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My head falls back onto the pillow as I gasp and writhe frantically against his face. The sounds he's making are untamed, like a beast in the wild, and I know my own noises are just as savage.
In a flash of self-consciousness, I bite down on my forearm to muffle my moans.
Cole stops. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“I'm being too loud.”
“No such fucking thing.” His expression darkens into something dangerous. “I wanna hear how much you love my tongue on your pussy.” Pressing down on my clit with the pad of his thumb, he draws lazy circles until my body starts to shake once more. “Don't you dare try and hide from me again, do you understand?”
I gasp my obedience because I'm incapable of anything more and I release the dirtiest of moans when his tongue finds its way back to my clit. I feel his pleased smirk against my center, making me preen with feminine pride.
Until now, I had no idea that I was turned on by approval, but I'd do anything right now for another handful of praise.
“I'm gonna come.” The words escape me, ragged and panicked.
The sensation has come over me so suddenly that I'm not at all prepared for it. And when Cole shoves two thick fingers into my pussy, hooking them to reach that perfect place inside of me that no man has ever managed to find before, I'm done for.
The world around me melts into nothingness as pleasure unlike anything I've ever known tears through me with incredible violence. I'm blind and shaking as I stab my nails into Cole's scalp and scream my release.
When the haze of my orgasm finally lifts, I open my eyes to find Cole looking up at me with a smirk on his glistening lips.
“So that's what it sounds like when you come,” he says, sliding off the bed and pushing his sweatpants down to release his dick. It stands up tall, thick and weeping, and it's all I can do to gape at it. “Ain't ever gonna forget it.”
“W-what?”
He chuckles at my obvious distraction, wrapping a hand around his cock and rubbing himself over. “You want it?” His words force my wide-eyed gaze back up to his.
The answer is obvious. Cocky asshole knows it too. Yet, his arrogance isn't a turn-off. I love this side of him, this cocksure kind of confidence. It makes my pussy pulse just as much as his praise does.
“I don't fuck like other guys, Thea,” he tells me, still stroking his hand up and down his length. “Maybe after everything we've been through, I should be lighting candles, saying some pretty shit and making love to you. But I've been waiting to do this my whole fucking life and I’m not gonna be able to hold back. Not with you.”
“I don't want you to,” I whisper.
“You sure?”
“Yes, give me everything.”
Gripping me by the ankles, he pulls my body down the bed until my hips are at the very edge of the mattress. Then, he takes the lace of my panties with one hand and rips them clean off.
“Stop tearing my clothes.”
Throwing my ankles over his shoulders, he lines himself up at my entrance. “The t-shirt was mine.”
Then, he drives himself home.
“Oh, fuck.” I don't know which one of us says it. Maybe him, but probably both of us.
He's big, so fucking big that it's almost uncomfortable. But that's not what makes my breath catch in my throat and my heart stop beating. Five men have been inside me, but not once has it ever felt like this. Like he's not just a part of my body, but a part of my soul too.
With my ankles still around his shoulders, he leans down to bring his lips to mine, bending me in half. My hamstrings protest at the stretch, but the discomfort is forgotten the moment Cole's tongue slips into my mouth for the filthiest of open-mouthed kisses.
“Are you ready?”
I should have known better than to think he'd wait for me to answer before withdrawing his cock and slamming back inside.
“Cole, shit, oh shit,” I whimper, digging my nails into the muscles of his arms until they draw blood.
It doesn't deter him, though. If anything, it makes his rhythm even more brutal. Every snap of his hips is an assault of the most glorious kind.
