Chapter 25 NC-17 people so you've been warned! Enjoy*
"What do you want Cole?" she asked loudly as she pushed her door open and waited for him to come in.
"I want you" he said as he reached for her hand and brought her to him. In one quick move his lips was on hers, sweeping her off her feet with that searing kiss. He kicked the door shut and placed her against it. The kiss was so intense that she couldn't help but not to kiss back. Maybe it was because she missed her boyfriend. She missed the feel of his lips, the stroke of his tongue. The feeling she would get when his hands was touching her in all the right places, like he is beginning to do now. God I missed this.
Cole was severely turned on by the control his body had over Phoebe. He was eliciting breathless moans out of her body. She clanged to him when he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. He wanted to stop and be a gentleman about this, to ask her if she wanted this. But damn it… I can't pull away from her. I don't want to. I'm afraid if we stop this it's over before it even started. "Mmm…" He moaned into her mouth as she scrapped her teeth again on his top lip.
She began to twist and turn under his touch, impatient wanting for something she hasn't had in so long. He held her tight, willing her to be patient and wait for the inevitable. God I need air…She takes my breath away but I don't want to leave her. He has no choice but to break from the passionate kiss. While he gathers his breathing back to control, Phoebe starts a burning trail down his throat. The feeling was indescribable. She stroked her tongue around his Adams apple and in return Cole quivered from the tingle he felt. She's asking for it. He told himself noticing her signs when she couldn't wait much longer.
While keeping her in his arms he moved her to the kitchen table and plopped her down on to it. The bedroom was out of question, they probly would have gotten half way there and ended up on the floor in the hallway. The living room was far enough so he took two steps into the kitchen and brought her down on the first thing he saw that he could lay her on.
Phoebe groaned when her butt came in contact of her table. The table groaned itself and shook with a thud. Cole leaned over to entangle their mouths together again. He started loosening the buttons on her coat, then disengaging their bodies for one second to pull the damn thing off of her. That scattered somewhere, not caring Cole sought out to remove the clothes off of her whole body. Phoebe nibbled, sucked, or caressed any skin she could come in contact with since Cole was so busy undressing her. She tried to unbutton his trench coat but every time she got to the third button her fingers would slip from the haste she was in or Cole would move to do something blocking/stopping her from unclasping the button. She groaned, frustrated. "Cole, take this off" she ordered with pure lust.
He stood up and unclasped the buttons slowly, fixated with her eyes, his eyes asking hers what he could not speak of. Do you want me? She nodded as if she heard him. "Faster Cole" she told him not liking his tease show. His coat, sweater, and shirt were pulled off, now thrown wherever it landed along with her clothes. "You're still a bit over dressed, that to" she pointed at the clothing she wanted to be removed. His hands moved to the belt buckle that was holding his pants up. He opened it. Then went the buttons… The zipper, the screeching sound it made in the quiet apartment. He focused more closely on her as he was about to pull them down. The licking of her lips slowly and then the intake of her bottom lip made him slow his movements all to a complete stop. He started to move towards her again, leaving the forgotten pants on. She held up a finger when she noticed he was leaning over her, still with clothes on. He wanted to release her cute red lip from the prison her teeth kept it in. "Those off…She pointed once again, squirming away from his advances. "Down now" she ordered again when he did nothing about their problem.
He lowered his pants and not meaning to but also the boxers dragged along with them. Not noticing he still had on his shoes until his pants would not obliged to get off of him, he kicked them off. Along went the rest of his clothes as he discarded them away from him. There he stood finally like a Greek God, all she saw was skin and that's pretty much all she wanted to see. He came to her. Instead of kissing her, he kissed her navel. She moaned when she felt his tongue dip into it. His hands were sliding up her thighs which had just finished caressing her feet and legs. She laughed at his soft touch which tickled her when his fingers came in contact with her inner thigh. His fingers trailing up and his mouth moving lower, both sensations were killing her. Both his hands and mouth was soon met together in a women's most desired place of them all. Phoebe had to hold on to the ends of the table as the touch of his mouth was too pleasurable to stand. She moaned, groaned and did everything else to show she enjoyed it. Before she was climaxing, she tried everything to stop it, even pulling away a bit but it wasn't meant to be stopped and she wanted it so she held on to Cole's head crying out as he sent her over the edge.
Cole loving the way she came and that he was the one that caused it, made his cock move slightly. He kissed up to her lips, his hard on pulsing, ready and waiting for her heat. When the kiss turned into a battle like the ones before, Cole felt Phoebe's hand. Her hand felt like silk over his rod. The strokes were unbelievable but what had him in a hurry to be inside her was the touch he felt when her finger moved over his tip. I can't wait much longer. He stood up, and then thought for a moment. His minds still clear enough to seek out protection, which was in his wallet somewhere in the kitchen in one of his discarded clothing. "Aha…" he grinned when he felt the package, Thank you God. He freed the condom and then sheaths it on to him.
Eyes locked, he pulled her body to the end of the table; closer to him. He moves in between her legs, positioning himself right for what came next. What came next was Phoebe wide eyed stare and a beautiful moan that floated to Cole's ear. Cole loved the first contact, the first push inside of Phoebe. It feels good, Cole told himself. Phoebe not knowing agreed but said it out loud making Cole pump faster. He positioned Phoebe's legs to have her feet resting on his chest. Cole let a breathless moan escape when he felt how deep this new position let him. The table squeaked and rocked under Phoebe but she didn't care, she is so close to a multiple orgasm she literally could taste it when Cole came to her for a kiss. Another reposition of her legs, except this time her feet are dangling over his back while her legs rest on his shoulder blades. The harder strokes and a faster pace told Phoebe he loved this position more. Still pumping Cole let go of her legs and moved to lean on her as he thrust. Phoebe was right there with him, calling out his name in whispers against his ear or shouting.
She felt it. He shivers. She knew he was close. "Right there Cole… Harder" she said using words to encourage his orgasm. "O…Phoebe" he whispered as he slowed down his strokes but made them harder. He came nearly seconds after and it was a strong one. He held her tighter and whispered sweet nothings in her ear, before he made that last thrust and went over the edge. Phoebe was pleased with their love making. Cole was still on her, completely spent and restless on top of her. His eyes closed and his body trying to calm down and breathe. The next thing they knew they were on the floor still on the table though.
Cole looked to Phoebe to see if she was ok. Phoebe smiled at his concern letting him know that she was better than okay. He looked around. "I guess the table finally gave out on us" he said smirking.
Phoebe turned him around so that she was on top and he was lying on the now leg less table. "No matter at least it lasted for as long as it did". She straddled him taking him in. Once again he told himself it feels good. "I don't think it could have lasted at all with all the things I am going to do to you, but I got to say… she paused as she quickened her movements and moaned. I love the table down here better". He chuckled as he traced her lips and then brought her down for a much needed kiss.
Yeah … I don't know about ya but that made me want to call my boyfriend pronto lol… Phole discussion next up, did making love solve anything? I guess you got to come back and read to know what happens. See ya!