The Scent of Vanilla by Misty Cogburn (important books to read txt) 📖

almost hopeful.

 

Purposely, I pulled my brother's larger figure onto the bed, not giving him the reprieve to speak.

 

Pressing my fingers against his lips as Cole attempted to say, "No…" I pretended not to hear, and instead I straddled my brother's lap, kissing him for all my worth. Nipping at Cole's lower lip, I dipped my tongue inside his agape mouth, savoring what time I could as my brother lay stiff from shock and confusion. Not letting up for even a moment, I stripped myself from my shirt, tossing it away as I sat up allowing us to break apart, panting for air.

 

I kissed my brother's neck as I slowly worked to raise the hem of Cole's shirt up over his chest.

 

Knowing I had only a few moments before Cole gathered what little wit he had after years of diminishing it with barbaric cage matches.

 

I suckled hard on the pulse of my brother's neck, trailing my fingers over the rounded muscles of Cole's stomach that had taunted me for years, longingly, I kissed my way along his exposed collarbone as rushed to unfasten the belt of his pants.

 

Tracing the hemline of Cole's briefs, I slowly gave long drag of my moistened tongue licked over the hardened expansion of his nipple, nibbling and suckling on it as I nimbly forced my hand to slip beneath the hem of his pants.

 

Years of frustration had leaned to this point, where I lay now rushing to assault my brother in what little time I had, yet as guilty as I felt, I was so hard. I grasped my brother's cock roughly.

 

-Feeling no need to be gentle-

 

Cole tensed beneath me, hissing at the touch with a winded breath.

 

As I began to stroke Cole, I felt my brother's cock twitch within my hand.

 

Shocked, I sat up releasing the organ, opting instead to rub his Cole's cock through the denim of his pants as I grinded against his thigh.

 

Leaning down I whispered breathily into Cole's ear, "I want you inside me… -Mark." Happy that I couldn't see the look of disgust on my brother's face, I waited for the worse, knowing Cole could do only one of two things.

 

One: Pretend to be 'Mark'

 

-My personal favorite option-

 

Or Two: Say he wasn't 'Mark' while pushing me away to leave, revolted to find out his brother was gay.

 

"Who the fuck is 'Mark'?!" Cole shouted with an angry growl.

 

His enormous hands grabbed me roughly by the arms as he shook me hard in anger.

Cole sat up with me on his lap, clearly over taxed and upset.

 

-Damn… option two-

 

"What the fuck, Blaine?!" Cole yelled, cupping both sides of my face in his hands.

 

I was happy I didn't have my glasses, I would never be able to stand the look of disgust that was distorting Cole's usually pristine face.

 

He was nothing but a blur to me, and I continued on with my charade, faking horror.

 

"C-Cole?!" I stuttered with false-shock. The hurt on my face as real as the pain in my heart.

 

I didn't have to fake being abashed, I really was mortified, yet happy I finally had my chance to touch him the way I've always wanted, -even if it was for nothing.

 

I felt tears brimming my eyes again… I dropped my chin to my chest as I looked down, unwilling to look at Cole, because I was frightened of what I may see…

 

However, instead of being pushed away, I was crushed into a painful embrace within Cole's large bulky arms, he squeezed me hard as he lay his head on my thumping chest.

 

We sat there without saying anything, I was frigid with uncertainty, which Cole only worsened as his lips crashed against my own in a hungry kiss.

 

He flipped our positions to where I was now pinned beneath the weight of Cole's heavy body.

 

I squirmed in fear under his weight, terrified that Cole would tease me in the way I had teased him -only I would enjoy it immensely more...

 

"No matter if you cry or beg, I won't let you go, you're mine…" Cole swore.

 

My thoughts froze like the blue screen of a computer. In the few moments of my time lapse, Cole had stripped me of the rest of my clothing.

 

He then sat up between my bear thighs, his figure rippling as he striped himself of his shirt.

 

Every bit the Adonis of a woman's wet dream, I paralleled the feelings of the heart stricken Aphrodite as the object of my desire kneeled down before me...

 

In a kiss that was not a kiss, Cole's lips trailed down this side of my face.

 

He latched onto the lobe of my ear, making me cry aloud at the sharp pain.

 

Cole's fingers roamed my body with rough callused hands, grabbing my cock with a tight grip.

 

I cried out, unsure if I should beg for more or beg him to stop, nothing about his touch was gentle, Cole was angry, but it was still Cole…

 

-Cole was touching me- and at the thought I was instantly hard.

 

My face burned and out of shame I reached to cover myself from both his gaze and wandering hands, but Cole pinned my arms above my head forcefully.

 

"Say it again Blaine, but this time use MY name!" Cole demanded.

 

I looked away, my face glowing hot, "Cole stop- I…"

 

At my words Cole's grip tightened, "Say it..." he whispered into my ear.

 

Trailing kisses down my neck and chest, Cole stopped at my navel, kissing and nibbling the rounded edges of the sensitive puckered skin, whispering with his lips against my skin.

 

"Let me hear you say it…"

 

"Cole- don't.." I begged, but Cole gripped my sack in a tight fist, causing me to hissed in pain.

 

I trembled beneath him blind to most his actions, "Cole-..." I moaned as a long drag of my brother's tongue ran against the underside of my cock.

 

I gasped, crying aloud, as I tangled my hands in Cole's long brown hair.

