt hugging her curves so tightly, she’s never looked more beautiful.

I twirl strands of her hair around my fingers absentmindedly as I try to just enjoy this moment. “I’ll be out of a job if I don’t go. Plus, I don’t think your dad would like my excuse of, ‘Sorry about skipping Spring Training. I just wanted to spend more time with your daughter that I’m secretly dating.’”

She laughs lightly, the sound burrowing deep into my soul. “I know. But you’re going to be gone for so long.”

I’ve never cared about how long I’m away for Spring Training before. We get to spend a month and a half in sunny Florida as we prepare for the season—I’ve always loved that time. I’ve loved getting back on the field after some time off.

But I’ve never had a girlfriend to miss before.

And God , I hate the thought of being away from her for so long. I know our relationship will be fine, but I don’t want to miss her. And I’m going to miss the fuck out of her.

I wrap my arms around her, resting my chin on the top of her head. “It’ll be over soon enough. Plus, you’re coming down in a few weeks since Lane doesn’t want to be away from Sage that long.”

“And Lo and Ella will be missing their men, too.” She sighs. “Just a couple of weeks until we come down to visit. I think I can manage that.”

“Lucia might not like waiting that long,” I laugh.

Rory chuckles in return. “‘Too much testosterone during Spring Training,’ she always tells me. Downside of being the only female athletic trainer.”

“I don’t fly out until the morning. Let’s just enjoy the night.”

Her look turns mischievous. “How do you want to enjoy the night, Daddy?”

Goddamn her. She knows exactly what that does to me.

Now I’m willing my dick to cooperate for the moment.

“I’ll fuck you later, Starlight. Right now, I just want to hold you.”

Rory looks at me with the sweetest smile, and I lean up to capture it for myself with a kiss.

“Cole Pierce, the romantic.”

“And proud of it, baby.”

“You know,” she says, trailing her fingers lightly over my abs. “Sex can still be romantic.”

I grab her ass, my resolve quickly fading. “Not the way we do it, baby girl.”

Rory moves to straddle me, resting her hips on either side of mine. “I think it’s very romantic how you fuck me exactly how I want you to. Exactly the way I need.”

She rubs herself over my now rock-hard length, and I groan. “Rory…”

“Yes, Daddy?” She bats her eyes at me and bites her lip, feigning a look of innocence when she’s anything but.

The rest of my resolve crumbles the moment she repeats the word. So much for holding strong.

But I do get to fuck her, so it’s still a win.

I wrap my arms around her, bringing her down flush with my chest and my lips brushing hers. “You’re such a slut for Daddy’s cock, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she nods frantically. “I love your cock.”

I blow out a breath and say, “We’re gonna make a show out of this, Rory,” and I crash my mouth to hers.

She moans against me as I press myself into her hip. “A show?”

“I’m going to be gone for Spring Training. I’m recording us tonight, so I have something to watch while I fuck myself to the thought of you.”

She rolls her body against me, a wicked smile on her face. “Whatever you want, Daddy. Show me how good you make me feel.”

It’s laughable that I ever thought I could hold back when she speaks so freely about what she wants. God, she’s fucking perfect .

I reach over and grab my phone before switching our position, setting her on her knees at the head of the bed. I ditch my sweatpants and join her again, my cock standing proud as I look at the goddess in front of me.

“Are you sure you’re okay with me recording this?” I ask before we get too caught up in the moment. “I don’t want to do anything that will make you uncomfortable.”

Rory smiles at me before walking on her knees over to me, kissing me tenderly. “Very okay with it. I don’t feel uncomfortable.” She takes my hand in hers, slips them both under her shirt, and rests them on the scrap of lace covering her. “In fact, I’m getting wet just thinking about it.” I lightly groan when I feel how drenched her panties are. “I want to watch you fuck me, Cole.”

I slip my fingers under her lace, dragging them up her soaked slit. “Get up by the headboard, then. On your knees and facing me. Let Daddy show you exactly how you fall apart for me.”

She quickly moves up the bed, gazing at me with a gleam in her eyes. “What now?”

