Chapter 23
Lauren
Cole devoured my mouth with a sensual carnality that I’d never experienced before.
The embrace was hot, possessive, and tasted of some kind of sexy intentions that sent a tingle of electricity down my spine.
I moaned against his lips in anticipation, my body so wired with sexual tension that I wrapped my legs around his waist to relieve just a fraction of that need.
“Cole,” I moaned as he released my lips and trailed that wicked mouth of his along the side of my neck.
Every motion.
Every touch.
Every brush of his lips started a small flicker of flame that I couldn’t put out.
Within moments, I was burning for him.
My legs dropped to the sides of his body as he moved lower, and I startled as his mouth covered one of my nipples.
I squeaked when he pinched one of the already hard peaks and nipped the other.
I speared my hands into his hair, and my head fell back on the pillow as Cole licked, bit, and played until I was squirming and panting with need.
My pussy was already flooded with heat, and my core clenched as Cole trailed his tongue down my abdomen.
I was panting with anticipation, wanting him to touch me, but savoring the heightened awareness that my body was experiencing.
This was lust like I’d never experienced before, and it was everything I’d always wanted to feel.
His fingers slid underneath my panties, and I whimpered, “Yes. Please.”
“Please what?” Cole asked in a deep baritone that I knew I was always going to think of as his bedroom voice.
“Touch me,” I said, my breath coming heavy between my lips.
Cole yanked my panties down none too gently and stroked his fingers over my wet pussy.
“I love how wet you are for me,” he rasped.
My legs started to tremble when Cole slid his fingers over my slick clit.
The tension in my body was coiled so tightly that I wasn’t sure how much more I could take.
My chest heaved when Cole pulled my panties completely off, spread my legs wide, and buried his head between my thighs.
The first touch of his mouth and tongue on my pussy almost made me shoot off the bed.
The only thing keeping me in place was Cole’s tight grip on my hips.
“Oh, God!” I cried out in a desperate voice that I barely recognized as my own.
Cole wasn’t the least bit shy or hesitant about oral sex. He ate me out like a man who enjoyed every second of tasting a woman.
I started thrashing beneath him because the pleasure was so intense, but he simply clamped his hands on my thighs, holding me open to him so he had the best possible access to my pussy.
He licked from the bottom up to my clit over and over again until I felt like I was losing my mind.
“Cole,” I screamed as I fisted his hair.
Nothing had ever felt this good.
Nothing had ever made me this crazy.
Until he finally focused all of his attention on the tiny bundle of nerves that was throbbing for the pressure and stimulation it needed.
Cole knew exactly what I needed, his tongue and his teeth stimulating me until I felt my orgasm rushing toward me with a force that was almost frightening.
I lifted my hips and pressed Cole’s mouth against my clit as tightly as I could get it as I flew over the edge.
“Oh, God, Cole!” I screamed as my core spasmed so hard that it rocked my entire body.
Wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me in the most powerful climax that I’d ever experienced.
I’d expected the orgasm to totally subside, but Cole simply pressed his mouth harder against my clit, slid two fingers into my soaking wet channel and started to fuck me with his fingers.
I instantly realized that he wanted me to come again, but I wasn’t sure I was capable of experiencing something like that a second time, even though it felt incredibly good.
The climax that felt like it had never quite died seemed to flare back to life as Cole nipped lightly on my clit as he moved his fingers in and out of me in a hypnotic rhythm that had me spellbound.
My hips rose and fell with every thrust of Cole’s fingers.
God, was it really possible for me to climax again?
That question was answered as soon as he sucked harder on my clit, using his teeth to lightly keep the little bud exactly where he wanted it.
“Yes,” I moaned, feeling something starting to uncoil inside my belly.
My impending orgasm felt different this time. Not nearly as frenzied, but deeper than the last one.
It was good.
So damn good.
“I’m not sure I can take much more,” I said on a moan.
My body was so primed that I felt like I was going to implode.
Cole’s fingers stopped thrusting and suddenly curled and circled until he hit a spot deep inside me that sent me spiraling into a vortex of pleasure that stole the breath from my body.
