“I had no intention of ever finding you. But fuck, I’m glad I did.”
What am I supposed to say to that? Should I believe him? Nothing about Cole’s behavior has made me feel like I’m a target. He’s had plenty of opportunities to kill me and hasn’t. I mean, he gave me one of the greatest orgasms of my life. But that really isn’t a sign of goodwill, is it?
“Why are you glad?” The question surprises even me. I should be more concerned with many other things that have come up tonight. But that comment sticks with me.
“Because I think I found a kindred spirit in you, Noelle.” A spark of hope ignites in Cole’s eyes. His posture straightens when he says, “Because this has been one of the best nights of my life.”
Chapter Thirteen
Noelle
In the blink of an eye, Cole is hoisting me from the couch, crashing his mouth into mine. Hands beneath my thighs so my legs can wrap around his midsection, we plaster ourselves together to a point where parting us would require heavy machinery.
This man. He makes me want to set my morals on fire and throw them out the window. Everything I never let myself admit I wanted, everything I’ve been afraid to confront about myself, is all flayed open on display for Cole. His ability to see beneath the surface of my skin to the layers of dark, repressed desire beneath is both frightening and exhilarating.
There’s no timidgetting to know youphase of this kiss, there’s no need considering the same mouth attacking my own has already been between my legs. Cole doesn’t take his time, he doesn’t test the seam of my lips to see if I’ll part for him. He just barges in at my open invitation to capture my thoughts with his wicked tongue. I’m lost to the sensation of his mouth on mine, so much so that I don’t realize he’s moved us from the living room until my back slams into the wall, sandwiched between the hard surface and the solid plane of his chest.
Watching him strut around naked all night has been absolute torture.I’ve wanted to freely run my hands over every muscle, every defined line. With the barrier between us blown to smithereens, now I can unabashedly explore the smooth skin and rigorously honed form I’ve been eyeing all night.
“Fuck, you taste like Christmas,” Cole breathes against my neck as he works his way down. But even the feel of his lips along my pulsepoint pales in comparison to the friction of his groin against my clit, teasing it over the pajama shorts I’m still wearing.
I’m still wearing the oversized t-shirt as well. God, I wish I could magically remove it so my nipples could brush against his rigid chest instead of the fabric.
Reading my mind, Cole drops me to my feet with a sudden motion and yanks on the hem of my shirt, drawing me into him. Nipping at my bottom lip, he says, “It hardly seems fair that I’m almost naked while you’re wearing this.”
Then in a forceful maneuver, he yanks the material up, bringing my arms with it, stripping me of the cumbersome t-shirt. With him in his boxers and me in my tiny shorts, my hardened nipples graze his chest. But they’re not left bare for long. Sensing my need, Cole dips down to suck a nipple into his mouth sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
“Agh,” I moan as I tip my head back, enjoying every moment of this.
Reaching my hand beneath the waistband of his boxers, I palm Cole’s stiff erection. After seeing him naked all night I shouldn’t be surprised by his girth, but the feel of it in my hand really drives home just how much of him I’ll have to fit in my vagina.
“Fuck,” Cole stutters into my breast, taken aback by the feel of my hand fisting his cock. “My need to be inside you is insatiable.”
“Then do something about it,” I goad him, just as eager to feel what it would be like to collide together.
Not one to back down from a challenge, Cole’s wolfish grin is the onlywarning I get before he hoists me up around the ribcage and shoves me back onto the bed. His tapered waist pins my ass to the bed where I landed, muscular arms propping him up above me as his mouth finds mine again.
“Be careful throwing out challenges, Noelle. I never back down.”
The warmth of his body vanishes as he slithers down the length of my body to strip me of my shorts. His boxers are gone in the next second, then he’s back where he belongs, nestled between my legs so I feel the velvety skin of his cock against my bare pussy. Ever the tease, he rubs his hard length against my sensitive skin as a constant reminder of how empty I feel, with the promise of filling me on the cusp of satisfaction.
“Cole,” I whine. “You’re killing me.”
Realizing the double-entendre of my words, we both pause to laugh at them. And fuck, his smile is everything. This big, bad wolf of a man chose to show me his soft side, his happy-go lucky, warm and vivacious side. And just like I know he will never forget this night, I’ll be eternally grateful I got to see this side of him.
Leaning down so his lips meet the shell of my ear, Cole whispers, “I hope you’re able to handle the ride.”
Just as his teeth nip at my ear lobe–which I didn’t realize would be a turn on until now–Cole thrusts home until his cock is buried so far inside me I think he’s penetrating my cervix. I’m not sure if my cry is from pain or pleasure, but the delicious stretch of my body around him ricochets through my entire body.
If I thought his mouth was sensual, his dick is downright sinful.
“Fuck,” I gasp for air. “Cole. You need to move. Now.”
“So greedy.” He rises enough to look down into my eyes. “I told you you better be able to handle me. I have no intention of taking it easy on you.”
“Then prove it,” I fire back.
I know the moment his eyes glimmer with the challenge that I’m in forone hell of a ride. In a voice that promises retribution he says, “Prepare yourself. I’m going to fuck the sass right out of you.”
