Then he reaches up to brush back strands of dark hair that have fallen across his brow, giving him an almost boyish look. “Truthfully, Rory, I’ve craved your lips on mine from the first moment I saw them…”
My voice is husky and entirely not my own, as are my actions, when I grab the hem of my top to tug it up and over my head, leaving me in just my simple white bra.
Then, tossing my top at him with a smirk, I tease, “I was hoping for a helluva lot more than kissing, Hotshot.”
He catches it and throws it aside while stepping further inside the room. His eyes darken in a way that sends a delicious shiver of anticipation through me, but it’s his response that makes my knees weak even as my body thrums to life.
“Kissing is just for starters, Sweetheart.” The intensity in his gaze almost floors me as he stalks closer until his hard body is pressed against mine. His utterly masculine scent fills my nostrils, and my breathing turns to short pants. “For the main course, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stand up. Untilyou’re begging me…desperate for me to stop because you can’t take any more.”
His hand snakes out between us, gently gripping my neck as a low whimper rises in my throat.
“And for dessert, I’m going down on my knees to worship your pussy until your throat is raw from screaming my goddamn name.” His eyes flicker between mine as arousal shamelessly coats my panties. “Say yes, baby. Say you want me the way I want you. Be mine tonight.”
CHAPTER 5
Cole
When Rory surprised the shit out of me and passed me the keycard downstairs, I knew I couldn’t hold back. That, at least for this night, I need to own this woman completely.
Her breath ghosts across my lips as I scarcely dare to breathe, needing her consent more than I need my next breath.
“Yes, Cole. I want that—”
I simply can’t wait any longer. My lips slam onto hers as I crush her body against mine, holding her as close as physically possible.
A groan rips from my chest at the sensation of her soft lips pressed to mine. Her beautiful tits are thrust against me, and I’m gifted with a needy whimper as I tease the seam of her lips.
She parts them instantly, granting me the access I so desperately crave, and our searching tongues undulate, finding the perfect rhythm to send a bolt of arousal straight through me. I groan when my already rock-hard cock throbs against my pants, desperate to sink inside the beauty in my arms.
Rory rips her mouth from mine, pupils blown as she steps back, holding up a stalling hand when I move to follow her. One side of her mouth lifts devilishly when she shakes her head, reaching behind her to unfasten her bra in one smooth move.
“Fuuuuck!” My groan fills the room when her perfect breasts spill free, delicate pink nipples pointed andpleadingfor my mouth.
I shuck off my shoes at the same time I throw off my shirt, abandoning it on the floor. Our gazes hold as I yank out the small box of condoms I grabbed from the men’s bathrooms to toss them onto the bed. My pants swiftly follow my shirt, leaving me in my boxers.
Her eyes rake over my skin, following the ink that covers most of my chest and both arms down to my wrists, and her nostrils flare with palpable desire. Then she unzips her long skirt, allowing it to flutter to the floor at her feet.
I inhale sharply as her panties go next, baring her pussy to my avid gaze, and my voice drops to a guttural demand when my base needs take control.
“Get on the bed and open your legs wide for me, Sweetheart.”
Rory’s lithe body vibrates at my husky command, and a shiver runs through her before she moves to do as instructed, settling herself in the centre of the king-size bed. A hunger like I’ve never known barrels through me as I advance, and she squeals when I grip her left ankle, yanking her to the edge of the bed.
I allow my eyes to run the length and breadth of her decadent body before I palm both exquisitely soft thighs. Then I part them achingly slow, laying her bare for my ravenous eyes.
“Sofuckingperfect, Rory.” I lift my entranced gaze from her glistening pussy, her big blue orbs watching me with something akin to wonder. “There are no words.”
I can’t stop myself from slipping my middle finger through her wetness, relishing her reaction when I thrust it inside her.
“Oh fuck, Cole!”
My other hand continues its journey until I’m palming a silken breast, tweaking her nipple between my thumb and index finger. Rory arches against me, crying out when I stretch her with a second finger, and I lean over her to grasp her throat, pulling her mouth to mine to capture her sounds of pleasure.
She’s panting against my mouth, writhing on my fingers when I deepen the kiss and increase the pressure around her neck. My tongue spars with hers, each caress like a shot of electricity.
When I break the kiss, I drop my brow to hers, continuing to fuck her with my fingers as my words whisper across her parted mouth.
“You like that?”
