Spanish lessons

“When?”

“When I told you to say something—“

“Ohhhh, yeah I just said I love to suck on you basically.”

Cole beamed with delight, “Do you now? One taste and you can’t get enough of the Cole-meister.”

Adrian rolled her eyes, “Your singleness is starting to make a lot of sense now.”

Cole took the good natured ribbing on the chin, after all, today had gone way better and way differently than he had planned. He rose from the bed and found his underwear. Adrian scooted to the edge of the bed, her own internal ache now subsiding from lack of attention. While slipping his underwear on, another question formed in Cole’s mind, “Not to be weird or anything but am I bigger—”

“Than I thought? Absolutely you fucking dork, figured you for the millimeter defeater club,” Adrian retorted, raising her eyebrows teasingly.

“Big enough for you,” Cole quipped back as he closed the distance between them and stood over her imposingly.

Heat flushed in her chest at the move before Adrian tilted her head up to meet Cole’s eye line and admitted, “You’re a little longer but I’m thicker.”

Cole nodded before saying, “Good to know… still not trying to be weird… could you… could you say more stuff in Spanish?”

Adrian smiled, being bilingual had always been alluring to her dates, ‘Figures Cole would be into it,’ she thought to herself.

Cocking an eyebrow as she leaned back on her hands, “So you want a Latina baddie without doing the work? Typical,” she said, playfully shaking her head. “Is better this way, papí,” Adrian added in an exaggerated accent.

Cole laughed before sitting down beside her. “I don’t mind the papí part…” he said and before Adrian could reply, Cole snaked his hand past her waistband, rubbing his finger between her wet lips. “I don’t think you do either,” he added huskily as he teased her aching vagina.

Adrian shook her head no, her breath caught in her throat from the sudden movement and the intense arousal from it.

“Say it then.”

With a slight gulp,” Finger me please, papí.”