Authors: MJ Summers
Cole carried Claire all the way back to his cabin and unlocked the door. When they crossed the threshold, he gently lifted her off his shoulder and slid her body down his until she was standing on the floor. Their eyes locked and their mouths thrust at one another in hungry, passionate kisses. Claire unbuttoned Cole's jeans and ripped open his shirt again, as he undid her jeans and roughly pulled them down. She shoved them off and pulled her shirt over her head, so she was standing in front of him in her lacy pink bra and panties.
He pulled back from her to take off his shirt, unable to stop his eyes from admiring the view of her looking so sexy. She pulled her ponytail holder out of her hair, causing soft waves to fall around her face. She could see under his boxer briefs that he was hard again.
"Let's take this to the shower," he said, as he picked her up over his shoulder and carried her up the stairs.
Claire started laughing, "You know, I can walk."
Cole caressed the inside of her thigh with his free hand, "I know but you are going to need to save your strength. If I only get one more chance to impress you, I'm going to make it count."
He set her down in his large bathroom and flicked on the light. Claire had never been upstairs in his cabin, so she didn't know what to expect. His bathroom was large and had a skylight in the sloped, cedar-panelled ceiling, that would give it an airy feel during the day. The room was painted white and held a huge shower with a long bench and glass walls. The sun had just set outside and Claire could see the moon through the skylight. She looked over at him in his underwear, admiring his rippling body, suddenly feeling shy of her own curves in contrast to his chiselled perfection. She bit her lip with a nervous expression on her face.
Cole, who was watching her, noticed the change in her demeanour immediately. His face softened. "What's the matter, Claire?" he asked as he cupped the side of her cheek with one hand.
Claire looked away, suddenly embarrassed to say how she was feeling, "It's just that you're so insanely hot and I'm feeling really unsure of what someone like you would possibly see in someone with this body."
She put her arms up to hide her chest, and rested her chin on her fists.
With that same calm and gentle manner she had seen Cole use with that skittish horse, he kissed her on the forehead and then the top of her nose, folding her into his arms, "Oh Claire, you are unbelievably gorgeous. How do you not know that? Your eyes are an incredible shade of blue, your beautiful long hair, your sexy smile," he kissed her neck, "the smell of your neck," he slid his body behind her and turned her to face the mirror above the sink.
"Look at yourself, you are perfect," he said, gliding his hands up to hers and carefully pulling her hands down to her stomach. She now stood in front of him in her bra and panties.
"Look at these breasts," he ran his hands over her bra, cupping her breasts and gently squeezing them, "they are just the right size for my hands - and I have big hands." He reached behind her and unfastened her bra, slid it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She immediately put her hands up to cover herself. He covered her arm with his, wrapping her tight in his warm embrace.
"Look at your hips, how they curve out from your small waist. Everything about you is delicate, feminine, beautiful," he said as he stared at her eyes in the mirror and ran his hands down her sides to her hips.
She could feel his erection pressed against her back. "Can you feel how hard you are making me just by standing here in your panties?" He reached up, taking one of her hands and bringing it behind her to feel his large cock. She continued to cover her breasts with her other arm.
"Can you see what I see?" he asked, bringing her hand back up to his lips and kissing each finger slowly. "Can you see how completely gorgeous you are? Any man would be lucky to have you. I would kill to be with you."
A shudder of desire coursed through Claire as she let go of her hold on her chest and brought her hand up onto the back of Cole's neck. Suddenly she could see her own beauty like never before and she became wet and ready at the sight of herself standing with this sexy man holding her. Cole slid his hands to her breasts, rubbing his thumbs along her nipples. Claire moaned with desire as her nipples responded to his touch.
She reached behind her back and placed her thumbs in the waist band of his boxer briefs; she pulled the band out and down to unleash his thick cock. His underwear fell to the floor. She then slid off her own panties, wiggling her hips until they were on the floor too. Cole let out a low moan from his throat as he watched her and pressed himself into her back.
With one hand still covering her breasts, Cole brought his other hand down her body and brought it between her legs. He rubbed her wet, smooth pussy and then carefully let one finger slide inside her. He rubbed her clit gently at first and then as she became more wet, with more force. Claire turned her head and their mouths joined, greedily exploring each other. Claire moved one hand behind her back and stroked his large cock in long motions. He now had two fingers inside her, moving them in and out with a delicious rhythm, causing a sound to escape her mouth that was pure animal.
He rubbed his fingers in a circular motion inside her as he kissed her hard on the mouth. It was too much for Claire and her body shook with orgasm.
"Mmmm, fuck yes," he said as she came on his fingers. "Look at you, you are perfection." Claire looked in the mirror at his face, his expression full of a lust she had never seen before.
When he took his hand out of her pussy, she gave a little unhappy pouty sound. He laughed softly and turned her to face him, kissing her lips with one long kiss.
"You distracted me," he said, "Weren't we going to have a shower?"
He strode over and opened the door to the shower, turning on the water. He moved with such confidence and ease, Claire couldn't help but sigh with pleasure at the sight of his strong back and his perfectly sculpted ass. He tested the water then turned to her and reached back with his arm outstretched and his huge cock unashamedly aimed right at her. This time as his eyes looked her up and down, she felt beautiful. She took his hand and he pulled her into the shower and closed the door.
