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"Yes, it's time for us to get to bed," he said in a low voice that was almost hoarse with arousal. He could feel himself getting hard around her. But for the past few weeks he'd been taking cold showers determined that he was going to make good on their agreement. But oh, how much he wanted her so badly. Cole leaned down to press his lips to hers for a simple kiss good night, but the desire for her rushed through his body and he knew one little kiss would not be nearly enough.
Chapter 14
“God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long," Cole growled. A sense of urgency raced through him. He could feel the sexual magnetism between them. “I’ve been crazy without you these last three weeks—heck, the last three years.” His voice was hoarse and his breath was shallow. He knew he must keep to his promise to take it slowly, to put off on being intimate until they’d sorted out their trust issues, yet he just couldn’t help himself.
He couldn't remember the last time he'd been this aroused. Not since he'd last been with Hope. But now she was even more beautiful. There was simply something about her, the fact that she'd so beautifully given birth to their precious miracle child. He wanted more than anything else in the world to please her, to pleasure her again like she'd never been pleasured. And this time the lovemaking would be even sweeter than it was before.
His body was on fire for her. He traced his hand down her beautiful, sensuous curves, admiring her hot body. He looked her over seductively and lifted her chin to his, capturing those beautiful soft lips of hers, feeling the heat from her lovely body close to his.
"I've missed you so much, Cole," Hope said, sounding breathless and passionate, ready for him to take her to the deepest places of her desire. "You have no idea how much I’ve dreamed about this moment again. I thought we’d never be together again."
"Me neither, Hope. You have no idea how much I’ve obsessed about you even after you left me all those years ago." He pressed his lips to her soft neck as if hungrily devouring her sweet flesh. He'd fantasized about seeing her again all those lonely nights over the last few years. And even though he’d dated casually since then, it was absolutely nothing compared to being with Hope. It was then he knew she was the only woman for him. And he was never going to let her go. Yet a part of him was tormented by confusion. He felt slightly troubled. Why in God's name was she holding back on telling him about her past?
"I wish you’d open up to me, Hope. I want all of you, baby. All of you." A soft and loving curl touched his lips.
"Oh," she groaned as she arched her neck while he slid his hand down the silhouette of her curvy ass squeezing tightly on her taut flesh. His other hand moved and slid under her blouse to those voluptuous breasts of hers. He just couldn't wait to get her out of her clothes yet once again.
They'd made love a few times when they dated and when they had been engaged, yet this felt like the very first time. A rush of excitement burst through his body and shot right to his groin. He just couldn't contain himself as he hungrily kissed her, inhaling her sweet flowery scent, embracing her body.
Before long they were over on the silky satin sheets of the bed and Cole wrapped his arms around her, possessively as if he wanted her all for himself, to dominate her forever. He stopped kissing her briefly while they both panted heavily.
"Why did you stop?" she said, out of breath. Her skin was flushed and her hair was a beautiful mess. God, she looked so hot. How the hell did he manage to stay away from her the past few weeks without going crazy? If he was honest with himself, he’d been crazy out of his mind thinking about her these past years.
"I want nothing more than to be with you right now, Hope," he said looking deeply into her luscious brown eyes. Her dark long lashes framed her eyes so beautifully. It was as if he was looking into the eyes of an earth angel. He loved Hope more than anything in the world, yet a part of him was so troubled about not being able to have all of her, emotionally. There was something locked in her heart that she wouldn't open up to him about and it puzzled him. He believed in true love and in honesty and being true with your partner.
"I want that too, Cole. I want you so much, baby," her voice was soft and gentle, almost a whisper.
"I need you, Hope. I just want us to be straight with each other." He rose from the bed. He then sat at the edge of the bed with his head in his hands for a minute, and then he got up and shoved his hands in his pockets and paced by the fireplace in the room.
"I am straight with you, Cole. As much as I can be. You know there's no other man in my life and there never has been."
