Once Upon Series

Katie had been kissed before. Obviously, since there was now a baby growing inside of her. But none of those other kisses could
have prepared her for what it would be like to be kissed by Cole Anderson.
She had read her fair share of romance novels, but she never could quite understand what they meant by fireworks from one
little kiss.
This was not a little kiss. And while Katie couldn’t really say there were fireworks, there was a nuclear bomb going off inside of
her. Everything felt weak and melty as Cole kissed her senseless. His lips were firm and demanding. He didn’t wait for her to
open her mouth. One sweep of his tongue and she was helpless not to respond to his kisses. They were deep, dark and
decedent. She wanted to drown herself in this moment. To commit it to memory so deeply that it would override any other boy for
her.
Her hands landed on his shoulders and as she slid them along his warm skin she felt his response to her touch. His keep
deepened, because harsher and more demanding. Katie ran her hands down his muscular back and brushed her finger tips
against his tight ass.
Cole groaned and pressed his length into her.
The thin fabric of her shorts and his nylon mesh was hardly any barrier.
“Fuck,” Cole ripped his lips away. “I don’t have a condom.”
Katie frowned. “Are you not clean?”
He reared up a little. “I’m clean. I have never gone without one. Went to the doctor last month—clean bill of health.”
“Are you worried about me? I don’t have anything. They checked that at my first appointment. I haven’t been with...”
He cut her off, “No, Katie, no. I didn’t mean that. I guess I forgot about the baby for a moment. I don’t want to push you into
anything you aren’t ready for.”
Katie’s laugh was boarder-line hysterical. “Cole, I need you. I am a pregnant woman in my second trimester. My hormones are
through the roof. You can have no idea how many times I have gotten myself off just thinking about you.”
“Fuck Katie,” he moaned and then he was kissing her again, more insistent this time.
His hand slipped past the elastic waistband of her shorts and he felt the slick heat between her thighs.

Katie moaned into the kiss, her thighs opening obscenely wide as Cole’s finger dipped inside of her and then trailed up to rub her
clit. Her hips bucked and Cole smiled against her lips.
“You do need this baby, don’t you?” he whispered.
“So fucking bad,” Katie moaned.
Cole shoved his fingers into her slick tight heat. In and out, in and out, all the while bringing them up to swirl around her clit again
and again. Her pants became cries and her thrusts became wild until she was shattering, coming hard and fast on his fingers
and there was nothing she could do but ride out the best orgasm of her life.
Before she could even think about being embarrassed. Cole had yanked his basketball shorts down and then removed her
pajama shorts.
“For the record,” he drawled, “I vote for no panties all the time.”
She blushed smacking his arm, but he merely looked down at her with so much affecition and humor that Katie felt overwhelmed
with happiness. Then Cole was pushing inside of her, stretching her until his full length was sheathed inside of her tight channel.
“Fuck,” he bit off. “You are so tight. I want this to last.”
Katie moaned, “Move, Cole.”
He didn’t need to be asked twice. Cole pushed up on his knees and took her by the waist, pulling her against his throbbing cock.
Katie threw an arm over her mouth so that her cries wouldn’t wake anyone up.
Her breasts bounced with ever thrust and Cole couldn’t seem to look away from them.
“I will fuck these,” he said in a low tone. “I want you, Katie. Every part of you.”
Katie couldn’t respond, she couldn’t think. Her body was winding tighter and tighter, causing her to spiral higher and higher. She
didn’t think that she could possibly come again after such an amazing release. But seemed like Cole wasn’t going to stop until
they both flew over the edge of reason.
She tightened her legs around his waist, giving Cole and even deeper fit. He groaned, looking pained, “Come on, Baby, you can
come again, Katie.”

His finger slipped between them and he began to rub circles on her already swollen nub. It was just the right amount of pressure
to send her soaring once again. Her pussy milking his cock and sending him over the edge as well.
They both collapsed when their bodies were finally finished coming. The old tree house smelled like sex and them. Katie wasn’t
sure what they should do. Did one just get dressed and leave? Did she say thanks for helping with the hormones?
She knew that he wasn’t her boyfriend now, as much as she wanted him to be. All she knew was that she would never see him
the same way again. The crush she had on Cole Anderson had grown into something that was larger than her, larger than the
both of them.
Katie didn’t want to use the L -word. She knew it was too soon. The only problem was that her head might have known to was
too soon. But her heart just didn’t agree.
Cole pulled her back against him, interrupting her thoughts.
“Stop thinking so hard,” he said sleepily.
“It’s late, we should probably go to bed,” she whispered back, not wanting to leave the comfort of her arms.
It seemed that Cole felt the same way because he added, “I set my alarm to go off in a little less than an hour. I hardly ever get to
hold you like I want to. Let me have this time, Katie.”
She wouldn’t have taken it from him for the world.