Mia, what is that sound?

Chapter 3

Mia’s POV

I entered the bathtub and lay there, with my back on the wall.

I smiled crazily at myself as I remembered the hands on me. If only he had shifted a little bit, he would have clamped my nipples hard, and he would have felt how hard I am.

“Fuck me,” I muttered.

I brought out the medium-size pink dildo and held it in my left hand. My fingers moved straight to my already wet pussy, dipping in slowly. I pushed a finger in and raised my waist slightly, gasping at how wet I was already.

I picked up my phone from the cabinet and went to the gallery, playing my favorite p**n video. I placed it on the edge of the bathtub and watched how the lady was getting fucked hard.

I moved the dildo to my entrance and rubbed myself against it.

“Oh my fucking God…” I moaned the moment the slick tip touched my pussy lips.

I started pushing it in little by little, letting my body feel every inch. The moan from the lady in the video grew louder the more the guy thrust into her, and I moved the dildo deeper, matching the rhythm.

My hand moved faster, pushing it in and out. My other hand teased the top of my folds, chasing the pleasure rising fast inside me.

“Yes… hnn… mm,” I moaned harder, my hands working without pause.

The guy in the video changed position, and the lady was now on top of him. I just kept thrusting into myself, the slick sounds mixing with the video playing.

My body trembled under my own thrusts. I moved my hand to my neck, then down to my boobs that were shaking hard as I continued riding the dildo. Images of Cole flashed in my head.

It felt so exciting to imagine Cole while I fucked myself.

I can't wait to get him fucked by me, even though that's not possible. Not even in the next thousand years.

I bit my lips hard, trying to stop myself from moaning out loud.

Cole might be in my brother’s room, and I’m sure he wouldn’t be sleeping by now. He might not hear me moan, but I still can’t afford to get caught… not by him. Especially when I know he's not interested in fucking me.

I pulled the dildo out of me and placed it upright on the bathtub. I knelt and sank myself down on it again. It still wasn't enough for me.

I started riding myself again, my body rocking as I chased the edge.

“This is so damn good…” I muttered, letting my boobs bounce with every thrust.

Just then, my orgasm ripped through me, rushing out in waves.

“Arghhh…” I groaned, slumping right in the tub. I turned off my phone, breathing heavy.

Having Cole close to me is freaking amazing. How do I get him inside me?

Girl, wake up. You ain't getting him…

I sighed sadly and took a shower, letting the water sink into my skin.

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Next morning.

I walked to the dining room and saw food already served on the table, but no one was there.

I heard the rumbling of plates and walked toward the kitchen—and there he was.

Cole, with his long hair tied back, wearing only an apron with no shirt underneath.

Why does he have to be hot without even trying?

His body was glistening from the kitchen heat. I was still drooling hard when he noticed me.

“Oh, Mia. You’re up?” He flashed me a cute smile.

“Hi… Why are you cooking? You know I don’t eat before going to class,” I asked, getting closer.

“It seems like you used your energy a lot yesterday, so eat before going,” he said casually, returning to where he was cooking.

I froze.

What did he mean?

Did he hear me moan?

Did he fucking hear me last night?

“What… do you mean?” I asked, trying to sound normal, but my voice wasn’t coming out right.

“What else?” he answered, still flipping the pancakes on the stove.

Why is he so casual about it? He fucking heard me!

My stomach twisted and my lips stayed shut for a second.

I hope he didn’t hear me say his name…

“Ah… it’s not what you think,” I forced a laugh, rubbing my palms nervously. “Did you hear anything else?” I asked, looking at him.

He turned off the gas and walked closer, removing the apron. I tried so hard not to look at his abs, but my eyes flicked there anyway.

“Why are you shaking?” he asked, stepping even closer.

And I closed my eyes, wanting to speak the words stuck in my throat.

“Are you really tired? That’s why I made food for you, after going through the stress of helping Alex pack his stuff!” he groaned.

My eyes flew open.

“What!?” I asked, confused.

“What? Alex told me to make sure you eat before going to class,” he said, and my heart instantly felt lighter. I let out a shaky laugh and clung to the hem of my jacket.

“Ahh, that?” I said awkwardly, “It’s fine.”

He narrowed his eyes slightly at me.

“Go and sit at the table. You're eating before going. And I’m taking you to school,” he said, walking out of the kitchen before I could object.

“Be done with your food in the next twenty minutes,” I heard his voice from the hallway, and I let out the breath I was holding.

I actually thought I got caught… how would it have felt, if he really caught me? I don’t even want to imagine.

I walked to the table and started eating, just like he said.

“What a sweet man…” I chimed, but immediately slapped my mouth lightly.

***

Some minutes later.

“Let’s go. Go wait for me at the car. I forgot my phone,” he said, walking upstairs.

I stood up from the table and walked outside.

“What a day today will be,” I muttered, stomping a little as I marched toward the car.

I reached his car and tried opening the passenger seat, but it wasn’t working. I tried again. Still nothing.

“What’s wrong with it?” I groaned, then walked to the driver’s seat.

I opened it, and it worked. Wow.

I smiled, then leaned over to try opening the passenger seat from the inside. I was still fumbling with it when something hard pressed against my butt and my body tensed instantly.

“That’s not how you do it. It’s like this,” Cole’s voice spoke from behind, leaning in as his hand reached for the door handle—his cock rubbing lightly on my ass.

My body reacted instantly.

This was the first time I was feeling his cock size. It wasn’t hard, but I could feel it how big it was.

What the hell is he doing!?

He opened the door and it swung open. I almost fell, but he quickly grabbed my waist, pulling me close—close enough for my body to rub against him.

“Mmm,” I moaned out loud, and my eyes widened instantly.

What the hell did I just do?

“Mia… what is that sound?” he asked again, but I couldn’t pretend anymore.

He was teasing me so much. Why is he doing this so naturally?

Instead of answering, I pushed my ass against his cock again, grinding gently again.

And I could see him froze.

And I felt my heart racing wild in my chest.

I hope he didn't get mad at me.