Chapter 7
Holly
Okay, yes, I had put on my matching lace bra and panty set expecting that I might be showing it to Cole.
The delicate fabric had caused a teeny bit of friction against my nipples all day, and I was ready to be naked.
I was distracted from this thought by the sight of Cole’s bare torso.
He’d been in shape when we were in high school.
But it was a hell of a lot easier to be in shape when you’re a teenager, I don’t care what anyone says.
He’d played hockey and been covered in lean muscle.
Now he was just muscle. Not the kind of cut-and-diced look you’d see on stage at a bodybuilding show.
This was pure mass and strength. A girl didn’t need a visible six pack when the man looming over her with heat in his eyes had biceps and pecs like his.
No wonder he could pick me up like I weighed nothing.
“Lose the pants,” I told him. Sure, we had all night, but I wasn’t willing to wait until Christmas morning to unwrap the rest of him.
“Now who’s impatient?” He unbuttoned his jeans just enough to give me a peek of more skin before leaning over me and kissing his way down my stomach. At some point he unhooked my bra, and it was laying loosely against my chest. He kissed his way back up, making a beeline for my bare nipple.
“Holy shit, that feels good.” I tangled my hand in his hair as he worked me over with his lips and tongue.
First one breast, then the other. His hand snaked down to my hip and started sliding my panties off while his mouth worked. I was halfway to coming before my clit was even invited to the party.
“I want to taste you everywhere,” he said.
My panties hit the floor. “But I’ve only got one tongue.
Where do you want me? Here?” He sucked my nipple into his mouth and teased the tip with his tongue.
“Or here?” He buried his face between my thighs, parted my folds, and landed the flat of his tongue against my clit.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
The man found it on the first try. He should write a textbook.
My hips started to move, needing more but not wanting it to be over too quickly. I just sort of writhed around, moving closer and retreating. My mouth was hanging open, and heat was pouring through my core.
“I guess I have my answer.” His tongue got back to work as one of his fingers slid inside me.
Every movement was magic. Every touch sending off sparks. Maybe it was because the entire day had felt like foreplay—between him being so amazing and that damn lace—but I was on the verge of coming in what must have been record time.
“I can’t wait to feel you come,” he said as he added another finger.
Between his words and the gentle stretch, I came hard.
My vision was replaced by stars and fireworks. Electricity ran through my legs and into my toes, causing them to curl. I fought to catch my breath. I fought to come back down to Earth, but once I did, there was one thing I wanted to do. “Take your pants off and sit on the edge of the bed.”
He followed instructions in a way that only a man with a massive erection could. With one good arm, the best way for me to get my second chance at wowing Cole with my oral skills was on my knees. I settled onto the floor between his thighs.
“I just want to tease you a bit.” I ran my tongue over his cock, from base to head. “I plan on riding this before the night is over.”
He mumbled a few words as he ran his hands through my hair.
I stroked him once, revealing his head before sliding my lips over him and swirling my tongue around his length, first in one direction, then the other.
His hips tipped up, eager for more contact, and I pulled back, teasing just the tip with my tongue.
“Fuck, I don’t know how long I can take this,” he said. “I need you.”
I took him deeper into my mouth, running my tongue up and down his shaft before pulling back again. “Have I redeemed myself for the first time?”
“Yes, yes. God, yes.” His voice was strained.
I took him in my mouth one more time, as far as I could, sucking hard, pulsing my mouth around his dick before pulling back.
He fell onto his back on the bed. “Freaking hell, woman, you’re going to kill me.” His hands rested in his hair, and his chest rose and fell.
“Well, so long as you’re dying anyway, shall we make your last night memorable?”