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When her tears finally stopped, I loosened my grip a bit as she shifted on my lap and then pulled away to stand up.
“I need to wash my face. I’ll be right back,” she whispered, walking down the hall toward her bathroom. Her phone buzzed a minute later, and I saw that it was Brad calling. I debated for half a second, before I picked up the phone and answered it. He was calling to check on Molly, and I filled him in on the principal’s message. He was as pissed off as I was and spent a good thirty seconds doing nothing but cursing, and I could hear Drew in the background trying to calm him down. After assuring him that I would look after Molly, he ended the call just as I heard the bathroom door open.
“Brad just called, Angel. He wanted to make sure you were OK, and I updated him about Anna.” I told her, eyeing her carefully as I handed her cell phone over. Her face was pale beneath the red splotches of color, and her eyes were red-rimmed and swollen from crying. The need flared deep within me again to find those fucking sorry-ass parents and beat the shit out of them, just to give them a little taste of their own medicine.
Molly nodded and gave me a sad little smile as I stood up to take her into my arms again. I hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head as she nuzzled against my neck.
“I know it’s a little early still, but let’s go on to bed. You look exhausted, Angel, and the sleep will do you some good.”
I took off my cut and hung it over the back of one of her bar stools as she set her alarm and locked the front door, then turned off the living room light before we made our way through the darkened apartment toward her bedroom.
Molly plugged her cell phone into the charger on her bedside table before slipping on one of the T-shirts I’d given her. I smiled at the sight, as I stripped off my cut and my clothes, and draped them over the chair in the corner of her room. I slept naked, and I wasn’t about to wear anything in bed with my Angel.
We got settled in bed, and I pulled Molly close and kissed her temple before telling her goodnight. I softly ran my fingers through her hair for several minutes as I felt her body relax against me, and I drifted off to sleep surrounded by the scent of peaches and vanilla.
Chapter 15
Molly
The next morning, I awoke slowly, feeling an unusual warmth along my back, and a heaviness around my waist that I quickly realized was due to the way Cole was curled around me in the bed. I reached out for my phone on the nightstand and was surprised to find that my alarm wouldn’t go off for over an hour still. I debated lying there just enjoying the sensation of being so close to Cole, but as my stomach growled for the third time in as many minutes, I decided I really needed to eat something. I knew he had to be hungry as well.
I carefully slipped out of bed and made my way to the kitchen, quietly getting out a carton of eggs and the package of bacon from the refrigerator. Ten minutes later, I was dishing up a plate for myself when I heard Cole coming out of the bedroom.
“Woman, please tell me that’s bacon I smell,” he said with a groan as he stepped into the small kitchen.
“Bacon, scrambled eggs, toast and coffee,” I told him, smiling as I took in his nearly naked body and his sleep-tousled hair. He had taken the time to slip on his boxers, and nothing else, and the sight of his sexy body on display made my entire body tingle with awareness. Cole came up beside me as I plated his breakfast, pressing a kiss to my cheek and grabbing my butt under the T-shirt I was wearing.
“You look fucking gorgeous this morning, Angel. I love the sight of you wearing my shirt,” he smirked, giving my butt a final squeeze before taking both plates from me and placing them on the bar. I grabbed two mugs from the cabinet and poured us both a cup of coffee, which Cole took from me with a grateful smile. I already had the sugar and coffee creamer on the counter, and he helped himself to both before taking a seat on the stool. I sat down next to him, and watched with a smile as he popped a piece of bacon in his mouth with a moan. We made quick work of our meal, clearly both of us feeling the effect of only having ice cream for dinner last night.
“How much time do you have before you need to leave for school?” Cole asked, as he stacked the breakfast dishes and carried them over to me at the sink.
I turned the water on to start rinsing the plates. “I need to be there in an hour and a half, so I’ll have to jump in the shower soon.”
I was startled when Cole reached over to take the plate out of my hand, setting it down in the sink before he turned off the faucet.
“I’ll guess I’ll have to be quick, then,” he told me with a wink, then grabbed my hand and dragged me behind him as he hurried toward my bedroom.
“What on earth are you doing?” I asked, laughing, as he all but tossed me onto the bed.
“We just had breakfast. Now it’s time for my dessert.”
Before I could catch my breath, he reached up under my shirt to pull my panties down, sliding them off my legs and tossing them over his shoulder. My eyes widened as I took in the sight of him standing at the end of the bed, his muscles and tattoos on mouth-watering display, and an impressive bulge tenting the front of his navy-blue boxer briefs.
He grabbed hold of each ankle and spread my legs wide in an obscene display, and I could feel myself getting wet. I whimpered when he placed a knee on the bed and crawled up my body to lay between my thighs, his face just inches from my pussy. He ran his hands over the delicate skin on the inside of my thighs before sliding them under my butt and lifting me into position at just the right angle for him to devour me.
“Cole,” I gasped as I felt the first slow swirl of his tongue, circling my clit and then flicking down over my pussy lips before swiping up through my folds. Over and over again, circling, swirling, and flicking that talented tongue of his, teasing me mercilessly until I was writhing on the mattress.
“God, you taste so fuckin’ good. I want to start every morning like this,” he groaned against my skin, before diving back in to feast on me again.
“Oh, fuck, right there. That feels so good. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I panted mindlessly, reveling in the pleasure flowing over me in waves. His short beard was soft – thanks to the beard conditioner I knew he used – and it added an extra layer of sensation that I’d never experienced before him.
He speared me with his tongue, then slid up to circle my clit once more before closing his lips around the swollen bud and sucking, hard. His hands held me in place as I desperately tried to move my hips, needing to ride his face. I reached down and grabbed his head, sliding my fingers through his short hair before grabbing onto the slightly longer hair at the crown. I needed to come so badly I was barely aware that I was pulling on the strands, until Cole gave a throaty groan and sucked on me even harder.
“Fuuuuck!” I screamed, my body drawn taut and my back arching off the bed as the pleasure finally overtook me. I was distantly aware of Cole thrusting his tongue inside me, lapping at my juices until I half-heartedly pushed him away.
“Too…ahhh…sensitive,” I whimpered, trying to draw much-needed breath into my lungs. I felt completely boneless as I laid sprawled out before him on the bed. Cole slipped my legs off his shoulders and squeezed my ass before sliding his hands out from under me. He reared up and sat back on his heels, and my eyes were immediately drawn to the steel rod peeking out over the waistband of his boxers. The tip was almost purple, glistening with pre-cum, and my mouth watered with the need to taste him.
Cole followed my gaze, then reached down, and slipped his boxers down, tucking them under his balls. His thick cock sprang forward in eagerness, and his sac was full and heavy, balls drawn up tight. I glanced up to find Cole staring down at me, his eyes fixed on my body as he reached forward and swiped his fingers through my still-sopping core. My breath caught as he wrapped that same hand – now slick with the proof of my orgasm - around his cock and gave it a rough stroke.