“Now, I’m going to start recording.” I pull up my camera, switch to video mode, and press the red button. Pointing the camera at my girlfriend, I speak with confidence, lust dripping from my voice. “Strip.”

I see heat flash in her eyes as she reaches for the hem of my shirt covering up her flawless body. Slowly, she pulls it off, taking her time and letting me eye-fuck the hell out of her. Her tits bounce as she uncovers her chest and finally pulls the shirt over her head, leaving her in a pair of sexy as fuck red lace panties.

I have to cup myself over my boxers and hope I don’t come on the spot from even this tiny bit of friction.

“Put your head on the pillows and peel those panties off. Let me show you that pretty pussy.”

Without taking her eyes off me, Rory positions herself lower on the bed, laying back before sliding the red lace over her gorgeous thighs.

Now naked before me, she spreads her legs open, and I can see the arousal dripping from her. There’s not a shy bone in her body as she bares all of herself to me and the camera.

“How’s that?” she asks, a sweet tone to her voice.

“Fucking perfect,” I mutter, moving myself closer. I fall down to my elbows, stretching my legs out behind me and laying between her spread thighs. I bring the camera closer as I trail my finger through her soaking core. “Goddamn, you’re so wet, baby girl. So turned on from me recording you. My dirty slut.”

“Yes,” she moans as I slip a finger inside her.

“Yes, what?”

She has to fight through her enjoyment as I push another finger into her dripping cunt. “Yes, I-” Rory moans again as I start to rhythmically move my fingers. “I’m your dirty slut.”

“And you’re a slut only for Daddy, aren’t you?”

“Mhmm.” She’s writhing in front of me, pushing down so my fingers hit deeper inside her. “I need more.”

I quickly stand from the bed, propping my phone up on my dresser, leaning against a stack of books Rory left here, and pointing it right at the center of the bed. Once I have that ready, I slide back in between her legs.

I thrust my fingers inside of her again, shallower this time. I’m no sex novice, but there are still things I’ve never experienced. I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve researched online and found what’s supposed to be the best way to make something specific happen.

And I’m dying to find out if it’s going to work.

I keep my fingers inside of her, hooking them and rubbing them over the front wall of her pussy, adding slight bits of pressure.

Rory’s hips buck off the bed as I begin. “Ohhh… That… that’s good.”

I smile, my confidence in this growing by the second based on her reaction.

When I press my free hand down on the top of her pelvis and start lightly flicking my tongue over her clit, she screams loud enough for the entire building to hear.

Let them.

“Fucking love how loud you get, baby girl.”

“I can’t… help it. Fuck , this feels amazing.”

“Let go and enjoy it then. You’re going to love this.”

I keep my pace, rubbing my fingers over the sensitive bundle of nerves inside her with my tongue on her clit, occasionally moving lower and fucking it inside her pussy so I can lap up the arousal coating my fingers.

“You’re so good with your fingers,” Rory breathes. “This feels… better than usual.”

Fuck yeah, it does.

I’m taking care of her in a whole new way tonight.

“Cole,” she says through a moan. “I think I’m close.”

“You think?”

“Definitely close. But it’s… different.”

“Lean into it. I want you to come all over my fingers. Soak me.”

I keep my fingers in place as I remove my tongue, leaning my head back and just watching her as she gets close to falling apart in front of me.

“Just like that!” she screams. “Yes, yes!”

When Rory breaks, she gushes around me, coating my fingers and soaking my sheets.

“What… what just happened?” she asks, peering down at me, seemingly confused.

I slip my fingers out and slide my tongue up her dripping cunt one last time, taking in every bit of her addictive taste before prowling up her body.

“You just squirted for me, baby girl. Made a fucking mess of my sheets, too.”

Rory looks at me with wide, surprised eyes. “I- what? I’ve never done that before…”

I grind against her hip. “Hot as fucking hell, Rory. Goddamn, I’ve never been so hard in my life.”

“You liked that?”

“Fucking loved it. You?”

She bites her lip in the way she always does, and the tempting look sends a jolt through my cock. “Yeah. That felt really good.”

