Breaking Free (Smut)

Chapter 7

The rest of the car ride was pretty much silent, Cole knew something was wrong but figured it was best not to ask. Instead, he placed his hand on my left inner thigh, it was secretly really turning me on, which I doubt he didn't by the smirk that was slyly placed on his face. I couldn't help but bite my lip as his hand moved up my thigh by a little, it had also moved deeper into the inner part of my thing, resulting in it turning me on a lot more. I heard Cole let out an adorable, small laugh. 

"Don't bite your lip too hard, it could start to bleed." Cole teased. 

"Shut up, if you want me to stop biting my lip, don't turn me on like that! It's not fair." I stated, glaring at him slightly.

"No it's too fun." Cole said with a laugh. 

"Just you wait, I will get you back for this and you will see how unfair it is." I said with a smirk, already planning my revenge in my mind. Cole's expression turned from happy to worried, knowing I was already planning on how to get him back. After this, I realized I was happy, I didn't even think about my problem with Kendall, which is when I realized he broke down another one of my walls, which terrified me and we weren't even dating, yet. After a couple minutes, we pulled up to my house, after seeing my mom's old house, it made my house look small. Although, in reality it's not small. It's a two-story house, 4 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms, chef's kitchen, open floor plan, and heated floors. I was so grateful for the house, but my favorite feature is the chef's kitchen, it's nice and big with black and white marble countertops, and white cabinets, and stainless steel  appliances. It's basically my dream kitchen, and thanks to my parent I was able to have it. Cole and I walked into the house, I realized Cole has not seen the upstairs to my house, so I decided to give him a tour of the upstairs. I showed Cole my two guest bedrooms, along with their bathrooms. I had also showed him where my office is, in my office it's pretty plain, in the room there was a desk placed in front of the window. On the desk my laptop sat next to my notebooks. Throughout the rest of the room I had books scattered everywhere and stacks of paper on my other desk. 

"What is all of this?" Cole asked, taking a look around from the doorway.

"I'm a writer so I do all of my writing in this room." I told him, remembering I'll have to update my story soon.

I then led Cole into my bedroom, he looked around at the enormous room. I led him deeper into my room until he standing directly in front of my bed. I pushed him lightly so he was now sitting on the bed. He gave me a confused look , knowing I was up to something. I straddled him, my legs now crossed behind his waist with my hands gently around his neck. 

"I told you I was going to get you back." I whispered sexually, you could tell he was starting to get really turned on by the way he was biting his lip. I snuck my hand under his shirt, feeling his chest with my hand. He jumped at the touch of hand at first, then relaxed and placed his hands around either side of my lower waist. He leaned in for a kiss and I pulled away slightly. 

"Lily this isn't fair!" Cole said starting to get a little frustrated and annoyed.

"You totally deserve this after what you did in the car." I told him, a smirk smugly placed on my face.

"At least I wasn't on top of you! Please?" Cole asked, the hope shimmering in his eyes. How could I say no?

'Fine. Never do that again or I won't give in next time. " I told him, looking straight into his dreamy eyes. 

"I promise I won't, or won't try to." Cole said sarcastically, letting out a small chuckle.  I could not tell if he was taking me serious or not, but at the moment I didn't care. 

"Just shut up and kiss me, Cole." I told him, as we both leaned for a kiss, our lips were centimeters apart when the doorbell rang. 

"You have got to be kidding me right now." Cole spoke while rolling his eyes, he was clearly very agitated. 

"We will be finishing this later." He whispered into my ear.

'Damn he's hot.' I thought to myself as he walked out of the room and downstairs to open the door. I sat on my bed just thinking for a second, I figured whatever or whoever was at the door Cole could handle, or that's what I thought until I heard him yell my name. Which, however, very rudely interrupted my thoughts. I walked out into the hallway, picturing what could be so important that Cole couldn't handle it by himself. I walked down the steps, my head facing downwards. I had to watch myself walk down the stairs, or knowing my clumsy self I would have fallen down the steps. Once I had successfully walked down the stairs without tripping or falling, which I am very proud of, by the way. I walked into the door of my house, still watching my feet as I walked, even I was unsure as to why I was doing it. 

'Man I'm a little weirdo.' I thought to myself, exhibiting a small smile as I thought about how weird I am. Once I was in the main entrance, I looked up to see who was at the door. My small smile had disappeared, my facial expression was now consumed by shock, I didn't even know what to say, do, or think. I froze as I stared at his face.

It was him.