My entire body shuddered, and my core clenched around his fingers before I finally took a breath again.
Dear God! I felt like I was coming apart as ecstasy rolled over me from the top of my head to my toes.
I panted as I tried to recover while Cole stroked the inside of my thighs and licked at every drop of the juices he could pull from my pussy.
The way he seemed to enjoy going down on me was probably the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced.
“Cole,” I gasped as I loosened the ridiculously tight grip I had on his hair.
He slid up my body slowly and lowered his head to kiss me.
Tasting myself on his lips was intoxicating, and I opened my mouth to devour him, trying to tell him without words just how much the experience we’d just shared had shaken me.
Still, something was missing even though I was still basking in multiple orgasms.
I needed Cole.
I wanted him inside me so badly I could barely breathe.
“Fuck me, Cole,” I pleaded as soon as he released my mouth.
He nipped at my neck. “Are you begging for my cock, beautiful?” he asked in a hoarse, urgent baritone that I’d never heard before.
“Yes,” I whimpered without a single ounce of shyness as I wrapped my legs around his hips. “I need your cock, Cole. I want you to fuck me. Please.”
Cole slid his hand down to grip his cock and press the head against my pussy. “You’re always going to get exactly what you need from me, sweetheart,” he vowed, right before he buried himself to his balls inside me.
There was no pain or discomfort.
As wild as it seemed, we just…fit.
There was only the incredible sensation of being completely filled by Cole.
He was huge, but the feeling of having him inside me, of the two of us being this connected, was sublime.
“Fuuuuck!” he cursed. “You’re so damn tight, and you feel so fucking good. You okay?”
I stroked my hand down his back. “Perfect,” I assured him. “Fuck me, Cole. I need you.”
“This isn’t going to last long. I’ve been fantasizing about this for too long.”
“I don’t care,” I said as I lifted my hips and ground against him.
Cole pulled back and thrust back into me like he was testing how much I could take.
“Fuck me,” I insisted. “Hard.”
I wanted everything that Cole had to give me, and I needed him to be satisfied.
I tightened my legs around him, and he thrust into me harder, each subsequent stroke increasing in intensity.
Our bodies kept moving together in that sultry rhythm until Cole was pummeling into me.
Deep.
Hard.
Fast.
Until it felt like this man was claiming me, and I discovered that I really wanted to be claimed.
“More,” I begged, even though our bodies were sliding together from the perspiration we were generating.
Cole’s body shifted until he was in a position that really stimulated my clit when he ground down on me with every thrust of his cock.
“You’re mine, Lauren,” Cole said in a low, raspy voice. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I told him as I fought to take a deep breath.
Cole’s possessiveness wasn’t off-putting.
I found it incredibly arousing.
I wanted to be Cole’s.
And I wanted him to be mine.
“Yes! Oh, God! Cole!” I screamed when one last grinding motion triggered an enormous climax for me.
Once the orgasm started, I felt like it was never going to stop.
I clawed at Cole’s back because the pleasure was so intense.
My core clenched hard around his cock.
“Fucking hell, Lauren!” he said on a groan, and I knew he’d just found his own release.
I laid there for a moment, my core still pulsing from my release and my heart racing so quickly that I couldn’t say a word.
Cole wrapped his muscular arms around my body and rolled the two of us until I was sprawled on top of him.
We didn’t speak.
We laid there just like that until we’d both caught our breath and our heart rates started to slow.
I was so stunned that it was still almost impossible for me to speak.
Okay, I’d known that sex was probably going to be good with Cole, but not like that.
It was absolutely impossible to imagine something that earth-shattering without actually experiencing it.
I sighed as Cole stroked my hair and upper back until my entire body relaxed.
“So that’s what I’ve been missing,” I finally said as I lifted my head and ran my hand over the stubble on Cole’s jaw.
He placed his hand over mine and brought it to his mouth so he could kiss my palm.
“That’s just the first taste of what it can be like for us,” he said huskily.
He clasped my hand, pulled me closer and kissed me.
It was an embrace that sent a shiver down my spine because it was filled with a promise of just how much more there was to learn.
I kissed him back, knowing that after tonight, I was never going to be the same.