The warm water rained down on their naked bodies as Cole tilted her head up with his hand under her chin. He kissed her, his tongue expertly exploring her mouth. He reached for the soap and began washing her, starting with her arms, then her back and her bottom, he brought the soap around to her chest, kissing her as he ran the soap over her breasts, now full with desire. He washed her tummy next and then knelt down in front of her as he rubbed the soap over her legs and lifted her feet, one at a time, to wash them. He ran his fingers between her toes, massaging them. As he looked up from underneath her, he stared into her eyes and brought the soap up inside her legs, and over her pussy. He stood up and put the soap down, lifting the shower head out of the holder with his other hand. He began to spray her body, stopping when he reached her core, using one hand to rub her and the other to wash her. She could feel the vibration of the water mixed with his skilled fingers in her pussy and she felt ready again. He rinsed the rest of her and then replaced the shower head to its holder giving her a kiss that send tingles through her entire body.
He moved his lips over her neck again, and then placed slow, sweet kisses down each arm, stopping at her wrists to kiss away the bruises. He knelt down again in front of her with his hands on her lower back. He slid his hands around in between her legs as he looked up with a little smirk, "How am I doing so far?"
Claire's answer of, "Good," was almost inaudible as he planted a long kiss on her sex, parting her legs with his hand as he licked her slowly. He sucked on the edges of her hot, ripe pussy and then entered her with his tongue, this time with small, flicking motions.
"Aahhh," she let out a soft cry that seemed to come from deep inside her chest. He thrust his tongue in farther as he rubbed his hand on her clit, spreading her lips open with his fingers so he could get his tongue in even further. Claire grabbed his hair in both hands and pulled his head in and out as he worked his magic on her.
He stopped long enough to say, "God, you taste good," in a deep growl and then pushed his tongue back inside her. Claire rocked her core over his mouth and started to come again with a long shudder that curled her toes, "YES! Oh yes!" she cried as she came on his warm tongue, holding his hair tightly with her fingers.
He stayed there until her body released all of its tension and then stood, caressing her all the way up with his hands. The water rushed over them as they kissed with wild abandon. Claire put her hands on his chest and pushed him down hard onto the bench. He kissed her breasts and sucked on her nipples hungrily as she lifted one leg at a time and straddled him. She reached her face down to meet his and their tongues twisted together in perfect unison. With one hand wrapped behind his back, she pulled him closer to her, pushing her breasts against him. He could feel her erect nipples against his chest. Claire reached down with her other hand and stroked his long cock. She rubbed his balls gently with her hand and then stroked the length of him again, placing herself over the head of his large cock and moving in slow circles over it. Cole groaned with desire, hardly able to contain himself. He wanted to thrust deep inside her, but she was holding her body too high for him to reach.
She stared into his eyes as she continued to tease him with her pussy until it was too much for him to take. He grabbed her hips and pushed her down onto him, rocking her back and forth as he did. She gasped as the full length of him touched her deep inside. It was almost too much for her and yet she couldn't get enough. She lowered her body as she spread her knees along the wet bench and then lifted up, squeezing his cock as hard as she could. Cole's head snapped back and he bit her lip gently, then thrust his tongue into her mouth, mirroring the moves that his cock was making deep inside her. Their breathing became heavy as he rocked her back and forth and then in long, slow circles over him.
He stared into her eyes with a look of pure desire, "Oh God, Claire, I'm going to come."
"Yes, Cole. Give it to me!"
His breath became ragged as his body shook with the jolts of his orgasm. Claire reached around behind her and pressed his balls against her firm ass as they both came. Cole's cock erupted with a force he had never felt before. He came in long waves as she squeezed his length with her tight pussy. He moaned, realizing this pleasure was one that he had never experienced with another woman. He didn't want her to ever get off his lap. Claire nuzzled her face into his neck as he caressed her back and sides with his hands.
"How was that?" he asked, feigning concern.
Claire laughed, "Hmmm, you can do better."
"What?" he said. "You seemed to be satisfied more than once already if I recall."
"Satisfied and impressed are two entirely different things, Cowboy."
"You might be a little high maintenance in the sex department."
"Every woman is. They just don't admit it."
She lifted herself off him, and started to wash her hair. Cole sat, recovering, he gazed her as she shampooed and then rubbed her body with soap, "I could watch you do that all day."
She grinned down at his face and then took the soap over to him and began rubbing it over his body, as he had done for her. In one night, she had experienced more intimacy with Cole than she had ever known with any man, including Antonio. With Antonio, sex had been rather dull in comparison. He liked missionary or spooning in bed with the lights out. More often than not, he would try to push her head under the covers for a blow job, although he was never one to reciprocate. He certainly wasn't what you would call a generous lover. The more time she spent with Cole, the more grateful she was that Stacey had come along, getting her out of that mundane existence and into a world of ecstasy. This one night alone was worth the humiliation she had suffered weeks earlier. She felt drunk with complete bliss as Cole shut the water off and they stepped out of the shower.
He grabbed two large towels off of a shelf and wrapped one around his waist. He fanned out the other one and wrapped Claire in it, and started rubbing his hands over it to dry her off and keep her warm. He pressed the towel into her long hair and kissed her on the nose, then her forehead, "You hungry?" he asked.