 

"Say it," Cole growled against the tender flesh of my swollen head.

 

I felt my heart stutter in it's beat, for so long my body had craved Cole's touch, and now I could have Cole… if only I could say the words.

 

Saying them to some imaginary figure, a man he'd created, was nothing compared to saying those words to the one who I loved.

 

Looking away, Blaine murmured softly, "I-I want you… inside me- Cole…"

 

My face burned with embarrassment, and I flinched away thinking this was some cruel joke that Cole had decided to play, but to my surprise Cole's lips crashed against my own.

 

Against my lips Cole whispered heatedly, "Where? Where do you want me? Show me, Blaine," purring my name aloud as if it were a fine wine.

 

Cole sat up, staring down at me expectantly, and I froze, closing my legs and sitting up as well.

 

Staring down at my hands I gripped the sheets of the bed tightly, "Cole- I've ..never…," I began, but he remained unmoved.

 

"Show me...," he demanded sternly, almost ominously.

 

Suddenly frightened by how real this was I felt myself begin to shake, trembling under his gaze.

 

Hesitantly I turn around on all fours, leaning forward to lay down on the left side of my face, I reached behind with both hands and spread my ass apart.

 

As if I could feel the touch of his gaze, every arrector pili in my body tensed as my skin shivered, knowing all the while he could see my hole clench with my nervousness.

 

Mortified, I lay still as he leaned over me to reached above my head, and for the first time I saw the basket that lay by the head of the bed.

 

It was a bath set of washes, lotions, and a bottle of perfume. "I was running late, and this was the best thing I could find at the store.

 

It's a woman's bath set, but I know how much you like the smell of vanilla- so I got this for your birthday…" Cole explained, "Sorry about opening the plastic, I wanted to make sure it smelled nice before giving it to you, I'd planned to wrap it up again… but oh well…" he shrugged.

 

Dumbfounded, I watched as he pulled the decorative bow from the packaging, only to slap it onto the side of my ass, "I have to say, I like my present more…" he grinned.

 

I didn't have time to feel relieved as Cole had grabbed the lotion, I jumped as he poured the cold liquid down the crack of my ass, spreading it generously until it dripped down my thighs.

 

Without turning to look I waited filled with dread, hearing Cole shuffling behind me as he slowly unzipped his jeans with a deliberate pace.

 

I tensed sure of the pain that would follow.

 

However, Cole wasn't fazed, holding my hips he positioned himself, and with a strong thrust he buried himself between my thighs… -not my ass-...

 

Unsure if I was grateful or angry, I turned to look a Cole, my eyes suddenly filling with tears once more, only then realizing how frightened I was about penetration. "You're such a pain in the ass sometimes, Blaine," Cole sighed.

"

Don't hide things from me, you try so hard to be so distant, but I know how vulnerable you are…" Cole soothed, holding me close from behind.

 

I buried my face into the vanilla scented bedding, hiding my face beneath my arms. This idiot knew me too well, as simple as he was, he was astute.

 

The oaf wasted no time, reaching in front of me to grab my hardened cock, Cole thrusted between my slippery thighs as he kneaded my cock with his hand, all the while using his thumb to rub the slit of my dick as hethrust in behind me…

 

I sagged deep down into the bed, keeping my hips arched upwards to meet his thrusts, I was totally caught off guard when he slipped a finger into my hole. Cole, only partially inside, used the digit to finger him in time with his thrust.

 

He was gentle, yet, telling me he wanted to fuck my ass.

 

It was like a promise, Cole was taking this seriously.

 

Relaxing, I felt for Cole's touch, shivering as he kissed my shoulder blade and licked between my shoulders, while he made short thrusts back and forth between my thighs.

 

I rocked my hips with his until I got used to the rhythm.

 

"Damn- Blaine," Cole hissed, "... you're too tight, it hurts…" he complained switching fingers.

 

I felt a muscle twitch in my brow, "Wanna switch?! If not shut up… -dumbass," I growled back.

 

His lips were on my neck, and at my words I felt them tug upwards into a smile.

 

"...Bitch…" he insulted as he kissed beneath my ear.

 

"...Ass..," I retorted.

 

Cole leaned down heavily on top of me, pressing his lips to my ear he licked the inside, chewing roughly on the lobe and tugging on it with his teeth, as he answered, "... is mine.."

 

He thrust forward hard and fast, slamming himself against my ass and he fuck my thighs, I cried out loud as he increase his pace, rubbing him dick hard with his crushing hands.

 

I moaned and arched backwards, as Cole sped forward. His hands jerking me off, and his dick ramming my sack in the most erotic way.

 

Feeling him like this was like a dream, despite the circumstances I was happy, yet as we began to reach our peaks I felt remorse wishing that this moment could last longer…

 

He came in long sputtering streams, lining the inside of my thighs and balls with his hot fluids, keeping the same fisting motion until I came moments later in his hands.

 

Of all the nights they had spent together, sleeping side by side, this one was the best… this one felt like the first, and most of all it smelled like hot, musky, sex- my favorite scent so far-...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N:

 

This is a re-do writing, the first was really just a drabble~!

 

XD SO-oooo-OOO Many Errors~! I'm ashamed '(-,-)/

 

Okay so there is a lot of little science facts in this, I'm just going to say they're not mine-! :D

 

I'm a nursing student, so a lot of it I found fascinating~! XD