“In the summer of 2019, a handsome boy met the most beautiful girl in a club, they danced, they got drunk and somehow ended up on a plane to Vegas where they got married and thus began their whirlwind love story…” An excited new Dad tells his baby girl as he rocks her back and forth while she’s curled up in his arms.
10 months before…
After their beautiful, very untraditional ceremony at the Little Chapel in Vegas and their reception at the stunning Bellagio Hotel, an impatient Cole all but drags a tipsy Shayla up to their suite, where it all began. The newlywed couple makes their way out of the elevator, kissing passionately after waiting weeks to make love to one another so their wedding night would be special. Cole carries Shayla to the bedroom and sets her down on her feet. He looks into his wife’s beautiful jade eyes while she gazes up at him adoringly. At that very moment, his heart swells with all the love he has for her, and he couldn’t help but f
Cole kept good on his promise— and worshiped her, he did. Taking his sweet time kissing every inch of her body, caressing her, sucking, and biting her tight nipples, making her gasp and arch up, pushing her breast up, requesting further contact, silently telling him what she needs and he obeyed. Cole was paying attention to her every movement, her every sound. Shayla shudders when he licks her mound sluggishly, circling the tip of his tongue; using his fingers, he spreads her cleft, revealing her clit, and circles the tip of his tongue over it lightly. Shayla quakes, curling her fingers in his hair. “Ohhhh baby, I love it when you do that.” She moans breathily while rocking her hips slowly. Cole continues to glide his tongue lightly over her clit, loving every second of watching the muscles in her stomach convulse with every flick of his tongue. “Uhhhh yes…” Shayla whimpers when he sucks her hard and slides a finger deep inside her, stroking her g-spot, bringing her close to that sw
The next morning Shayla woke up wrapped up in her husband’s arms. She lay still admiring his handsome face and sighs contently. She kisses his soft lips and pulls back a little when he smiles against her lips. Cole moans and pulls her back to kiss him again—which she does—dropping soft little pecks on his lips. “Mm, promise me you’ll wake me up like this every morning.” Cole whispers and Shayla smiles fondly.“I promise, baby.” She whispers as Cole pulls her on top of him and looks up into her eyes, his fingers combing through her dark tresses.“As much as I would love to stay in bed naked with you all day, we’ve got a honeymoon to get too,” Cole tells her, and Shayla smiles.“You still haven’t told me where we're going?”Cole grins and kisses down her throat. “Cancun.” Shayla pulls back and looks down at him wide-eyed.“Cancun?” She asks, surprised, and Cole nods, smiling up at her. “Mexico, Cancun?!”Cole laughs, amused, “Honey, there’s on
Shayla nods and kisses him slow and deep, making him moan before she slips off him and sits in her seat again, leaving Cole in a haze. Cole frowns, looking at her while she smirks at him and spreads her legs, giving him a view of her womanhood. Cole groans, licking his lips before he shifts to kneel in front of her, but Shayla presses her foot to his chest, stopping him. “Ah ah, you can look but no touching.” Cole looks at her wide-eyed, and she grins naughtily.“That’s mean.” Shayla shifts, spreading her legs wider, and Cole tilts his head, looking at her licking his lips hungrily. “Don’t provoke me, baby. You know how dominant I can be when I’m hungry.”Shayla trails her fingers up her inner thigh while he watches avidly as her fingers inch closer to her mound. “I’m counting on it, baby.” She breathily moans while she touches herself.“Fuck…” Cole hisses, watching her, a dark look in his eyes. Shayla lifts her eyes to his and swipes her tongue slowly along her
Three weeks after Shayla moved in with Cole.I jump out of my skin when a box lands in front of me with a thud. I slowly lift my gaze from my notebook and look up at a beaming Cole standing there with his hands stuffed in his pockets as he rocks back and forth on his heels cheerily. “What is this?” I question, pointing my pen at the wrapped-up box.Cole grins wickedly, and I already know I’m not going to like what I find in that box. “A gift for you.” He tells me, practically giddy. I eye him suspiciously as I unwrap the box, and my eyes go wide when I see what it was.“Cole, what the hell is this?” I ask in a flurry, my neck already heating up. Cole licks his lips and raises his brows till they almost disappeared in his hairline. “Why would you get me.... this?”“Do I need to remind you of the bet that you lost the other night?” He reminds me gleefully, and I glare at him.I look around the office and hide the box under my desk, away from prying e
