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“Is there anything you haven’t shown me yet?” I asked, brushing my free hand down his bare chest, across the ridges of muscle around his ribcage, his abdomen. He smiled against my hand.
“You want to try something new, sweetheart?” he asked, “Feeling a little curious? A little playful?”
I dropped my gaze to hide my embarrassment, but Cole used his free hand to lift my chin until I was looking at him again. “Eyes up, baby. I want you to look at me when you’re talking to me,” he instructed.
I cleared my throat. “I am feeling a little curious, yes. I’m not...not bored or anything. I’ve learned so much from you in the course of our relationship. I’m just curious what other things you like and whether or not I’ll like them, too.”
“Sure,” Cole said with a smile. “Well, there are some things we could try that require supplies, but there’s something we haven’t tried that I think you might like.”
“What is it?” I asked softly, my breath hitching.
“Can I move you?”
“Absolutely,” I breathed. “You know I love it when you put me where you need me.”
He chuckled and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “I do, but still good to check.”
He grasped me by my hips, lifting me with ease and turning me so I faced away from him. Then he adjusted himself beneath me, sitting up a little so his head was a bit more elevated.
“On your hands and knees, sweetheart,” he instructed warmly.
I obliged, taking care not to accidentally kick him in the face as I adjusted myself. We chuckled as I arranged myself awkwardly, and then Cole was sliding my robe and nightgown up to the small of my back, revealing my underwear and backside, his breath hot on my skin.
I craned my neck to look back at him, and he met my eyes as he kneaded my ass, pushing the soft flesh aside. I could feel my center part for him, warm and already wet, and a soft sigh escaped me as the sweet tightness of arousal and anticipation moved through me.
He drew one hand back just a few inches before slapping my ass firmly, the sound echoing in the room. I gasped.
“These panties are so pretty,” he said as he kneaded and parted me again. I could feel the lace of my panties nestling slightly between my outer lips, the roughness of the fabric stimulating enough to make me crazy.
“You like them?” I asked through a gasp.
“Mm-hmm,” he rumbled as he stroked his thumb across the lacy fabric that pressed against my most sensitive parts. My back arched involuntarily, the angle of my hips shifting to grant him easier access. “My sweet, impatient, beautiful mate. What do you think is coming?”
“Me, hopefully,” I replied.
He sputtered a laugh before pressing his thumb into me, my panties now a frustrating barrier between my center and the penetration I so desperately wanted. “A little reward for such a delightfully terrible joke,” he remarked.
In one swift move, Cole hooked that same thumb into my panties and pulled them aside. “God, that’s pretty,” he said, and I didn’t think he was talking about my panties.
I was about to give a sassy reply when he pulled me back toward him and slipped his tongue against my clit, dragging it slowly and torturously to my opening, where he made a few delicious circles.
I gasped and moaned, elbows buckling with the shockwaves of pleasure. “Fuck,” I whispered.
He hummed into me by way of answering.
He savored me like that for several moments, enjoying the taste of me, the sounds of me enjoying him. All the while, I watched as his cock went from the slight stiffness I’d coaxed with my hand to a full erection, standing proudly and pushing at the opening of his boxer briefs.
I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth. My mind went back to that night on the roof, to his hands knotted in my hair as he fucked my mouth. I wanted to feel him inside me again, wanted to taste this proof of his desire for me.
I fumbled clumsily with his waistband until I finally managed to free his member. It sprang out with the coiled tension I could feel coursing through the rest of his body—the same tension that kept my muscles taut.
“Good girl,” he said, his voice warm with praise. “You’re picking up on the flow of things now.”
I lowered my mouth onto him just as he flattened his tongue against my slit again. I suckled tightly on the head of his cock, circling my tongue around it just as he slipped his finger into me and slowly stroked against that magic little spot he’d been able to find so astutely. While he did that, he caught my little bud of nerves between his teeth and suckled slowly and rhythmically.
“Mmm,” I groaned around him, taking him deeper into my mouth.
A second finger joined the first, making the fit a bit tighter and increasing the friction. My whole body was a live wire, my stomach clenched, my thighs tight. I pressed him into the back of my throat. God, it felt so good to have him both in my mouth and between my legs.