"I know that," he said. "You didn’t tell me the first time we made love years ago that I was your first. I had to find out after we made love and that’s how I knew."
"I know,” she said quietly, holding her head down, “and I'm sorry but I just didn’t want you to think I was such a prude back then."
"I would never have thought that. But you know I don't like surprises, right?"
"Well, there are no surprises now, Cole." She looked him over seductively and boy did his groin react again, springing to attention. God, she was so hot. The chemistry between them was incredibly powerful, so potent it was undeniable. Yet it was as if they were toxic for each other. They had a wicked night of hot sex a few years ago and then she’d just up and left shortly after their engagement. He couldn't bear the pain of losing her again. But confusing emotions toward her tormented him. Would he lose her again after a passionate night of intense sex? Cole needed her so damned much right now.
Hope got up from the bed and adjusted her clothes; her beautiful bosom was so prominent as she tried to straighten her night shirt and fix her bra over her breasts. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked positively adorable. Her thick, long, silky black mane was disheveled in a hot and sexy way.
He could tell she was trembling. Instinctively, he wanted to hold her against him.
"Oh, baby," he said in a low voice, reaching over to hug her. "Are you okay? You’re shaking."
She nodded, biting that sweet sexy lower lip of hers.
His body was on fire again; his erection was straining behind his pants. There was no denying they wanted each other. He lifted her chin to his again and looked deeply into her gorgeous mahogany eyes and he saw a light of hope and need. He saw raw passion, the same passion he'd seen glittering in her eyes years ago when she worked as his executive assistant. Those same beautiful, trusting eyes that had meant so much to him before. He then captured her lips with his and began erotically sucking on them. God, how he wanted her more than anything in this world right now.
“Oh, Hope,” he growled hungrily. Ravenous with fiery passion.
Mixed feelings surged through Hope, feeling as if she wanted Cole more than anything in the world, yet disturbed by the fact that she couldn't be up front with him about everything. Not yet anyway. Maybe not ever. She didn’t want to hurt him again. Hope was hiding so much—if only she could share it with him, bare her soul to him. But she feared he’d be disappointed in her if she did. Right now her body needed him. Currents of desire rushed through her blood. She wanted to be with him to passionately embrace and consummate their love, to rekindle whatever it was that they had before. She needed to know if there was something there still.
Hope arched her back as Cole slid his warm hand over her breasts. Before long, Cole seductively undressed her before taking off his own clothes, down to his silky dark gray boxers. She wanted more than anything else to be intimate with him, yet a feeling of self-consciousness climbed over her. Hope knew her body wasn’t the same as it was a few years ago before she had her lovely, precious daughter, Mia. She had a lot more curves now. And she had her wonderful baby bump or baby belly. She’d never quite lost the extra flesh there.
Would he still look at her body in the same way? She was a lot more full in a lot of places than she was before she had her little angel. Cole, as usual, was more fit than anything. His muscular arms and broad shoulders and sweet six-pack were still intact. His body looked the same as it did three and a half years ago, while hers had changed significantly.
Her breasts were fuller, not as little perky B-cups as they were a few years ago.
But the sexy, loving grin of approval on Cole’s lips made her feel confident again. As he laid her on the bed he looked her over as if she were the most precious treasure he'd ever found, a goddess.
"God, your body looks so hot and sexy, Hope," he growled.
"I'm not the same as I was a few years ago, Cole. I’ve put on a little bit of weight. And my breasts are well…"
"Ssh, they’re beautiful,” he said softly, before pressing his lips to hers again, then he lowered his mouth to the space between her breasts and held them firmly groaning with delight. “You are beautiful,” he whispered again.
He moved his lips over her taut nipple and sucked on it and circled his tongue around the tip before taking it into his warm, wet mouth.
“Mmm” he growled with delight. "You've never been more beautiful than you are right now, girl."
His whispered words made Hope feel warm and giddy inside.
