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A crackle of electricity connected the space between us, and my pulse pounded against my wrist with anticipation. This next moment had the power to make or break me … us. The longer he stared at me, the more I wanted to throw caution to the wind.
He groaned from the base of his throat before his lips crashed down on mine. He bit my lip and swept his tongue deep into my mouth, tasting me, sharing his need as if kissing and touching me were the only things he lived for.
My cheeks flushed as a newfound heat coursed through my body. I tugged at his shirt, practically ripping it off him. My pajamas and panties landed on the floor as Cole and I touched and kissed as if we might never see each other again. If this was goodbye … goodbye had never felt so right.
He leaned me back on the counter and paused as his gaze raked over my naked body. Somehow, he was still mostly dressed. He gave me a tortured smile, then reached into his pocket, retrieved his wallet, and removed a condom. Cole released the button on his jeans, lowered the zipper, then freed himself.
My tongue darted over my lower lip, his length and girth sending shudders through me. Once he rolled on the rubber, he hopped up on the counter and hovered over me as his cock twitched.
As much as I tried to focus on Cole, Ibrahim’s devilish smile flickered to life and my blood chilled. A multitude of thoughts scrambled and collided inside my jumbled brain—Ibrahim shoving the barrel of the gun into me as he held his finger on the trigger, the pain that ripped through me as he violated me. Anxiety pulled and tugged at my insides, my pulse kicking into high gear.
Cole’s clean, woodsy scent invaded my space, grounding me in the present. Ibrahim was dead. Cole had defended my life, and I was safe. Sweeping my attention over Cole’s handsome features, I settled on his focused eyes that hadn’t left mine.
“Shae?” His worried gaze peered straight into me. “Do you need to stop? You’re pale.”
I breathed in as deep as my lungs would allow, and I swallowed my fear. Fuck Ibrahim. That bastard was rotting in Hell, and I refused to allow him to steal any more from me. He’d taken enough. I wouldn’t allow him to control me when he didn’t even walk this planet any longer.
“I’m good now.”
Unconvinced, Cole searched me for any signs that I was lying.
I grabbed his hips and dug my nails into his flesh as I parted my legs and made room for him. He pushed at my entrance, then eased into me, his eyes full of concern but dark with desire.
A moan escaped me as he moved slowly, torturing me and setting me on fire. Everything about Cole felt different—how he moved inside me, touched me—healing yet possessive.
“You’re mine, Shae.” He pumped into me, thrusting a little harder. His tongue flicked across my nipple, then tugged on it with his teeth.
I ran my fingers through his hair, arching into his mouth as he worshipped my breast. “Cole,” I whispered. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I lifted my hips, rocking with him. My fingertips traced the muscles and valleys of his back down to his ass. Cole rolled his hips, massaging my clit with the movement.
“Jesus, you feel so good.” Cole closed his eyes as he picked up the pace.
Sex had always just been sex to me. I’d never truly cared about anyone the way I did Cole. In a few short weeks, he’d turned me inside out. As he continued to touch me, the walls around my heart began to crumble, and I let go of the idea that I lost the people I loved. Losing mom had shattered me more than I had ever admitted. I’d refused to bond with anyone on a deep level other than Zoe. Loneliness had become my best friend, and I’d welcomed it, all in an attempt to protect myself.
But at this moment, as we connected, exposing our feelings and bodies to each other, something shifted inside of me. For the first time in my life, I wondered if I could honestly give myself to someone. Even through all the craziness and ups and downs, I knew Cole would do everything in his power to protect me.
Flipping Cole over on the counter, I straddled him and took him in deeper. He cupped my breasts, then slipped a finger between our bodies and massaged my sensitive bud.
Cole’s eyes closed, and pure pleasure filled his expression … all for me.
“I need to see you come, Shae. Come for me, baby.”
His deep, sultry voice sent goosebumps over my skin, and heat pooled low in my belly. Cole wrapped his hands around my hips, and with strength I hadn't seen before, lifted me off his cock and placed me over his face. I scrambled to keep my balance as he licked me, then fucked me, spearing so deep, he hit my clit with his teeth, his nose buried into my flesh. His tongue dove deeper, possessing every dark part of me and fucking me faster.
My body hummed and throbbed as he brought me to the edge, then with a hard suck to my bundle of nerves, his name escaped me as desire licked every inch of my sensitive skin. My muscles clenched, and my world exploded from his skilled mouth. Before I’d had time to recover, I crawled down his torso and slid his cock into me. He sat up and wrapped his arms around my waist, burying himself deeper. In a quick move, he flipped me on my back, the cold granite startling me for a second. He placed his hands on either side of my head and plowed into me.
I whimpered my approval. “Harder, Cole. Fuck me hard.”
He slowed, grabbed my right leg, and pinned it against my chest.
“Goddamn, your pussy feels so good.”
I moaned as he continued, another sweet orgasm swirling and building inside me.
“Tell me you’re mine, Shae. Say it,” Cole growled possessively.
“I’m yours, Cole.”
A moan traveled through him as he jerked and tightened. Knowing that I was the one he just came for, my release ripped through me, and I shuddered beneath him. His lips pressed against mine, a small smile lifting the corner of his mouth.
