Paige stood in front of her closet and sighed. Phoebe had called and invited her for dinner tonight. Actually her exact words were, "a little dinner, a few drinks, a lot of fun." Paige had always regretted being an only child, but since she had met her new sisters, she realized that there was a lot out of life that she had been missing.
She finally decided on a black top that looked like a sports bra, but in actuality wasn't. It came down to her mid stomach area and really emphasized her cleavage. She thought about panties but figured she wouldn't be wearing them long, so why bother. She grabbed a black leather skirt that was so tight, it molded to her body like a second skin. She added a pair of black stilettos and figured she was ready for whatever the night might bring.
She checked herself in the mirror once more, her brown eyes already darkening with the thoughts of what was going to happen after dinner. She smiled at her reflection, then grabbed her jacket and purse and walked out the door.
2 hours later Paige leaned back in her chair, a glass of white wine in her hand as she looked at the youngest Halliwell. Phoebe was dressed in a flowery summer dress that flowed as she moved. The way her tits moved when she did, Paige knew the other girl wasn't wearing a bra. Her long brown hair was pulled back from her face in a French braid and her brown eyes were watching Paige with a twinkle that could mean so many things.
"That was fantastic, but I thought Piper was the chef in the family?" Paige said taking a sip of her wine.
Phoebe glared at her which made Paige smile, "I can cook." She said, with a whine in her voice.
Cole, who was sitting next to her, put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her towards him. He kissed her forehead, "of course you can honey."
Paige just smiled at her new sister. "I was teasing Phoebe."
Phoebe tried to be angry, but in the end, just shook her head and smiled. "So shall we retire to the other room?"
Paige set her wine on the table and pushed away. She followed Cole and Phoebe into the living room and sat back on the couch just watching them. "So what happens now?" She asked her pussy starting to throb and her eyes darkening with desire.
She watched Cole and Phoebe exchange a look, then Phoebe smiled. "I've got to go grab something," she ran her hand over Cole's arm. "Why don't you two go ahead and get started without me?"
Cole grinned at her as she smiled at her new sister then slipped from the room. Paige watched her leave with wide eyes then turned back to Cole. She had to admit for a half demon, the man was gorgeous, with his jet black hair and eyes that were almost as dark. She watched him slip his shirt over his head and caught her breath as she stared at his bare chest. There was a sprinkling of hair that disappeared into the waistband of his jeans, but other than that, he was nothing but pure muscle.
Cole stood there for a minute, just looking at her, while she admired his body. He had seen a lot of women over the century he had been alive, but none of them reacted to him the way the Halliwell's did. "Like what you see?" he asked huskily licking his lips.
Paige lifted her eyes to his face and smiled. "Oh most definitely."
Cole grinned and moved towards her in an almost predatory way. He moved like a panther about to pounce on its prey and Paige's heartrate sped up as she watched him move. She licked her suddenly dry lips and when he suddenly dropped to his knees in front of her, she let out a soft squeak. He smiled and ran his hands over her bare legs. "You are one hot little thing." He said huskily, leaning down and pressing his lips between the end of her skirt and her leg. He rolled his eyes up to look at her and watched her breathing quicken as he pushed her skirt up, moving his lips along her flesh as he exposed it.
Paige had loved being with Prue and Piper and even Leo, but seeing Cole on his knees in front of her, his lips kissing his way up her body, was driving her crazy. Her pussy started throbbing almost uncontrollably and her breathing was coming out in ragged pants. When he had her skirt pushed up until it was bunched under her ass, he lifted his eyes to hers. "Lift up," he said softly.
Paige swallowed as she lifted her ass up off the couch enough for him to push her skirt up the rest of the way so it was bunched around her waist. She watched him through passion darkened eyes as he pushed her legs a bit further apart. At the first touch of his lips on her pussy, her eyes fluttered closed and a soft sigh escaped her lips.
Cole kept his eyes on her face as he brushed his tongue lightly against her pussy lips. Paige tipped her head back and closed her eyes as soft moans slipped from her mouth and she wriggled a little on the couch. Cole smiled against her, then spread her lower lips open and ran his tongue against her clit. Paige shivered and cried out as she lifted against him.
He flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit; slow at first, then faster, his tongue flicking over the sensitive flesh. Paige started breathing even heavier and her hips were rocking against him. She opened her eyes and looked down and saw him watching her. Her lips turned up in a seductive smile as she wiggled against him. He smiled back then lowered his eyes as he took her clit between his lips and sucked hard at it. "Agh," Paige cried, her hips jerking upwards as she grabbed his shoulders.
Cole sucked harder at her clit as he pushed two fingers inside her and started working them in and out. Paige's breath came out in ragged pants and cries of pleasure were coming out with it. She dug her nails into his shoulders as she pressed against him. "Ugh, fuck, eat me, I'm going to cum." She cried her hips rocking hard back and forth against him.
Cole tightened his lips around her, sucking as hard as he could as his fingers flew in and out of her tight little hole. He could feel her starting to tighten, and increased his efforts until she suddenly screamed. "I'm cumming," she cried thrashing hard against him as her nails dug into his shoulders.
Cole growled in pleasure at the pain her nails caused and attacked her pussy even harder, making the orgasm last as long as he could. He turned his eyes to the side and saw Phoebe standing at the end of the couch. She was dressed in nothing but a black lace sports bra that molded to her tits and a strap-on that was at least 10 inches long and three inches thick.
