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“Come back to bed.”
“Shhh.” He takes another sip. I am acutely aware that he isn’t quieting me, he is calming, soothing, coaxing. Getting me ready for what’s about to happen. I am so ready. He makes me burn in all the right places. The energy between us is combustible.
I don’t know why from the first time he said my name I felt tethered to him in a way I’ve never experienced with anyone else. Maybe this is just perfect timing, or maybe it’s because he saved me from the alley. Forget his insanely good looks and cool demeanor. The look he gives me makes time stand still. He looks at me like he’s ready to pounce and devour me, and I want him to.
He’s making it obvious he plans to take his time. All he does is lick his lips and I’m wet. He stands and walks toward me. My breath speeds up and I can feel the delicious buzz of adrenaline.
When he reaches me, he touches my collarbone ever so slightly. I close my eyes to savor the feeling as he trails his hands down the center of my breastbone. I want to lean in. The heat is too much. Cole turns me around and moves his hands up my waist. When he reaches my breasts he holds still and I can feel his breath quicken on my neck. Kissing is not an accurate description of what he is doing to my neck. He sucks and licks and torments me until I can’t stop imagining that my neck is a preview of what’s to follow for the rest of me. As if he can hear my thoughts, I feel him pulling the straps on my tank away from my body.
Breathe, its fine. Everything is fine.I say this internally, and to my surprise I’m not one bit nervous or afraid. I am only racked with anticipation.
Cole senses my excitement because he goes from baby steps to the deep end of the pool. His hand dips into my panties and his fingers moving at a rapid pace on my clit is exquisite. I am melting…
“Oh baby, you are so wet and ready for me.” He never stops this beautiful torture, even when my legs get weak. A sigh is all I can muster as he rubs my clit, spreading my legs wider using his body as a support. I lie moaning against him as he finger fucks me into oblivion.
“Do you feel it, Mia? Can you feel how your body reacts to me? Do you see how good I can make you feel? You are soaked, baby.” My insides throb, the delicious release is building, closer, closer. I am there, I feel suspended. Unable to grab hold of anything, I sag against him, completely vulnerable, and grind my hips into his hand, harder and faster. I am like an animal, and I need more.
“More, I want more. H-harder. P-please, Cole…”
“I’ve got you baby, let it go. I want to feel your gorgeous cunt come all over my hand. I want you to believe that I am the only man who can make you come this way. Your body was meant for me. You are mine” He speeds up the pace of his fingers and pushes me right over the edge.
“Oh my God, Cole, I’m coming…” I scream with all the air in my lungs, the orgasm so strong it is divinely painful. Cole holds me until my legs completely give out, then pulls his fingers to his mouth and sucks them in. “Mmmmm, you taste sweet. I can’t wait to get my mouth on that sweet pussy.”Oh my God!
He picks me up and carries me to the bed. I feel spent, not in a sad way, but fulfilled. What has happened isn’t just sex. He has marked me, made me his, and I know that his touch will remove the bad memories and heal my wounds.
As he lays me down and hovers over me, I feel like he’s looking at my soul. “I don’t know how I’ve made it this far without you like this.” He pushes his lips against mine and our tongues dance, quickly gaining a desperate pace. We kiss as if our lives depend on it, everything in my body primed and ready.
Cole moves his hand over my breast, massaging and directing his attention to my nipples. He licks, sucks, and nips at the hard buds, working his way down my body to suck on my hip bones until he reaches my center. He gives me a wicked grin and dives in!
My body bucks off the bed. Cole isn’t taking any prisoners, and I willingly surrender. He licks my folds and hums against my clit until once again my breathing speeds up and I can feel the delicious build. My body is glistening with sweat and the pleasure he’s giving me is so intense that I can’t stop squirming. Cole grips my thighs and eats me with passion, my pelvis lifted off the bed as he wraps his arms under my ass to keep me suspended. “OH MY GOD!” I scream with all the energy in my body as I come on his face. He drops my body back to the bed and wipes his arm across his mouth before grabbing my hips and yanking me down to him. “I’m going to bury my cock so deep inside of you, and when I do I want you to understand that this is it for you, Mia. Nobody ever touches what’s mine again.” SOLD. I am his. It is the easiest decision I’ve ever made. I nod yes. I want to be his, I want every part of me to belong to him and only him.
He enters me slowly, with a groan, taking his time to savor the feeling. I’m grateful because his cock is gigantic. I can feel him stretching me, that divine pinch of pain melting into a glorious friction that I never wanted to stop.
“Baby, you are so tight, ahhhh this feels amazing.” He picks up his pace and starts pumping into me harder, my body responding in kind. “Need you, want you, ahhh Mia…” I feel my body tightening. “Come with me, Mia, now!”
I let out a primal groan that matches Cole as he pushes inside me one last time. I tighten around him, holding nothing back. “Yes, that’s it, Cole…. you are amazing!”
He collapses on top of me, holding his weight off just enough not to crush me. Our chests rise and fall in rhythm, both of us breathless and huffing.
He pulls out of me and I wince. Then he leans down to kiss me. “You okay?”
I smile up at him. “I am so very okay. I may not be able to walk for a week, though.”
“Good, I can keep you here as my sex slave,” he says as he helps me to stand.
“Barbarian.” His response is a slap on my ass as I get up.
“Ow!”
“Let me kiss it and make it better.” He is irresistible, lying on his back, arms behind his head, ankles crossed, and that shit-eating grin.
I walk to the kitchen to get water for the two of us, rubbing my butt from the sting. “Get back in this bed!”
“I’m coming! Hold your horses.”
Whoa. Dejavu. Shit, just as I turn back with the water glasses in my hand, I get a flash.
I’m in the elevator with Carter on the night of Richard’s office holiday party two years ago. Carter tells me he needs to ask me something in private, and hands me a glass of champagne which I happily accept. Then the scene changes and I’m trying to wake up, trying to stop him from removing my pants, struggling to get him off of me, and then, clear as day, there is Cole’s face.
