A Kiss of Betrayal
Chapter I
Night fell as the full moon rose high in the midnight sky. Crickets chirped as a gentle breeze blew through the open window and brushed across Phoebe's exposed shoulder. No words were necessary as Cole and Phoebe enjoyed each other's company. Engaged in snuggling and cuddling passionately, Cole tenderly kissed Phoebe's temple and moved to her lips. Phoebe deepened the kiss while Cole tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She arched her body as Cole trailed kisses down her neck toward her breasts, drawing in a big breath as excitement hummed through her body.
"Um, Cole." She moaned softly, running her fingers through his thick, dark hair. Without replying, Cole carried on his work of pleasure by removing her tank, then took Phoebe's left bosom into his mouth and suckled it delicately. With one of his free hands he gently massaged her other breast and played with her nipple. Soon his mouth gave the other the same delightful treatment. A smile formed on Phoebe's lips as she continued to moan and run her fingers through his hair.
Suddenly she stopped him and leveled his face to hers; he moved his hands to her sides and started massaging her. Leaving his neck, Phoebe slipped her arms around Cole's waist, tugging on his muscle shirt and pulling it over his head to throw it across the room. Moving her hand to his rock hard chest, she massaged him, needing to feel his flesh against hers. She worked her hands down to his abdomen and then his crotch, causing him to let out a soft moan of pleasure. Working from inside his drawers, Phoebe finally had it with the constricting fabric and moved her fingers around the elastic of Cole's boxers, slipping them off skillfully to expose his fully erect penis, which stood proudly, waiting for someone to take control of it.
"Oh, look at that." Phoebe lustfully grinned, admiring Cole's fully erected manhood. She then grabbed a bottle of self-heating oil from the nightstand. After lubing up her hands, she interlaced her fingers and moved them up and down his erection. The friction from her knuckles was driving him wild, with the addition of the cool breeze sweeping across his hot fragile area. Phoebe then eagerly moved down facing his groin. Seeing as how he was getting impatient, she decided to tease him a little before giving him the satisfaction. She licked her lips seductively, knowing fully well he was watching her and what he was expecting. She gave him a little peck on the tip of his manhood then moved away. She kept one hand on his penis while the other stroked it and kneaded his balls. She kissed it all over, from time to time she licking it from the side and the tip.
"Phoebe, please." Cole pleaded huskily, begging for release.
Soon, she decided he had had enough of the torture...but not before she teased him one last time. She wrapped her tongue around his cock and tightly, yet tenderly took it in her mouth, and expertly suckling and nibbling it. Pleasure of release quivering through his body, Cole clutched the bedspread tightly. Phoebe knew Cole was about to climax, and with a flash of inspiration decided to block Cole's head with the tip of her tongue. A flood of hot fluid traveled through his manhood, and Cole realized Phoebe's tongue was preventing his release. She could feel the sweetness on her tongue.
Cole on the other hand was shocked at what was happening as he felt another wave coming through, and he could still feel Phoebe's tongue pressed against his tip. She finally let go and white fluid flooded her mouth. She took several big gulps until he was dry.
She gave his manhood another good licking before moving back up, leaving a path of kisses as she made her way back up, facing him.
"That was great." Cole breathes heavily, wrapping his arm around Phoebe.
"Well, I like to please my men." Phoebe said proudly, as she plays with Cole's nipple.
"Your men?" Cole asked, looking at her with suspicious and jealousy in his eyes.
"I mean, my man, you know what I meant." Phoebe gave Cole an innocent look, and then a kiss.
Out of the blue, a vision hits Phoebe as she and Cole get back to business: A vision of herself bending over on a bed, butt naked, and her ex-boyfriend, Clay, with his pants and boxers around his ankles. Snapped out of her premonition, a grin automatically appeared on her face; she then quickly wiped the naughty smile off her face as she saw Cole staring down at her curiously. "What'd you see?"
"What'd I see?" Phoebe clears her throat "Nothing, nothing you have to be concerned about."
"It didn't seem like nothing" Cole didn't buy her cover up. Phoebe looked away guilty. "Phoebe, if there something's wrong, I would like to know."
"Well, it's not a demon or warlock, so don't worry." Phoebe responds.
"Then why won't you tell me?" Cole questioned disbelievingly.
"Because…well, ok, promise me you won't get mad." Phoebe gives in; she could never lie to him. She rubbed his biceps and leaned closer to him, to get rid of some tension.
"Ok, I promised."
"Uh, I saw my ex, Clay and I about to, uh, how should I put this…fuck." She swallowed hard.
