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He ran his hands up my body as he stood, his eyes dark and heated. “I swear you’re a fucking wet dream come to life.”

He shed his clothes in quick yet smooth movements, baring so much solid muscle I felt my thighs clench. After kicking his shoes under the bench, he added his clothes to my pile, giving me a glimpse of all those sleek back muscles that Ireallywanted to give a lick or two.

Finally, Cole faced me again—naked, perfect, rock hard. He was so quintessentially male. All sex and confidence and raw animal magnetism. And my body was struggling to handle it. I was pretty sure my hormones had passed out.

“Cole—”

“I like hearing you say my name. That voice of yours is like velvet and crushed rock.” He moved closer, pressing hisfront against mine, letting me feel his cock throb against my lower stomach. Long and thick, it was as impressively built as the rest of him. “Do not let go of the handles unless you need me to stop—that’s your cue. Got it?”

I nodded. “Got it.”

His gaze snared mine. “Be warned, I’m not going to go easy on you. That control you’re clinging to right now? I’m going to wreck it. I’m going to knock down every filter and barrier you have. I’m going to make every thought in your head center around me. By the time I’m done, you’ll be my shaking, mindless, cock-hungry baby that wants only one thing—to come.” He swooped down and latched onto my nipple.

What followed was sheer sexual ravishment. Or maybe torture. It felt as good as it did agonizing, because it went on and on and on.

For what felt like hours,his tongue, teeth, lips, and handsdevastatedevery part of my body with licks, nips, sucks, bites, squeezes, pinches, strokes. And each time I came close to coming, he’d ease up until my system calmed down.

Then it would start all over again.

I’d never been so wet or desperate to come in my life. Never once been on the verge of begging for release. Until now.

Trembling, I flexed my hands on the straps. “Cole,” I said, a tremor in my voice. “I can’t take anymore.”

He nuzzled my pussy. “You’re done when I say you’re done.” He swiped his tongue between my folds.

There was more torture. More near-orgasms. More curses spluttering out of my mouth as he failed to send me over the edge.

It was pleasure. It was pain. It was maddening. And I reached a strange, unfamiliar point where I felt … light. Weightless. Adrift.

It was difficult to explain.

I was firmly in the moment. Yet not. I was fully aware of every little detail. Yet not. As if I felt, saw, and heard it all but struggled to properly process it.

There was no composure now. No walls. No wish to hold onto some element of control. Only a blazing need to be filled and fucked. By him. Not just anyone. It had to be Cole.

I sagged when he denied me yet another orgasm. A sob caught in my dry throat, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

His body heat disappeared. I heard a wrapper tear, but I didn’t look. Didn’t move. Didn’t—

He was back, lifting my legs and hooking them around his waist. “Now it’s time for you to make me feel good.”

My eyes snapped open at the feel of the head of his cock inching into my pussy. Yes, yes, this was what I needed.

His hands cupped my arse. “You’re probably pretty swollen inside, so this might hurt. But you know what to do if it gets too much, don’t you?”

I gave a slow, languid nod.

He mercilessly thrust upwards, slamming his cock so deep a choking sound crawled up my throat. It hurt. It did. But I was so wet he easily hammered in and out of me, going balls-deep every time.

I came within seconds, the orgasm all but tearing me apart and making my eyes go blind for a few seconds. He groaned but kept thrusting.Rutting.

It was so basic. So unrestrained. So perfect. And so it wasn’t long before I came again. Not when he’d spent what could have been hours priming my body to explode.

I felt his cock begin to swell and throb, felt his thrusts turn harder and more feral, felt his grip on my arse tighten to the point of near pain, and I knew his release was fast approaching. “Come,” I coaxed.

“You first.” He shifted his angle slightly, striking my clit with each slam of his cock, and I fractured all over again asso much pleasurerocked my entire system—I screamed, tensed, felt my head fly back. He grunted into my neck, ramming faster and faster. And then he let go, biting out a curse.

I pretty much went boneless.

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