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"You have no idea how much I've wanted this," I whisper, looking up at him from where I'm kneeling between his legs. "You're so perfect, Cole. And this...." My fingers wrap around his thick length, giving it an appreciative stroke. "This is absolutely amazing."
"Ah, Savannah," he murmurs, his voice strained. "Don't make me wait too long."
"Patience, darlin’," I admonish gently, echoing his words from earlier. "We've got all night, remember?"
He chuckles, though the sound is more of a groan than anything else. "You're going to be the death of me, darlin'."
"Promise?" I tease, squeezing him just right to elicit another moan.
"God, yes," he breathes, his hands gripping the couch cushions as if to anchor himself. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."
I continue my exploration, my touch light and teasing, delighting in every reaction I can draw from him. At the same time, my mind is filled with thoughts of what's to come - the way he'll fill me up, stretch me out, make me feel whole in a way I've never experienced before. I know Cole's practical nature will eventually collide with my own idealism and be the inevitable end of whatever this unnamed thing between us is. But that feeling is far away right now.
All that matters is this moment and the intoxicating connection between us.
I can't help but smirk as I lean in, my breath ghosting over his throbbing length. I know he's a practical man, always thinking things through with cool logic. But right now, I want to show him how good it feels to let go and just be in the moment.
"Good girl," Cole praises, his voice husky with desire as I run my tongue along the underside of his cock. "You're so incredibly talented, Savannah."
His hands find their way into my hair, gripping tightly as I take him into my mouth. I look up at him, relishing the sight of him fighting to maintain control. It's thrilling to think that I'm the one who's got this practical, logical man entirely at my mercy.
"Fuck," he groans, his fingers tightening in my hair. "You're amazing, sweetheart. Don't stop."
But as much as I enjoy teasing him, I know we both want more. So when Cole pulls me away, his chest heaving as he pants for breath, I don't protest. "Not yet, darlin'," he tells me, his eyes dark with need. "I don't want to cum too soon."
In one swift movement, he lifts me off the floor and throws me over his shoulder. My heart races as he carries me down the back hallway, his muscles flexing beneath my touch. The anticipation builds with every step, making me ache for him even more.
Cole pushes open a door and steps into a luxuriously furnished bedroom. He gently sets me down on the plush bed. Our gazes lock together.
"Are you ready for this?" he asks, his voice low and thick with lust.
"More than anything," I reply, my own breath coming in shallow gasps.
"Trust me, Savannah," he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. "I'll make this worth your while."
Cole's eyes darken with determination as he kneels down between my thighs, the warmth of his body radiating onto me. He slips a single finger into my hot pussy, and I gasp at the sudden sensation. My hips instinctively rise to meet him, craving more.
"God, Savannah," he groans, popping his finger into his mouth. "You taste so sweet, just like a good girl should."
Cole's praise is like a drug - intoxicating and addictive. I crave more of it, and more of him.
"Please, Cole," I whimper, desperate for his touch.
But instead of diving in, he smirks and leans back, teasing me with a wicked glint in his eye. He begins kissing around my mons, leaving a trail of heat on my skin as he moves to my inner thighs. His breath is hot against my sensitive flesh, but he avoids the one place I need him the most.
"Patience, beauty," he murmurs, his voice husky. "Lie back and take it."
I obey, resting my head against the plush pillows and spreading my legs wider for him. The anticipation coils tightly within me as I wait for what comes next.
"Be a good girl for me," he says, his gaze locked onto mine. "If you want my cock, you have to earn it."
He dives in, his tongue expertly circling my clit before dipping inside me. My fingers curl into the soft sheets as pleasure courses through me, building steadily with each stroke. But just as I feel myself nearing the edge, he pulls away, leaving me panting and desperate.
"Please, don't stop," I beg, the ache between my legs growing unbearable.
"Ah, but that's the game, isn't it?" Cole grins, his eyes filled with mischief. "I want you begging for me, ready to do anything just to feel my cock inside you."
"Damn you," I gasp, torn between frustration and arousal.
