Autumn Greetings

Cole backed away quickly and the haze around us dissipated, leaving me with a delicious wetness growing between my legs.

"I'll get the fire going," came Cole's low, breathy voice as he strode quickly passed me.

I stood there another moment, shocked and wondering when I would feel guilt for the wicked thoughts swarming my mind. I couldn't help but think I'd imagined that moment though I knew it had actually happened. Maybe in my own perverse mind I'd misinterpreted an innocent gesture as something else.

This is sick, I told myself as I headed up the stairs fully intending to take advantage of the wonderful arousing aching in my belly. I entered the guest bathroom and turned on the tub, choosing a bath bomb and lotion melt so I could fully enjoy a long soak. While the large tub filled I decided to head back to my room to pick out some comfortable clothes. Walking across the landing, I had the overwhelming urge to peek over the rail and see what Cole was doing. I'd never been one for spying but I wanted to watch him for a moment without feeling embarrassed about staring or weird if my looks showed any signs of longing.

I crept up to the railing and peeked over as silently as possible, a new sense of excitement flushing my cheeks. What I saw shocked and thrilled me.

He lay on the corner of the L-shaped couch with one leg propped up and his left arm draped behind his head. His muscular body tensed under his pale Henley shirt and I felt my cheeks burn as I saw his right hand moving slow and rhythmically under the zipper of his jeans. His head tilted back, eyes closed as his knees moved slightly further apart. He continued this way for another minute but soon his breath quickened and the muscles in his arm tensed as he tried to move his hand more rapidly beneath his jeans. It wasn't enough. He lifted himself off the couch slightly and pulled his pants down a couple of inches. My heart drummed in my chest as I watched him pull his thick erection above the elastic band of his underwear.

I knew it was wrong but I'd become so aroused, it was dripping down my inner thigh. I watched him stroke his cock and felt my own fingers tracing the length of my knee to my aching hole. I caught my breath as I traced my finger along my slit over my damp tights. A wave of pleasure rose through my belly as I began rubbing circles over my clit while Cole quickened pace downstairs. My own breath came faster as I watched him pull his fingers hard through his hair, his hips thrusting harshly into his hand. My orgasm was building and I desperately wanted to feel his cock inside me.

Enough, I told myself before either of us came.

I whisked myself back to my room, quickly picked out a sheer cream colored pajama set along with my favorite toy and headed back to the bathroom. The tub was almost full but I figured I had enough time to finish myself off since I was already on the edge. I suctioned the florescent pink dildo to the floor, stripped and positioned myself comfortably on my knees over the tip.

It felt like heaven as the mold slipped comfortably into my already slick vagina. A gentle moan escaped me as I sank as deeply on top of it as I could before rocking my hips against it. As delicious pleasure enveloped me, I pictured myself straddling Cole on the couch, my hands buried in his hair. I pictured how he would smell, how his hands would feel gripping my waist and the sounds he would make... It wasn't long before my orgasm was building again. I reached down to rub my clit as I ground against the toy and imagined Cole's lips hard against my breasts. I gasped, trying so hard not to cry out as my orgasm hit me in a long, steady wave.

I stood, my legs unsteady, and quickly turned off the faucet. A stream of cum was running down my leg and had visibly pooled around the dildo skill upright on the tiles.

I got a washcloth and cleaned up the mess before shakily climbing into the tub. Every muscle in my body relaxed into the heat of the water. Even then, after the best orgasm I'd had in a long time, I wasn't totally satisfied. Somehow it hadn't felt real; like the hormones raging in my body selfishly wouldn't settle down until I'd had the real thing. I washed myself off, taking care not to get my hair wet, and wondered whether this feeling would stop. I didn't want to feel this way. More importantly, I didn't want to ruin my relationship with my Cole by doing something stupid if he didn't reciprocate my feelings.

I decided a little flirtation was harmless but I wouldn't take it any further than that. Maybe a little light cuddling...

When I got out of the tub I took a second look at the pajamas I'd picked out. They were a soft, airy cami and short set that left nothing to the imagination. I'd plucked them out of the closet in the heat of the moment but decided to go with it. I patted myself dry and pulled my hair into a high, messy bun before getting dressed. As I twisted around in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but admire the way the cotton hugged my curves. I turned, smiling to myself at the sight of my shapely backside filling out the shirts quite nicely.

There was a bounce in my step as I walked down the stairs to see Cole just finishing lighting the fire, no evidence of his earlier activities.

He turned to look over his shoulder and I thought his eyes might pop out of his head as he appraised me.

"D-Did you enjoy your bath?" he stammered, his voice cracking halfway through.

"I did," I replied with a very satisfied smile. "What have you been up to?"

"I got the stuff for the tent," he said, looking a little more composed.

"Should we build it now?"

He nodded and we set to work, putting together the poles to hold up the structure and topping it off with white sheets and fairy lights. I caught Cole staring more than once which admittedly backfired as I felt more aroused than ever in my skimpy pajamas.

