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"The world would be so much better if every child had loving and supporting parents. Unfortunately, that's a utopia," Cole says before taking a bite.
I nod, and we both continue eating, enjoying our salad in silence. When I glance up, I take my time to observe him as he's gazing into nothingness, deep in thought. There is much more to him than meets the eye, and I want to unravel every inch of this enthralling man.
What I've learned is that his grumpy attitude comes out when he's under stress, or worried about something or someone he cares about. He's a man who gives his all in everything he does. The way he stepped into fatherhood without any knowledge impressed me, and it made me want to help him succeed. How he opened up to Samantha, confronting his demons by showing her his piano room and telling her about his father and his past, was soul-stirring.
And then there is our undeniable sexual attraction, which is like a volcano. Dormant when not together, but waking up when we're around each other. And as soon as we touch, it erupts in a way that's impossible to stop. My eyes glide over his pecs.
"You're doing it again."
His deep voice brings the simmering mountain inside of me to a boiling point. In a sultry tone and staring into his blue irises, I ask, "What am I doing?"
"You’re eye-fucking me. Stop it."
"No." I lift my foot and place it between his legs. My body has satisfied its physical hunger. Now, it needs something else. His gaze follows my foot, rubbing against his receptive manhood, and a shiver of excitement rushes through me when he lets out a deep growl. A second later, he shifts his stool back, rises, and gestures to me to do the same. Wetness pools between my legs as I obey. When we stand before each other, he catches my chin, and my lips part as he brings his mouth inches from mine.
"You, Alex, are the epiphany of an angelic devil. But you burned yourself by challenging me, sweetheart."
He grabs my hand and guides me to the four-poster bed. "Don’t move," he says before moving past me and pushing a few cushions to the side, revealing a long, red lace ribbon connected to the headboard. A naughty smirk sets on his face as he returns and stops before me.
"Why is that there?" I ask.
Goosebumps erupt as he speaks near my ear. "That is the place where I'll tie you up and fuck your brains out."
"Oh," I whisper while processing his message.
"I'm going to explore your entire body here in the open air."
His words are a pure aphrodisiac, and when his fingers trail over my collarbone to the dent in between them, I'm panting. He unbuttons my blouse, revealing my see-through pink bra.
"So fucking beautiful."
I release a sound somewhere between a whimper and a cry when he pinches one of my sensitive, erect nipples. After throwing the piece of clothing to the side, he continues by grabbing the seam of my skirt, and asking, "Does this have a zipper?"
"No," I say out of breath. "You can—"
A breeze of fresh air flows along my exposed skin when he pulls it down to my knees with one hard yank. I yelp when his palm contacts my bare ass when I step out of it.
"Damn, no panties?" he growls while grabbing my waist and pulling my back against his front. "You are the only woman who drives me wild with need," he whispers in my ear. "Tell me. Do you want me to fuck you?"
I nod quickly.
"Use words, Alex."
"Yes. I want you to take me hard." I turn and glance up into dark, denim-colored seas filled with passion. His smirk tells me I'm in for one hell of a ride.
"Lie back on the bed and stretch your arms above your head, Alex."
I obey, and when I’m stretched out on the smooth, silky fabric, I glance up at the man, who's watching me with hawk eyes. Like a panther sizing up its prey, he climbs onto the mattress without breaking our intense eye contact. He grabs the long red lace band, and my skin tingles as he glides the soft material up and down the surface of my arms before encircling it around both my wrists. I take in his ripped abdomen and bulky arm muscles as he ties me up, but when he pulls the knot tighter, I swallow.
He stops his actions and studies my face. "Are you okay?"
The fact he noticed and asked me this simple question evaporates the feathery fear that wanted to rise, so I nod. He bends, and after planting a few butterfly kisses on my face, he presses his lips firmly on mine. Pure lust runs free and fills every atom of my body. I try to move my hand, but it's unsuccessful.
Cole grins. "This is your sweet punishment, Alex."
A fresh wave of torturous, titillating yearning pounds through my core. "But I want to touch you," I complain.
He slips a hand in between my thighs and runs two digits over my aching folds repeatedly, coating them in my juices. When he gets off the bed and stands in front of it, I yank my arms up. "Fuck." I try to free myself, but the silk band stays in place.
