"I can't believe how lucky I am..." I mumbled as I lay in Cole's arms two weeks later.
"You always say that, Baby, but I don't think you realize just how lucky I am to be in love with such a strong, beautiful, clever, loving girl... Heck! The list could go on and on...But every day when I wake up with your warm body all tucked up against my chest, I thank God for blessing me with your presence in my life. I love you, Zoe, I love you..."
In awed with his declaration, I waited for the butterflies and flutters to settle in my stomach in silence. I let my hand follow the lines of his abs slowly. I knew it drove him crazy when I did, especially when I reached the hem of his boxers after having traced his impressive V-line.
He moaned and I suddenly felt too hot. He lifted me and placed me on him so that I was straddling him. From the hard bulge under me, there was no mistaking he was feeling just as hot as I was. He cupped my cheeks and pulled me down to his face before devouring my lips. His tongue grazed my lower lip until I granted it access and as soon as it met mine, things got out of control.
The few items of clothes we usually wore at night flew to the floor giving unlimited access to our hungry hands.
I hadn't told Cole but after months of exploring one another, I was finally ready to go all the way. I'd known for a couple of days already when for the first time after we'd ended all tangled up and naked, my mind hadn't brought up the faceless men.
I wanted us to make love endlessly, I wanted our bodies to dance so closely that we ended up feeling as one, I wanted to feel him move inside me until our fires combusted together.
I moaned when his hand started doing his magic on my breast.
Maybe I should just tell him now, I thought, as the need increased down below.
"Hmm... Cole?" My voice was hoarse from our heated moment.
"Hmm?" He started sucking my nipple and I moaned again.
I had trouble finding my words.
"I think I'm..." I was interrupted mid-sentence by a loud knock on the door.
"F*ck..." Cole grunted.
F*ck, indeed... I mumbled inwardly.
Cole was already out of bed. He put his boxers and sweats on and went to the door. I recognized Sam's voice but I couldn't make out what he was saying.
A minute later Cole closed the door and came to my side of the bed.
"Jonah's in trouble..." He mumbled.
"What kind of trouble?" I asked.
"He f*cked some College guy's girl last weekend and the dude didn't take it too well apparently, since he came to find Jonah with six friends of his..."
I grimaced.
"Can I come with you?" I already knew the answer but I had to try.
"Absolutely not..." His tone discouraged me to argue.
"Why don't you take Charlie with you?" I suggested, knowing that my brother would make sure nothing happened to Cole and Sam.
"Bringing him to a fight when he's on probation?" He interjected with his head cocked to the side slightly.
He had a point but I couldn't help being worried.
"Be careful..." I muttered with my bottom lip between my teeth. He smiled.
"I will, Baby..." He answered softly before kissing me.
"Please, let me come, Cole..." I tried again, holding his face in my hands.
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Mystery / ThrillerBy day, Zoe is your average High school girl. She has cool friends and okay grades... Hand her a volleyball, and her spike will scare boys off... Which she's okay with. Boys are drama and she's not allowed drama. She's not allowed much but that's...