Because I need this. I need her in my arms the same time I’m in her grip. I need the subtle scent of lilac mixing with the tartness of her arousal. I need to hear her beg me for more, convincing myself that the longing in her voice applies to more than just sex.
I need her to need me.
“Please. I’m so close.” Nails scrape along my scalp as her hips rock, seeking the pleasure she knows I can give her.
But is pleasure all that she wants from me?
Still, I can’t deny Summer anything. Not for long anyway.
“Say my name when you come,” I command as my hand shoves between us, fingers circling her clit, massaging, then squeezing in a gentle pinch. Just the way she likes.
“C-Cole!” She stutters over the word as her inner muscles quiver and tighten on my hard cock.
I love you, I repeat to myself as I thrust inside her.
I love you. My hips press into her soft thighs.
I love you.Her hands pull me in for a searing kiss.
As my orgasm blurs everything else in my mind, two words play on repeat. A silent, desperate plea.
Love me.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
COLE
When I end the call, my phone slips out of my fingers. My muscles just can’t seem to grip it.
Did I say anything? I’m not sure I spoke. Maybe I had a stroke. Hopefully Camila understands. Now that I’m off the phone, alone in my house, I want to talk to someone. I need to tell someone.
No, not just someone.
I know exactly who I want to tell.
Scrambling for my phone again, I’m about to call her when I stop myself.
A call isn’t good enough. I want to see her face. I need to be in the same room as her when she hears.
So I text her instead.
Cole:Come 2 my place after work.
She doesn’t answer right away, and I pace around my apartment, all anxious energy. After a few minutes my phone dings.
Summer:Okie dokie. I’ll grab food. What cha want?
Cole:No food. Just you.
Summer:Sex makes me hungry. I’m going to need food after you bang me good.
An exasperated laugh dives from my throat.
Cole:I’ll have pizza waiting. Just come.
Summer:That’s what you’ll be saying later ;)
She drives me wild with her silly teasing, but at least I have a task to keep me busy instead of just pacing.