"WHAT?" Cole jumped out of bed in outrage.
"You promised you wouldn't be pissed!" Phoebe squealed, sitting up pulling the blanket to cover her nude body.
"Well, that was before I knew you were going to cheat on me!" He yelled angrily; his hands gesturing wildly.
"Cole, I'm right here, I'm not going to cheat on you. And Clay isn't even in town. Probably it was in the past." Phoebe exclaimed. "Although, I don't remember doing that."
"You know what? I'm going to sleep on the couch." Cole grabbed his boxers and t-shirt and threw them on. He then grabbed his pillow and an extra blanket from the chest at the foot of the bed, and slammed the door on his way out.
A pissed off Phoebe grunted and fell back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
Little did they know they were being watched by a pair of glowing eyes at the edge of the window. In a blink of an eye they disappeared.
Still eyeing the ceiling after a night of restless sleep, Phoebe slapped the alarm clock and turned it sideway towards her.
"Uh, only 2 o'clock?" She groaned rubbing her eyes, and then grabbed the cover, wrapping it around her body as she walked to the living room. "Cole?"
To her surprise Cole was peacefully asleep with his arms wide open and his leg hanging off the couch; the blanket was barely covering his masculine body. An evil smirk found its way onto her face, she thought that was cute…sexy, as she walked over and sat next to him. Running her right hand smoothly over his biceps and traveling to his neck, she brought herself closer to him; he could feel her hot breath on his cool skin as she whispered in his ear. "Baby, please come to bed." Cole moaned lazily. "What?" He mumbled, still asleep.
"Come to bed." Phoebe said shaking him up, with one hand, and the other supporting the cover. "I need you, baby. I'm lonely in there. C'mon."
"I'm fine here." Cole now snapped out of his sleeping status, obliviously still mad about Phoebe's vision.
"Cole, please don't be mad." Phoebe baby talked. "You know I would never do anything like that to you. I love you. For God's sake I'm carrying your child."
"Well, I suppose, doesn't mean I'm not keeping out an eye on you." Cole responds playfully, yet he was dead serious.
"You can eye me all you want." Phoebe smartly said in her most seductive tone. "C'mon let's go to bed."
Grabbed the blanket and the pillow, they walked back into the room with arms around each other, Phoebe leaning her head against Cole's chest.
Chapter I
Night fell as the full moon rose high in the midnight sky. Crickets chirped as a gentle breeze blew through the open window and brushed across Phoebe's exposed shoulder. No words were necessary as Cole and Phoebe enjoyed each other's company. Engaged in snuggling and cuddling passionately, Cole tenderly kissed Phoebe's temple and moved to her lips. Phoebe deepened the kiss while Cole tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She arched her body as Cole trailed kisses down her neck toward her breasts, drawing in a big breath as excitement hummed through her body.
"Um, Cole." She moaned softly, running her fingers through his thick, dark hair. Without replying, Cole carried on his work of pleasure by removing her tank, then took Phoebe's left bosom into his mouth and suckled it delicately. With one of his free hands he gently massaged her other breast and played with her nipple. Soon his mouth gave the other the same delightful treatment. A smile formed on Phoebe's lips as she continued to moan and run her fingers through his hair.
Suddenly she stopped him and leveled his face to hers; he moved his hands to her sides and started massaging her. Leaving his neck, Phoebe slipped her arms around Cole's waist, tugging on his muscle shirt and pulling it over his head to throw it across the room. Moving her hand to his rock hard chest, she massaged him, needing to feel his flesh against hers. She worked her hands down to his abdomen and then his crotch, causing him to let out a soft moan of pleasure. Working from inside his drawers, Phoebe finally had it with the constricting fabric and moved her fingers around the elastic of Cole's boxers, slipping them off skillfully to expose his fully erect penis, which stood proudly, waiting for someone to take control of it.
"Oh, look at that." Phoebe lustfully grinned, admiring Cole's fully erected manhood. She then grabbed a bottle of self-heating oil from the nightstand. After lubing up her hands, she interlaced her fingers and moved them up and down his erection. The friction from her knuckles was driving him wild, with the addition of the cool breeze sweeping across his hot fragile area. Phoebe then eagerly moved down facing his groin. Seeing as how he was getting impatient, she decided to tease him a little before giving him the satisfaction. She licked her lips seductively, knowing fully well he was watching her and what he was expecting. She gave him a little peck on the tip of his manhood then moved away. She kept one hand on his penis while the other stroked it and kneaded his balls. She kissed it all over, from time to time she licking it from the side and the tip.
