Forbidden Feelings

Back at the House

   I got it done. I've been gone for 2 hours now, it was a 50 minute drive there, 20 minutes in the parlor, then another 50 minutes back home. Josh's car is gone and I walk inside to see Cole walking back and forth on his cell phone, "what's going on?" He runs up to me and hugs me, holding my arms to my side, "thank God!"

   "What?" He puts me down and gets back on his phone but whoever he tries to call doesn't answer. "What's going on?"

   "You realize that you have been gone for 2 hours, right?"

   "Yeah, and?" The sparkle from my new piercing catches his eye, "and what the hell is that?" He tries to poke it but I smack his hand. "It's called a piercing dip shit." He scolds me, "where's Josh?"

   "He went to the airport, he thought you went back home so he bought a ticket and is kind of flying back to South Hill as we speak."

   "What?" He nods, "When he lands I'll call him and let him know that you're back."

   "Okay, so now what?"

   "Now, you aren't allowed to leave my sight." 

   "Um, bull. I have to shower and change and stuff and you will not be there for that." He towers over, looking down at me the way that makes me turn to puddy, "I think we are past that. Don't you?"

   I storm upstairs feeling overwhelmed again, needing a release again. I take off my clothes and put on the baggy tee-shirt from before. I can't focus on anything besides him, I lay down, closing my eyes, I imagine it's him making the circles. "You're gonna kill me princess." I open my eyes and see him standing there, I'm on the edge of release and I let him watch. He grips the back of his shirt and pulls it off with one hand. This is it, today's the day I lose it and to him no less. Guess we are both getting what we want. He crawls over top of me and hovers me while I continue my circles. When I start to speed up he grabs my hands and puts them above my head to hold them in place. "Are you sure?" He asks me and I nod. He raises my shirt to reveal my flat stomach, he starts kissing a trail down to where I need my release. He lets go of my hands then pulls off my laced, black thong. I feel his hot breath on me and I tense. He looks up at me one more time, "you're sure?" I nod again, I need to get this release. 

   He accepts my response and starts licking my warmth and I gasp. He pulls my legs so they are resting on his shoulders and I moan out his name while I cum. Holy fuck. He licks me clean until I'm done coming on his mouth. 

   "Feel better princess?" My legs feel weak and I nod. "Good." I see him hard through his sweat pants. I want to feel it, I want to taste it. He stands up to pick up his shirt and notices me staring, "what?" He looks down, "don't worry, I'll deal with it." He is being oddly nice to me right now. I sit up and pull the drawstrings closer so he is right in front of me. "Princess, don't do something that you're not gonna finish." I'm curious about what he will feel like in my mouth, what the warm cum will taste like.

   I get off the bed and kneel down, pulling his joggers and boxers down with me. I put his hard dick in my mouth and he holds the back of my head while I watch his reaction to see if he likes it. "Holy fuck." He moans out and I begin sucking as hard as I can, "I'm gonna cum," he tries to pull away but I did my nails into his thighs. "Fuck!" His length starts to pulse in my mouth and I can feel his cum dripping down my throat. It's kind of salty but it tastes good. He pulls out of my mouth and I stand up. He looks at me and steps closer, "princess, we can never say a word about this to anyone." 

   He's right, we can't. I don't know who Josh would kill first, me for giving him permission, or Cole for asking. I nod but his eyes stay on mine until his phone buzzes. "He landed, I let him know that you're back and he won't be back out for three days, something about your mom wanting to spend time with him." I don't have anything to say so I just nod. "Princess?"

   "Yeah?" I mumble.

   "Are you okay?" Yes and no. Yes because I finally got the release and tried out something new, no because I don't know if oral counts towards me not being a virgin anymore. "Yeah, just tired."

   "Nope, I know better, what's up?"

   "It's just ..." I stop myself, "just what?"

   "Am I still," I clear my throat, "a virgin?" I hope he says no, at least if he says no I'm not an 18-year-old virgin anymore. "Yes," fuck. I can feel the disappointment on my face. "There is nothing wrong with that." I roll my eyes at his comment, "hey, seriously, stop with the eye rolling. It turns me on. Now, what is wrong?" That's why he tenses at the eye rolling, I don't have it in me to tease him so I just lay down on my twin sized bed. "You wouldn't understand."

   He stays sitting on the edge, "what is it?"

   "I'm not like other girls. I'm not pretty or funny. I don't wear make-up or do my hair. I'm just... I'm me. I'm not important and I never will be." He grabs my arms to pull me up and wraps them around him, "you're right. You're not like other girls." 

   "Gee. Thanks." I roll my eyes again and he lifts my chin up so he is looking me in the eyes, "let me finish. You're better. You don't have to try to be pretty, you just are. Same with being funny. You are important. If you weren't, I wouldn't have stayed here to make sure you came home to someone." That was very nice of him, I reach my hand up to his forehead, "are you sick?" 

   He scolds me and I laugh. He pulls me back into a hug. "This is gonna be weird now, isn't it?"

   "Probably when Josh gets back, but, right now? No." His words comfort me. I never saw this happening with him. I'm not going to get attached, I know better. I have read enough books and watched enough movies to know that I am the girl who doesn't get a happy ever after. It's gonna storm tonight, I know it is. The sky is gray and clouds are rolling in fast. It's going to be a bad one. "What's wrong?"

   "It's gonna storm." I say shyly, this time, he doesn't laugh. "Come on," he leads me back downstairs to the basement and we lay in his room. It's strange, being alone, with him. Especially after what we did. "Hey, Cole?"

   "Yeah?"

   "Why princess?" He thinks about it for a minute, "I don't know, you kind of remind me of Belle."

   "Is that a bad thing?"

   "No," he states plainly and I accept his answer. I'm wondering how I'm like her though. Yeah, I read and have brown hair, but, I'm just me. Plain, ordinary me. He hands me the remote for his television and just because I can, I put on beauty and the beast. He laughs, "you're not gonna let this go, are you?" I smile and shake my head no.