“Then you can squirt for me anytime, Starlight. Make a mess for me anytime. I’ll just clean you up with my tongue.”

I lean down and capture her lips with mine, kissing her roughly. Rory teases her tongue over my bottom lip, and I let her inside. She reaches between us, slipping her hand under the waistband of my boxers and grasping my dick.

“Will you fuck me, Daddy?”

“Since you asked so nicely…” I smirk. I slide off my boxers and kick them to the ground.

Rory moves her hand up and down my shaft, spreading out the precum leaking from the tip.

“How do you want me tonight?”

I run my thumb over her bottom lip, swollen from the intensity of our kiss. “Just like this, baby. I want to look into your eyes when I fill you with my cum. Now, wrap your legs around my neck. I need to feel that pussy around me.”

She complies immediately, hooking her ankles behind my neck as I lean closer to her. I kiss her again as I line myself up with her entrance before slowly thrusting myself inside.

“Fuck!” I cry, pulling out and pushing back in a little farther. “I will never get over how fucking good your cunt feels. You’re so fucking soft and warm.”

“You fill me up so well, Daddy. I love how you feel inside me.”

“I know you do,” I say, bringing my arm around her leg and gently placing it on her neck. “You’re already squeezing my cock.”

I run my thumb along the column of her throat, and her eyes flutter closed. “Harder.”

My smile is devious as I keep thrusting into her and grip my hand tighter around her neck.

“God, you’re so sexy like this. My hand makes such a pretty necklace for you.”

“My favorite piece of jewelry.”

Her favorite piece of jewelry for now.

But that will change when I put a diamond on her left hand one day.

The little time we’ve spent together as a couple has shown me that Rory is it for me.

If it isn’t her, it isn’t anyone .

So yeah, I absolutely plan on marrying her eventually.

What does that mean about my feelings right now?

That I’m not sure.

This is all so new to me. All I know is that I love being with her, and I’ll make sure to never let her go.

I’ll figure out the rest as it comes.

Rory brings me back to reality by placing her hand on the back of my head and bringing my forehead to hers. I grasp her neck just a little bit tighter and slip my free hand between her legs, using her thighs to keep myself propped up.

“I can feel you getting close, baby girl. Are you going to give me one more?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Such a good girl,” I muse, rubbing circles on her clit. “You say you aren’t a good girl, but you’re so good for me.”

“So good for you,” she repeats as she lets out a breath.

Fuck, I’m so addicted to this woman.

“Let go for me. I want to feel that pussy squeeze all of the cum from my cock. Let go, and Daddy will show you just how much he loves fucking this tight little cunt.”

Rory hardly lasts a moment longer before she’s screaming out in pleasure, pussy gripping me so tightly that she takes me right over the edge with her. I call out her name as I spill inside her.

We both still for a moment before I slowly pull out of her and then quickly grab my phone.

“What are you doing?” she asks, still trying to catch her breath.

“Going to show you just how perfect you look when you’re full of me. My cum dripping out of you.”

I spread her legs wider and bring the phone closer, watching through the screen as my release seeps out of her. I take two fingers and gather it up, pushing it back inside her and putting it right where it belongs.

I kiss the inside of her thigh one time before I finally stop the recording, set the phone down on the bed, and flop down beside her.

“I swear you’re better every time,” I say lightly. “But that was not at all how I planned to start the night.”

“Yeah, but your girlfriend was horny.”

I laugh heartily before pulling her into my chest. “I love hearing you call yourself my girlfriend.”

“Not as much as I love being your girlfriend.”

I smile and kiss her forehead. “I’m really going to miss you, baby.”

“I’ll miss you, too,” Rory replies, looking sweetly into my eyes. “But I’ll be right here when you get back.”

“In my bed? Hell yes. But make sure you change the sheets first.”

She pushes my arm as she laughs. “Fine. But we’re still going to make a mess of the new ones you put on.”

“Sounds perfect,” I murmur, kissing her softly, finally doing what I wanted to do all night—hold her in my arms.