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“Cole,” I breathe.
“Shh, I just want to appreciate this moment.” His eyes run over every inch of my face, dropping to the jersey covering my body. Without speaking, he dips his fingers beneath the material and finds the button of my skirt. The denim falls down my legs, and I kick it free.
“Much better.” He grins, letting his hand trail up my thigh and over my lace panties. “Seeing you wear my number… it does all kinds of weird shit to me, Dove.”
“It’s not your number anymore.” I bat my lashes. “You’re not a Seahawk now.”
“It doesn’t make you any less mine though.” He finally leans in, capturing my lips in a bruising kiss, giving me what I need. Our tongues tangle together while Cole’s fingers paint lazy circles over my lace-covered pussy.
“I’m going to spend every second of every day making it up to you.” He says the words between kisses. Dirty, wet kisses that have me grinding my body shamelessly against him. “I’ll never hurt you again, Dove, I promise.”
“Never?” I press my head back into the wall to look him in the eye.
His brows lift, and I smother a smirk. “Maybe,” he adds. “If you beg for it.”
I whimper as his hand slides up my throat and squeezes gently. Cole leans in, nipping my bottom lip. “I love you, Hadley. I love you so fucking much it scares the shit out of me.”
The air crackles with his confession.
“We can be scared together,” I reply, pressing my hand to his cheeks. “I’m yours, Cole.”
His hands go to the hem of my jersey, pulling it from my body. He dips his head, kissing the faint mark over the curve of my breast. His initial. His brand. I think I’ll have a tiny scar there, a permanent reminder that I belong to this beautiful, broken boy. But even if I didn’t, Cole’s name is carved on my bones and woven into the very fabric of my soul. I thought our love was unhealthy, toxic and dangerous, and maybe it was for a while, but we can learn to love together.
He steps back, unbuttons his jeans, and pushes them down over his hips. My mouth waters at the sight of him. Thick and hard, the glistening ball through the tip. He palms himself roughly, yanking his t-shirt off with his other hand. I let my hand slide down to my panties and dip them inside.
“God, Hadley, you look so fucking good.” He jacks himself harder, his jaw clenched with concentration. “Take them off for me, Dove. Let me see that pretty little pussy.”
My stomach clenches violently at his dirty words. His hooded eyes burn into my skin as I hook my fingers into the elastic and push them off my hips. My skin is covered in gooseflesh, the anticipation so thick I can almost taste it.
Cole dives at me like a man starved, kissing me... devouring me. Our teeth clash and tongues fight, licking and teasing.
“I will never get enough of you, Dove.” He breathes the words into me like a promise.
“Good,” I sass, “because I will never want anyone else except you.” My nails rake over his shoulders, pulling him closer.
Dropping his hands to my ass, Cole lifts me against the wall. My legs lock around his waist as he pushes gently inside me.
“Is this okay?” he asks, and I nod.
“I need you, Cole.” I need him so much I feel like I’ll combust if he doesn’t—
He goes deeper, stealing my breath, and we both cry out.
“I’ll go slow,” he says, setting a torturous pace. “You feel like heaven, Dove.” Cole touches his brow to mine, forcing me to look at him as he rocks into me over and over. My body begins to tremble, overwhelmed by the feeling of him moving inside me, of the way he’s watching me. As if I’m the most important thing in the world and he’s been put on earth to love and protect me.
“You and me, Hadley...” he groans, burying his face into my shoulder as his movements grow jerky.
Cole’s fingers clamp around my hips, bouncing me on his cock, changing the angle until I’m crying his name.
“Fuck, Dove... fuck...” he growls, and I know he’s close. But it’s too late. My world grows small and then shatters as pleasure crashes over me, and it’s all I can do but hold on and wait for him to follow.
“Mine,” he whispers against my skin. “Mine... mine... mine.” Cole stills as he jerks inside of me.
Cradling me against his body, he carries me over to the bed and lies me down.
“We should get cleaned up,” I say.
He smirks down at me and replies, “I’m not done with you. Not by a long shot.”
