Page 10 of Birthday Boy


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He slams the back shut, and I can hear the shift of the gravel as he walks towards me. His hands are empty, and I frown, wondering if he threw his shirt in my car too. I don’t care to ask because Cole without a shirt is something I’m having a problem tearing my eyes from.

“So…uhh thanks again.” I give him a half-smile. His intense stare is a bit unnerving for someone so young.

Cole smirks, a darkness stretching across his face. “That’s all I get. A thanks?”

My heart pounds faster. “What else do you want?”

He steps closer, and I place my hand on his bare, warm chest to try to stop him. It doesn’t as he continues, pressing his body against mine and leans forward, his lips touching my ear. “Bend over, hands on your seat.”

I jerk my head back. “W-what?”

Cole grips my waist and flips me. My hands catch on the seat of my car as he pulls my hips out, his foot tapping against my ankle to open my legs wider.

“Cole!” I try to shout, but it comes out as a strangled rasp.

His fingers knead the flesh of my cheeks before they curl on the waistband of my leggings and pull them down. He lets out a groan when he sees my pussy and ass are bared to the world since I had gone without underwear.

“I’ve dreamed about this all week,” He whispers. His touch searing me as he caresses my embarrassingly soaked folds. “Have you thought about me?”

I close my eyes as he pushes a finger into me, and I clench around him. The material of my tank top rubs against my hard nipples as I lean forward more to support myself on the seat. I rock my hips back into his hands, silently demanding more.

He adds another, stretching me around his thick fingers. He pumps them slowly in and out. “Have you missed me, Mrs. Matthews?”

“Yes,” I admit, a moan escaping as his thumb swipes between my ass cheeks, the smallest brush against the sensitive hole sending shivers down my spine.

Cole leans forward, pressing a kiss on the small divot above my butt before I feel his breath on the back of my thighs. His fingers pull out, and his hands squeeze right under my ass cheeks, his thumbs spreading me open. His tongue spears me in the next second, both of us groan as he buries his face further into my pussy. For someone who has only done this once before, it is sinfully wrong how good he is at it.

“S-suck on my clit,” I remind him as his mouth shifts down and does exactly what I asked. Cole pushes a thumb inside me as he keeps the focus of his tongue flicking at my sensitive nub. My fingers claw into my seat as I push back, already so close to coming. How someone so inexperienced can get me off so fast is mortifying. I thought the thrill of the forbiddenness of the first time was a fluke last time.

“Come on my face,” Cole’s muffled groan comes through between my legs. I clench down on his thumb as he slowly pumps it out of me, and then he sucks my clit into his mouth one more time, and I succumb to my release. My legs shake as he continues to eat my pussy through my orgasm.

He stands, and I look over my shoulder as he shoves his shorts down. Cole’s eyes don’t leave mine as he strokes his thick cock before lining it up at my entrance. The heat of his tip bumps my clit for a second, and then he thrusts forward. His hands grab onto my hips, pulling me back onto his cock.

“Nghh.. Oh fuck!” I moan, facing forward and dropping my head onto my clasped hands.

His chuckle washes over me as he starts to pound into me. The pain is delicious and pleasurable as he reaches the end inside my pussy before pulling out and slamming forward again. The slap of our skin is loud on the quiet road. This shouldn’t feel as good as it does, it’s wrong to fuck my son’s best friend for a second time. I didn’t even argue with him when he pulled my pants down. Instead, I practically begged for it.

Cole’s pace picks up, grunting with each thrust as if he’s trying to punish me by fucking me so roughly. I clench down on him, wishing we were at the house and I could show him a different form of punishment.

“Tell me you love my cock,” Cole groans.

I bite my lip, a familiar build starting inside my belly again. I’m a goddamn whore for dirty talk, and I need to tell him to stop watching whatever he’s learning that from because he's already a walking sex-god. I don’t even register his hand leaving my side before it’s twisting into my hair, and he’s pulling me back into his chest as he leans forward.

“Tell me how fucking desperate you’ve been for me to fill this pussy again,” His husky voice whispers into my ear.

“Cole…” I plead.

He impales me harder on his cock, pausing to grind against my ass. “I know, baby. You want my cum, don’t you? Empty everything I have inside you?” Cole’s grip tightens, and he starts to swell, and I know he’s close.

“Please. Please, come inside me,” I beg. He curses, and his cock throbs, his warm cum spilling into me. I groan, pushing back against him to keep his pulsating shaft buried deep. We stay like that before he pulls out. I hurry to pull up my leggings as I hear him fix his own clothes. I’ll clean up the mess between my legs at home. I turn to face Cole, and his jaw tightens as he stares back.

“Don’t–”

I shake my head. “We promised it was one time.”

Cole’s head falls back with a groan, and he rubs his hands down his face. I swallow, my throat aching as I feel my own frustration. My phone rings, and I grab it from the console, grimacing when I see Jensen’s name. I hold it up for Cole to see.

“This is why we agreed to one time. What if he checked my location and showed up instead? We could have been caught.”

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