The Virgin Bet

37

Day 29 - 1:54 pm

*Consider yourself warned*

Charlotte had a small smirk tugged upon her innocent lips as Cole began to fumble with her zipper. Once he finally took hold of it, he placed his other hand against the back of her shoulder as he slowly slid the zipper down her back. It stopped near her lower back, and that's when he let go of the fabric for her.

"Thanks." She smiled softly, keeping her back turned to him as she began to teasingly slide the jumpsuit off of her scrawny shoulders. The outfit fell down her body, leaving a pile of material pooled on the floor by her feet. His eyes ran up her body hungrily, and he couldn't help but gulp as he noticed that there was no bra strap wrapped around her back.

The only clothing that she was left in was her black thong that clung to her lower half. Cole felt his heartbeat begin to pick up speed as he kept looking at her, unable to peel his eyes away. Even as she turned around with her arms crossed over her small breasts he was unable to look elsewhere.

Charlotte couldn't help but to laugh as she walked over to Cole, gently pushing him back enough so that she could straddle his lap. She then removed her arms from her chest, letting them come to the front of Cole's shirt. "Arms up." She told him, as if she was in command. He did what he was told, and Charlotte struggled as she got his white undershirt off of him.

"You take control, yet can't even take my shirt off." Cole chuckled as his shirt finally came off, but immediately regretted his words as she began to grind her hips against his, causing friction between them. His hands flew to her hips, grasping them roughly as he suffered her teasing torture.

"Says the one who loses control from just a bit of friction." A small smirk came on her lips as she looked down at him.

Cole clenched his teeth slightly was he looked at Charlotte, stopping her motions all together. "If you're so confident then, why don't you try and take these off too?" He questioned, and seeing the look on her face amused him.

Her cheeks flushed red as she looked down at his clothed bottom half. After a minute of staring at him aimlessly, she crawled off of his lap and dropped down to her knees. Her fingers nervously shook as she undid the button of his jeans and zipped his zipper down. When she went to tug his jeans off though, he wouldn't budge to help her out.

She puffed her cheeks out as she glared at Cole, blaming him for killing the mood. He could only chuckle as he stood up, pushing his own jeans off of his body and onto the floor. Cole was left in nothing more than his boxers as he hoisted his girlfriend off of the ground and laid her down on her back against the mattress.

Her eyes watched his every move as he climbed over top of her. His lips came crashing down against her's as he kept himself up with his hands. Charlotte laced her fingers through his hair as she felt his tongue poke against her lips, as if asking for access. She parted her mouth, letting him explore her as he deepened the kiss.

In the heat of the moment, she could feel her heart pounding against her chest, as if begging to be let free. Cole pulled away from her lips momentarily to reach over to his wallet, pulling a shiny foil packet out of the zippered section.

"What?" He questioned when Charlotte flashed him a cheeky grin.

"What? Do you just always carry one of those around in your wallet?" She snickered as she rested on her elbows, propping her feet up into the air as she watched him.

"I have a couple just incase you decide to rip one." He rolled his eyes before he handed her the foil packet. Her eyes shot wide open as she stared at the packet in her hand, running her finger over the logo before she looked back up at Cole. "If you're going to act so confident, darling, then why don't you do the honors?" He sat down on the bed next to her, pressing light kisses down her jaw line.