I buckle up my seatbelt and watch Shayla as she gives me an ‘I know what you’re up to’ look before she pushes the start button and the engine to my Ferrari roars. I smirk back at her rather smugly, and she rolls her eyes and drives out of the underground car park.This will probably torture me as much as it is her, but having this control over her is thrilling me in more ways than one. Having the ability to pleasure her without touching her is the most fun I can have without actually having her—and by God, did I want her. Shayla makes me feel things I've never felt with any other woman. My attraction to her is off the fucking charts. I reach over and turn the music up while she drives. She keeps glancing at me warily, waiting and wondering when I’m going to turn the vibrator back on. I grin inwardly as the light goes red and discreetly push the dial on the app up, and I hear Shayla’s sharp intake of breath.I watch in glee as she grips the steering wheel with one hand
One month into our agreement, and I’m about ready to kill Cole with my bare hands. He seems to be having a grand old time torturing me. It’s a Saturday morning, and I’m peacefully wrapped up in my bed, having an incredibly happy dream. That is, of course, until I feel something tickle my nose. I stir in my sleep and moan, snuggling into my pillow, drifting off to sleep again. Not even five seconds later, I feel a tickle on my nose again and lift my hand, thinking it was my hair, to brush it away. I jump awake when I feel something trying to crawl up my nose. I’m deathly scared of spiders, so I open my eyes in a panic and see Cole standing over me, a stupid grin plastered on his ridiculously gorgeous face.I groan and scowl up at him. “Good morning, Sunshine.” He chirps, his eyes sparkling in the morning sun that was beaming into the bedroom.I blink up at him and sigh, “What do you want?” I moodily grumble when he tweaks my nose. I slap his hand away. “Why do you alway
“Cole,” I whisper, closing my eyes. “We agreed to one kiss.”“Christ, Shayla, tell me you’re not craving my lips just as desperately as I am yours.” Cole groans. His lips were grazing along my jaw. “You’re turned on. I can feel the heat of your pussy against my thigh, and it’s making me crazy.” He growls lustfully, lacing his fingers with mine. “I bet you’re soaking—and throbbing, just burning to be fucked—just as I am to be the one that fucks you. Hard.”I moan throatily, and my hips rock up against his thigh that he presses against me intimately. “Oh...God.” I whimper. Clawing onto the last thread of self-control I have, to not give in and beg him to take me because he was right. I was burning for a taste of him again, to feel him pound into me the way he did that night in Vegas.“This flaming need I have for you rip-roaring inside of me is making me crazy. I want to lick that pussy until my tongue is saturated in your honey.” I close my eyes, and my breathing
I snort and roll my eyes, “Resist you?” I intone sardonically. “I slept with you the very first night we met. You’ve had me.” Cole looks down at my lips for a drawn-out moment.“I can’t forget the way you taste.” He leans in and whispers in my ear. “The way you sound when you come.”And he says I derail him.I press my hand to his chest and push him back a little so that I can look up at him. “We’re sexually frustrated. That’s it.” I tell him firmly, “If we give in to temptation and sleep together again, things will get messy, and I don’t like messy. I don’t want to complicate my life more than it already is. We live and work together, Cole. We can never cross over that line. However badly we may want to.” I explain, and Cole closes his eyes and nods.With a groan, he pushes off the wall and rubs his jaw, his eyes on me. I could see the frustration in his gaze, and I had the urge to go against my own words and kiss him. He opens his mouth to say something