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Slight pain doing its job, I kneel on the couch between Janey’s legs once more, lining up with her entrance. I drag my head through her folds, groaning at the luxury of being the lucky asshole to touch her this way and reminding myself of the mission . . . help her remember who she is so she feels like herself again after this is over.
Don’t be a selfish prick, Harrington.
This is all about her. “Janey, Janey, Janey . . .” I mumble.
“What?” she asks, worry wrinkling her brows.
I didn’t realize I was talking, saying her name aloud. Instead of explaining that she’s in my head, I push forward slowly, feeling her stretch around my cock as I fill her inch by inch.
“Mmm, Cole,” she moans. “Yes . . .”
She feels even better than I imagined, wrapped around my cock like a hot, slick vise. I give her a few thrusts, letting her adjust to the invasion, and when her eyes meet mine, clear and bright, I can’t hold back anymore.
I fall forward, propping up with one hand beside her head on the couch pillow and one hand gripping her leg, which is lifted in the air. Her hands grasp my hips then move up to grab my waist instead. “Fuck,” I grunt.
Deeply and powerfully, I begin to I fuck her. I swear, I mean to be sweet and gentle, but I’m too far gone, and her jagged breathing says she doesn’t mind my rough abuse of her pretty pussy.
I keep my eyes locked on hers as I slam into her again and again, and the harder and deeper I go, the more blissed out she looks. Her gray eyes even roll back, her lashes fluttering closed when I speed up, pistoning into her and bottoming out with every stroke.
I could do this forever, fuck Janey all day, every day. Make up for her mistreatment by soothing it over with orgasms until her sunny outlook makes sense because all she knows is pleasure.
With a roar, I pull out of her, coming in hot, pulsing jets onto her. My cum covers her pussy, messily dripping over her lips, and shooting up onto her belly, coating her in white. But she’s close again too, so I shove my still-hard cock back into her, using my cum to rub her clit while I fuck her with every last bit I have to give.
“One more. You deserve it,” I promise her.
And like she finally believes that, she pulses around my cock, milking any cum I had left with her orgasm.
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.
CHAPTER 12
JANEY
When I first arrived at the cabin, I imagined snuggling up in the treehouse-like loft with a cup of coffee and a book for hours.
Waking up in the cozy bed wrapped in Cole’s arms is even better.
I stay still, watching him. His brows are furrowed and his lips are pressed together, like whatever he’s dreaming about is pissing him off. Carefully, I soothe him by tracing a single finger through the coarse hair on his chest, drawing shapes I don’t recognize because I can’t not touch him.
Last night was more than I could’ve imagined. And I’ve imagined a lot over the last week. But even with all my book-spiration, I didn’t think guys like Cole actually existed—ones who care, who want your happiness, and who derive pleasure from seeing you boneless from orgasm after orgasm. I think Cole decided to make up for my lack of man-made orgasms over the last year in one night.
And whoo, he succeeded.
“G’morning, beautiful,” he grumbles. I dart my eyes up, guilty for having woken him, but he’s got a sleepy smile beneath half-open eyes. That smile alone is worth the guilt.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” I tell him quietly, not wanting to break the spell between us. He chuckles, pulling me in tighter against him. He might be asleep, but there are certain parts that are not. Hello, morning wood!
“I’ve been awake for almost an hour. Didn’t want to disturb you,” he replies as he buries his nose into my neck and places a soft kiss there, right over my pulse.
“Liar,” I accuse with a smile as I tilt my head for more kisses. “You were all frowny, probably fighting bad guys in your dreams. I was soothing you.”
“Soothing? By torturing me? By dragging the slowest finger ever, closer and closer to my cock? By taking so long, it said ‘fuck it’ and decided to meet you halfway.” Every accusation is partnered with a rough kiss or suck or nip along my neck, jaw, and shoulder.
He’s right. I was mindlessly getting lower and lower, from his chest to his abs and over his hip, studiously avoiding his thick hardness because it felt intrusive and selfish to interrupt his sleep with my desire.