Finally we filled the tent with cushions and blanket and the art supplies I needed for my Inktober drawing, though admittedly I felt too distracted to draw. We got our stack of Halloween DVD's and settled into our cozy bed for the afternoon.

I'd been trying to get my sketch right for about half an hour when I felt Cole's hand around my foot. We were laying in opposite directions and he had turned onto his side to face me. He began rubbing circles in the middle of my foot with his thumb while I lay back, enjoying the sensation.

"What are you drawing?" he asked quietly, his eyes gazing along the line of my bare legs.

I felt a lovely chill along my shoulders, shuddering visibly as his hand moved slowly up to my calf muscle.

"Us in our tent," I breathed. "Trying to at least, I can't get the poses right."

"Can I see?" he asked, looking me in the eye in a way that made my bones weak. He'd never looked at me like that before - never touched me the way he was then, his firm grasp massaging upward toward my thigh.

I could only nod in response. A sense of disappointment welled in me as his hand left my skin and he sat up to look at the paper in front of me. He appraised it for a moment, the forearm he used to prop himself up placed nearly underneath my leg.

Perhaps I was paying too close attention, but I could feel a kind of current sending a thrill up my limb where our skin almost touched. Once again I could feel the delicious wetness growing between my thighs.

Our eyes met for a brief moment but it was long enough to communicate my longing without having to say it outright. Suddenly I was aware he could see how damp my shorts were as he placed his hand gingerly above my knee. I let my leg fall to the side and my drawing materials slip behind the cushion. Cole's breath quickened and he settled his cheek against my leg, watching fervently as his fingertips traced the line of my thigh and up to the elastic of my shorts. I watched him, reveling in the absolute hunger growing in his eyes as he touched me. His lips grazed my thigh and his fingertips tickled the line of my stomach above my waistband, teasing as he watched my reaction.

I sat motionless as if in a trance, his vibrant green eyes luring me in.

He stopped suddenly and turned away as he sat upright.

"I'm sorry," he breathed, refusing to look at me. "We shouldn't."

I didn't know what to do. I was so aroused I could barely stand it but I didn't want to push him.

"Cole," I muttered, reaching out to him. "Cole..."

He turned to look at me, eyes wide as he watched me straddle him and take his face in my hands. I couldn't help but grind against the bulge in his jeans.

"You don't have to touch me," I panted close to his ear. "Just... is this okay?"

"Yeah," he said and let out an unsteady breath.

I ground harder against him, moaning into his neck. His hands slid up my thighs and gripped my hips firmly, helping me to thrust against him. The effect of my wet cotton shorts gliding smoothly over his jeans did wonderful things to me. I began to tremble as my orgasm quickly built and sent me into another realm of reality.

Cole's lips came down hard on mine, increasing every sensation in every nerve in my body. His tongue artfully caressed mine, pulled back, then came back again.

I felt deliciously weak and dizzy. I allowed myself to sink into Cole's body though I was nowhere near satiated and I could tell by how his member throbbed beneath me that neither was he.

"Thank you," I mumbled into his neck. "Christ, I needed that."

"Oh god, Della," he breathed back.

He wrapped his arm around my waist to twist me onto my back and hovered over me so I could feel the fabric of his shirt skim across my belly. He leaned down to rest his forehead against my temple.

"You've ruined me, Della," came his husky voice near my ear. "No amount of jerking off will fix this."

"Please, Cole," I begged. "I need to feel you inside me."

His lips came down hard on mine once again but lingered there only a minute. Soon his mouth and tongue began to trail down along my neck, my breasts as he tugged my shirt upward, and down my belly, stopping only to tug at the elastic band of my shorts with his teeth.

"I can't believe you wore this," he smiled seductively as he slowly pulled the cotton shorts down my legs. "I could see everything the whole time. It drove me crazy."

His lips skimmed the inside of my ankle and kissed a line down my leg before he let my foot settle back on the cushion. I watched as he pulled his Henley over his head, throwing it to the side and unbuckled his jeans.

"Please," I begged as he slowly undid the zipper.

He smiled back playfully. "Not yet."

I watched his fingers trail up my legs and come to a stop at the knees as he took in my reaction. His eyes roamed over my body freely and softened as we looked at each other.

"God, you're beautiful," he whispered.

I smiled in reply, marveling at the way his muscles rippled as he bent down to tenderly kiss my knee. He repositioned himself and continued the line, letting his tongue skim over my skin with every kiss. Finally he came to the side of my opening and looked up at me, green eyes flashing with desire. His left hand wrapped over my thigh as he kissed gently along the sides, allowing the tip of his nose to graze just above where my lips parted, teasing me.

I saw his smile before I felt his tongue and lips come down over my clitoris. He lifted the skin with his left thumb to grant better access, moving slowly up and down my labia. I moaned as the sensation crawled up my skin and let my head fall back against the cushion. He began to rub in circular motions around my opening with the pad of his right thumb while his tongue worked, doubling my pleasure.

