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“Do you know how many times I've imagined you like this, Thea?” he asks, his voice a low and pressurized rumble.
I don't answer him. I can't. My focus is fixed entirely on the sight of his naked chest as he looms over me. It doesn't matter that I've seen him topless already, that I've already counted every bulging vein and rippling muscle, I can't pull my gaze away—because the man is beautiful to the point of heartbreak.
And he'd ruin my life if I let him.
“Answer me,” he demands.
When I still don't say anything, the corner of his mouth tips into something that isn't quite a smile.
“Countless fucking times,” he answers for me, gripping my thighs. “Every time I've jerked off since I was eighteen, every damn time I've fucked another woman, I've pictured you like this. Naked in my bed with my hands on your body and your pussy wet from wanting me just as fucking bad as I want you.”
“Cole,” I breathe. It's the only word I'm capable of. In this moment, his name is all I know.
“What?” He grins, kneading the flesh of both my thighs with his thumbs, his gaze dropping to my lips as I drag my tongue across them. “You want me to kiss you?”
Yes.
God, that's all I want. Him on top of me, his lips on mine, our tongues a tangled mess of chaos and lust.
Nodding, I tip my face up and wait impatiently for him to put me out of my misery and close the distance between us. But he doesn't. He just stares, bottom lip sucked into his own mouth instead of mine, his teeth grazing softly over it.
“I don't know if you deserve it.”
I blink in surprise. “Why?”
His hands slide up my thighs to my underwear before he pulls back the elastic and snaps it against my skin. What follows is the most delicious kind of sting that makes the damp patch on my panties grow wetter.
“'Cause you let another man have you before I could.” His touch travels higher, forcing him to lean closer toward me so that he can cup my breasts and twist my nipples. “Five men, in fact.”
“I'm sorry,” I gasp, arching into the touch.
He pinches harder, forcing a gasp from me.
“Apologies aren't what I want from you, Thea.”
I look up at him in confusion, eyelids heavy and vision blurry. “Wh-what do you want?”
Placing his hands on either side of my head, he looms over me, the end of his nose brushing against mine.
“I want you to show me where they touched you. I want you to tell me how they touched you. And I want to show you what it feels like when I fucking touch you.”
“Oh,” I breathe, his words shooting sparks of electricity straight to my clit.
“I'll start here.” He flicks his tongue out and runs it across my lips. “Did you let them kiss you?”
I've barely finished nodding before his mouth is on mine.
His lips are soft, but his kiss is rough as he slides a hand into my hair and fists it at the base of my neck. Our teeth clash as our tongues fight against each other for dominance.
“That's right,” he whispers into my mouth when I finally submit to him and give myself over to the overwhelming, earth-shattering power of his kiss.
No one has ever kissed me like this. Even Aiden, on the set of the rom-com we filmed together, when our kisses were literally directed to be toe-curling, has never once made me feel this way.
When Cole finally pulls back, his cheeks are flushed as bright as mine, his chest heaving. “How was that?”
He knows as well as I do that he's rendered me completely speechless. So, I just look mutely up at him as I fight to catch my breath, the answer to his question written all over my face.
“Where else?” he asks, his tone a woozy mix of anger and arousal. “Show me where else you let them touch you.”
