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CHAPTERSIX
Emily
I don't go backto my cabin that night. Cole swings me back up on the horse before jumping on behind me and wrapping his arms around me. He pulls me close to him so I can feel his chest pressed right against my back.
He takes us back to the stables, where I help him brush down Rosie and put everything up. Then we hop in his truck, and he takes us to his home, a quaint, secluded cabin in the middle of the mountains.
I’m in awe of how peaceful and serene it looks. “It’s so beautiful,” I tell him as I take in the wooded area.
“Yes,” he agrees with me, but he's looking at me and not the cabin.
Cole’s eyes darken, and my heart does a flip. He takes my hand and leads me up the porch and into his house, where he promptly strips off his shirt.
My mouth goes dry at all the naked muscle in front of me. Good Lord. I knew he was ripped from having him pressed against me, but nothing could have prepared my eyes for the visual of his bare chest. Cole is a rugged masterpiece. Plain and simple. He has a warrior's chest.
His eyes light with pleasure when he sees me staring at him. “Come here, darlin’.” His voice is husky, and he doesn't give me a chance to obey him before he grabs my hand and pulls me to him, roping his arms around me and effectively caging me in.
His swollen cock strains against his pants, making his intentions clear.He takes my mouth in a gentle kiss, this one less hurried than the one before.
“Our first time was rough, but now I'm going to take my time with you and worship you like the goddess you are.”
His words set my knees trembling, and I’m afraid I’m going to collapse into a puddle of goo at his feet. Hoisting me into his arms, he carries me into the bathroom, where he sets me gently on my feet and turns on the shower.
He undresses me slowly, taking his time as his hands slide over my skin. Shucking out of his clothes, he takes my hand and guides me into the shower.
The moment is like something sacred. He doesn’t speak as he washes every inch of my body, lingering over my breasts and between my thighs. He's rock hard, but he ignores his erection as he makes quick work of washing himself.
He dries me off with the utmost care when we're both clean before quickly drying himself and carrying me to bed.
True to his word, he worships me. His lips don’t leave one inch of my skin untouched, and when he kisses me in that most intimate of places where no one has ever kissed me before, I turn into a sobbing, blabbering mess.
My fingers grip the damp strands of his hair as I beg and plead with him for release.
He thrashes his tongue furiously over my swollen clit, and I shatter into a million tiny pieces, screaming his name. He growls as he continues to eat me through my orgasm.
When I'm lying completely lax, he crawls on top of me, a heated look in his eyes. “Feeling you come on my face is the single most euphoric experience of my life,” he tells me, kissing me ardently. I taste myself on him, which makes the experience much more erotic.
He pushes into me slowly, feeding me inch after precious inch of his thickness until I'm so full I could burst.
“Fuck, Emily, I've never felt anything like you in my entire life,” he tells me as he holds himself inside me.
He kisses my forehead so tenderly that it makes my heart swell with emotion. How can I feel so much for this man I just met?
As if his thoughts mirror mine, he whispers, “You complete me, Emily Haskins. I don't care if it's fast. You're mine now, darlin’, and I'm never letting you go.”
Why does my soul thrill at those words?
I can’t answer him, so I turn my lips to meet his kiss.
He fucks me and makes love to me in turns all night long. I’m the least rested I've been since I got here, yet I'm glowing and happier than I can ever remember.
Cole only agrees to release me because he has other classes booked. “I’ll be right back here to get your sweet ass as soon as I’m done with work, darlin’,” he tells me, punctuating his words with a heated kiss. “Grab all your bags because you're staying with me from now on,” he adds as I jump out of his truck.
He watches to make sure I get inside okay before he backs his truck out of the driveway and leaves.
I’m still smiling dreamily when my mother's shrill voice cuts through my daydream. “You didn't come back last night.”
I turn to where she's standing in the living room with her arms crossed, frowning at me. I shake my head with a bemused grin on my face. Is she serious? She waits until I'm twenty-two years old to care about how late I stay out?