"Phoebe, please." Cole pleaded huskily, begging for release.
Soon, she decided he had had enough of the torture...but not before she teased him one last time. She wrapped her tongue around his cock and tightly, yet tenderly took it in her mouth, and expertly suckling and nibbling it. Pleasure of release quivering through his body, Cole clutched the bedspread tightly. Phoebe knew Cole was about to climax, and with a flash of inspiration decided to block Cole's head with the tip of her tongue. A flood of hot fluid traveled through his manhood, and Cole realized Phoebe's tongue was preventing his release. She could feel the sweetness on her tongue.
Cole on the other hand was shocked at what was happening as he felt another wave coming through, and he could still feel Phoebe's tongue pressed against his tip. She finally let go and white fluid flooded her mouth. She took several big gulps until he was dry.
She gave his manhood another good licking before moving back up, leaving a path of kisses as she made her way back up, facing him.
"That was great." Cole breathes heavily, wrapping his arm around Phoebe.
"Well, I like to please my men." Phoebe said proudly, as she plays with Cole's nipple.
"Your men?" Cole asked, looking at her with suspicious and jealousy in his eyes.
"I mean, my man, you know what I meant." Phoebe gave Cole an innocent look, and then a kiss.
Out of the blue, a vision hits Phoebe as she and Cole get back to business: A vision of herself bending over on a bed, butt naked, and her ex-boyfriend, Clay, with his pants and boxers around his ankles. Snapped out of her premonition, a grin automatically appeared on her face; she then quickly wiped the naughty smile off her face as she saw Cole staring down at her curiously. "What'd you see?"
"What'd I see?" Phoebe clears her throat "Nothing, nothing you have to be concerned about."
"It didn't seem like nothing" Cole didn't buy her cover up. Phoebe looked away guilty. "Phoebe, if there something's wrong, I would like to know."
"Well, it's not a demon or warlock, so don't worry." Phoebe responds.
"Then why won't you tell me?" Cole questioned disbelievingly.
"Because…well, ok, promise me you won't get mad." Phoebe gives in; she could never lie to him. She rubbed his biceps and leaned closer to him, to get rid of some tension.
"Ok, I promised."
"Uh, I saw my ex, Clay and I about to, uh, how should I put this…fuck." She swallowed hard.
"WHAT?" Cole jumped out of bed in outrage.
"You promised you wouldn't be pissed!" Phoebe squealed, sitting up pulling the blanket to cover her nude body.
"Well, that was before I knew you were going to cheat on me!" He yelled angrily; his hands gesturing wildly.
"Cole, I'm right here, I'm not going to cheat on you. And Clay isn't even in town. Probably it was in the past." Phoebe exclaimed. "Although, I don't remember doing that."
"You know what? I'm going to sleep on the couch." Cole grabbed his boxers and t-shirt and threw them on. He then grabbed his pillow and an extra blanket from the chest at the foot of the bed, and slammed the door on his way out.
A pissed off Phoebe grunted and fell back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
Little did they know they were being watched by a pair of glowing eyes at the edge of the window. In a blink of an eye they disappeared.
Still eyeing the ceiling after a night of restless sleep, Phoebe slapped the alarm clock and turned it sideway towards her.
"Uh, only 2 o'clock?" She groaned rubbing her eyes, and then grabbed the cover, wrapping it around her body as she walked to the living room. "Cole?"
To her surprise Cole was peacefully asleep with his arms wide open and his leg hanging off the couch; the blanket was barely covering his masculine body. An evil smirk found its way onto her face, she thought that was cute…sexy, as she walked over and sat next to him. Running her right hand smoothly over his biceps and traveling to his neck, she brought herself closer to him; he could feel her hot breath on his cool skin as she whispered in his ear. "Baby, please come to bed." Cole moaned lazily. "What?" He mumbled, still asleep.
"Come to bed." Phoebe said shaking him up, with one hand, and the other supporting the cover. "I need you, baby. I'm lonely in there. C'mon."
"I'm fine here." Cole now snapped out of his sleeping status, obliviously still mad about Phoebe's vision.
"Cole, please don't be mad." Phoebe baby talked. "You know I would never do anything like that to you. I love you. For God's sake I'm carrying your child."
"Well, I suppose, doesn't mean I'm not keeping out an eye on you." Cole responds playfully, yet he was dead serious.
"You can eye me all you want." Phoebe smartly said in her most seductive tone. "C'mon let's go to bed."
Grabbed the blanket and the pillow, they walked back into the room with arms around each other, Phoebe leaning her head against Cole's chest.