Page 25 of Bad Intentions


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Pleasure built in her core, spreading through her body, until she couldn’t take it anymore and let go. Desire conquered her, with the experience of a seasoned maestro at a coveted opera presentation. Heat exploded inside her, flooding her cheeks and limbs, making her tremble with acquiescence.

When her heartbeats calmed down, she opened her eyes to find him contemplating her. The intensity of his eyes carried a message far more intimate than what they’d just shared.

She flushed, and reached for the sheets to cover herself, but he touched her wrist and deterred her from her goal.

“Watching you come is what I love,” he said, with a soulful voice like she was some kind of goddess and he a simple peasant.

Maybe her female essence had a crazy collateral effect. In what world would a man like him, so incredibly good looking, look at a woman like her with so much adoration?

He brought her hand to his lips, and kissed her wrist where he’d touched her.

“I’m glad to be of service,” she said, half playing, half praying that he wouldn’t change his mind about her before he left town. A planned abandonment she could deal with—an unexpected one would rip her to microscopic pieces.

He caught her index finger with his lips, and she dipped it in his mouth. Without breaking the stare, he sucked it, and her heart rate spiked again. She cleared her throat, squirming on the mattress. There was no way they’d talk right now—they would first finish what they’d started.

He positioned himself on top of her, and when he lowered his lips to hers, she kissed him like it’d been months since their last kiss. She wrapped her legs around him, every part of her vibrating and eager. In response, he nipped her bottom lip, then sucked it, releasing it with a pop.

She groaned, scratching her nails on his shoulder blades. He thrust into her, and she gasped, surprised. He filled her completely, forcing her walls to stretch to adjust to his size and girth. She exhaled, willing herself to relax and enjoy. When she loosened her legs around him and he retreated a little from her, she brushed her lips on his cheek. Their hoarse breathing blended, and he must have sensed her adjusting to his cock, for he plunged inside her again. This time, deeper.

“You’re so tight, my love.”

His words drew her like fresh blood to a vampire. My love. He meant it as endearment, in the heat of the moment. Was it so wrong to get lost in such a moment?

Growling, he removed himself completely, then flipped her around. She blinked, in a haze of sexual need. When he lifted her ass in the air and propped her to bend her shoulders, everything made sense. She followed his cue, clasping the pillow in front of her, her teeth sinking in her lower lip. He kneeled behind her, making an indent on the mattress. Then, he nudged her thighs apart, the head of his cock probing her entrance.

She arched her hips for him, and he responded by stroking her folds, rolling a finger over her clit as a sign of familiarity. She bobbed her head, enjoying how much he’d come to know her body and exactly what to do with it. Then, he plunged his cock inside her pussy, and she shifted forward a bit, which made him press his hand on the small of her back to keep her in place.

That gesture heightened her desire, and that crazy idea of belonging to him stabbed at her again. He withdrew his rod halfway, only to drive into her again, all the way to the hilt. Each thrust became stronger, deeper, and more powerful than the last. Her inner walls clung to him, contracting around him, recognizing his power over her.

She splayed her hands on the linen, and rocked her hips against him, even if a stab of pain shook her for a moment. She moaned, and he massaged her ass, coaxing her into taking him again. For the next minutes, he pushed in and then out of her, each time going deeper and taking her one inch closer to the precipice of a mind-blowing orgasm.

When he dropped over her and kissed her back, a shiver spread through her spine, the last stimulation she needed to come undone. Calling his name, her voice sounded raw and hoarse. Bursts of pleasure rolled through her, setting her nerve endings on fire, shaking her limbs to the point that staying on all fours proved difficult. Dazed by the waves riding her, she did her best not to fall.

His manly growl filled the space, and after a couple more vigorous thrusts, he came, spilling his seed inside her. Unable to take it anymore, she fell on the mattress, unsure if the intense experience had made her heavy with sensations or light from them. Somewhere in between, she closed her eyes, sated and scared.

9

“What are your thoughts?” the real estate agent asked.

Cole glanced around the vast space only thirty minutes outside of Tulip. Due to recent bankruptcy, the building had become available. With enough square footage and a greenbelt behind, it checked all the marks. The price was slightly above what they’d paid in Dafield, but the space would make up for the small difference. Great Escape might be able to take new residents, which would certainly help.

Excitement pumped in his veins. “I love it. Can you please send me the paperwork with the price so I can show it to the board?”

“Of course.”

Nikki held his hands in hers. A glint of hope brightened her eyes. “How wonderful,” she said when the real estate agent walked to the other part of the room to text someone.

“This is not a guarantee. It’s only a try,” he said, needing to alert her. If this was his business, he knew what to do, but now, the only thing he could do was convince the board and his father of the wonders of this place.

“It’s a better prospect,” she said. “I really appreciate you trying.”

“I’ve been delaying the remodeling in Dafield as much as I could. At least with this option even though the lease is higher, there’s less to change so it’s a wash.”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll present this to the board this coming weekend in L.A.” He glanced at his watch. Damn time he went home to check on his place and run some errands. He’d meant to go back more often, but after getting with Nikki, he spent every minute with her when he wasn’t working. The idea of wrenching himself away from her for a couple of days deflated his heart like an old balloon. “Why don’t you come with me?”

“What?”

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