My breath came unsteadily as I felt myself reaching climax. He could tell I was almost there because he quickened pace and slid a finger in deep, finding the perfect spot. I lurched forward at the "come hither" motion he created with his finger and took a fistful of his hair as gently as my tense muscles would allow. My entire body was trembling and finally my orgasm hit me hard and steady. I let out a loud moan of pleasure but Cole's tongue didn't stop, instead circling my too-sensitive clitoris. I cried out as he sucked it upward while his tongue grazed over it.

"No more!" I begged. "You'll fucking kill me! Please!"

He chuckled and kissed my sore, red clit once more before making his way back up to me. He kissed my cheeks, allowing me time to breathe and recuperate.

"Where did you learn to do that?" I asked when the room finally stopped spinning.

He just shrugged. "Mostly the internet."

I kissed him, gently taking his lower lip between my teeth and pulling. He reacted by deepening the kiss using his tongue to part my lips. I could taste myself on him which only strengthened my arousal. I reached up to trail my fingertips down his beautifully built torso and let them slowly creep under his elastic band.

"We don't have to do anything else," he whispered against my cheek. "We can stop if that's what you want."

"I don't want to stop," I whispered back and gripped my hand around his throbbing shaft.

Cole moaned, pressing his nose against my cheek before bringing his lips back to mine. He shifted to pull his bottoms off before settling in between my legs. I kissed him slowly, longingly as I felt his hot member against my lips. I moaned, aching for him to be inside me.

"Tell me if you want to stop," he muttered against my lips.

I nodded and pulled his face back to mine, beckoning his tongue to return. He reached down to adjust himself and pressed his tip to my slick opening, gently easing himself inside me.

"Ungh... fuck...," he panted in my ear as he slid himself deeper inside.

He felt so good nestled inside me that I thought I might already be coming. My muscles clenches as his cock throbbed and we moaned together while he slowly bottomed out.

"Is this okay?" he asked.

"Yes... more," were the only words I could remember.

He thrust once, slow but hard, and I thought he might send me over the edge. His pace quickened, hitting me in all the right places. I moaned and whimpered at the sensations crawling inside and outside of my skin. I was about to come for the third time.

"I want to feel you come, baby," he panted against my neck. "I'm gonna blow..."

"Come inside me," I begged, gripping his muscular back.

My orgasm crashed through me and I was on another plane of existence. Every muscle in Cole's body tensed as his hot load streamed inside me. I could feel it hitting my inner wall as he continued to thrust slowly, strengthening my orgasm.

We lay there in a heap of limbs and sweat as we both tried to catch our breath. My entire body trembled in the afterglow of my amazing orgasm and I felt Cole's lips curl into a smile against my chest.

"That good?" he chuckled.

"Best I've ever had," I smiled back.

Cole and I just laid there for a long time, his cock still inside me. His thumb began to trail under my breast, making me shiver in delight.

"I want it to stay like this," I whispered after some time had passed. "I wish we could stay like this."

Cole lifted his head to look me in the face, his eyes taking on a look of hopefulness.

"Do you want to be with me?" he asked in a voice like butter.

I nodded, watching curiously as he took my hand gingerly in his to kiss each of my knuckles.

"I was thinking," he paused, seeming uncertain. "I was hoping I could convince you to get a place with me."

I stared at him, shocked.

"I mean, if you wanted to. No strings attached and it could be like this. We could be good together," he said in a rush.

This was what he'd been too nervous to say earlier. It was wonderful knowing I'd been affecting him all along the same way he'd been affecting me.

"You don't have to answer now-"

"Yes," I interrupted him.

"You will?"

I nodded.

"You'll move in with me?" he clarified.

"Yes!" I laughed and kissed him to seal the deal.

I could picture it - us living together, cuddling, bickering and having amazing sex all the time. It would be wonderful always having each other in reach.

As we kissed I could feel his cock getting harder inside me. I couldn't help but moan as it reached its full length.

"Roll onto your belly," he commanded.

I did as he said like an obedient child and propped my hips up with a pillow. He slid himself easily back inside me and leaned forward on his hands.

"Round two," he said playfully and pulled back to thrust quickly, making me gasp in shock at the wonderful sensation of him hitting me from behind.

"Fuck, you feel so good," I muttered into the pillow as he thrust again.

"Just like that?" he asked, his lips against my shoulder.

He thrust hard and I gasped.

"Yeah..."

"Faster?" he asked close to my ear, taking my hip in his hand as he picked up the pace.

"Yes," I moaned.

"Like this, baby?"

I twisted to face him and pulled his lips down on mine. My tongue found his and I kissed him desperately as my orgasm began to build. My thighs quivered under his weight as the wonderful electric sensation crawled down my legs and numbed my toes.

"Oh fuck, I'm coming!" I called out as every muscle in my body spasmed.

Cole continued to thrust while I trembled beneath him. Just when I thought I might faint, he tensed and I felt his cum streaming inside me.

His weight came down on me like a blanket as the sweat evaporated and chilled my naked skin. We lay there panting and dizzy until one of us was able to speak.

"I love you, Della," he said tenderly, his soft voice like velvet.

"I love you, Cole."

I fell asleep, finally satiated and thinking of nothing except the tickle of Cole's breath as it trailed along my back.