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He was making her feel too much. She was afraid...and yet she couldn’t resist taking the plunge.
He touched her face. “I want to take you on a bed this time. I want you to cry out my name as I come inside you.”
She placed unsteady fingers on the top button of her shirt, and Cole zeroed in on the action.
“I’ve been glimpsing your lacy bra all night. The peekaboo effect has been driving me crazy.”
“You’ve been staring at my breasts?” How many guests had noticed? And how had she not been aware of it? Probably because she’d been too nervous and overwhelmed by her surroundings.
“Yeah,” Cole said thickly, “and Rick caught me at it, too. I haven’t bumbled so much since high school.”
A girlfriend would have told her that her bra was showing so she could fix the problem. Not Cole.
“Think of it as foreplay.” He braced a hand on the wall next to her and leaned in to trail kisses from her lips to the hollow behind her ear.
She shivered, and her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her shirt. When she finally finished, she tugged her top out of the waistband of her skirt and opened it wide. The cool air hit her skin, raising goose bumps.
“So pretty,” Cole murmured, trailing a finger from her jaw, down her neck and to the swell of her breast.
Marisa lowered her eyes as the back of Cole’s hand grazed over the top of her breast...again and again. Her breath hitched. She couldn’t
wait to experience what Cole wanted to show her—and do with her—this time.
He slid one hand up her thigh and under her skirt, and she leaned against the wall for support. He nuzzled her neck, and then found her with his hand, delving inside her welcoming moistness.
She tangled her hands in his hair. “Cole.”
“Yeah?” he said thickly.
“Tell me this isn’t in the playbook.”
“No, but this is.” He crouched and moments later used his tongue at her most sensitive spot.
Her knees nearly buckled, and she sank her fingers into his hair, anchoring herself in a world flooded with sensation. “Cole, please.”
“Please, what?” he muttered. “Keep going?”
She was so aroused that she couldn’t breathe right. “Oh...”
“My pleasure.”
Minutes later her world splintered, coming apart like a kaleidoscope exploding, and she sagged against the wall.
Cole straightened, bracing himself with a hand against the wall near her face, his eyes glittering.
“You’re going to ride me,” he said huskily. “You’re breasts are going to bounce and drive me crazy...and then after you scream for me, I’m going to come inside you in one long rush.”
Marisa parted her lips. She’d never been so turned on in her life.
“Bed. Now,” she gasped.
“The magic words,” he responded, grinning.
He swung her into his arms and strode down the hall. The bedroom was at the end, on the right.
It was an enormous room, with skylights and glass doors opening onto a terrace.
When he set her feet down, they both stripped, their fingers working quickly on more buttons. He beat her to the finish—naked when she still had on a bra and panties.
