Chapter 25
Lauren
The following day, I swore I’d never tell Cole that I was sore again.
The man had been treating me like I was extremely fragile glass, and it was driving me absolutely crazy.
We’d ridden as far as the river after we’d gotten back from town yesterday, and then, as promised, Cole had made sure I’d spent time in the hot tub.
He’d fed me dinner and then taken me to bed after we’d watched a movie.
He’d taken me to bed…to sleep.
Okay, we’d cuddled, but that was the extent of our intimacy.
It had probably been a good break because I’d woken up today feeling perfectly normal.
No soreness.
No aching muscles.
Nothing.
But the moment I’d touched Cole this morning, he’d shot out of the bed to get coffee.
We’d had an absolutely amazing day spending time with the Arabians and a fantastic night relaxing.
However, once we’d gotten to the master bedroom, Cole had decided that he needed a shower.
The man had been affectionate all day, but I knew he still wasn’t going to initiate sex.
He was still afraid that I was sore even though I’d told him that I was as good as new.
God, I loved his thoughtfulness and the way he cared about me, but I also wanted his body, and I knew he wanted the same thing.
If I wanted to burn up the sheets tonight, I was going to have to be the aggressor.
I didn’t mind that…except for the fact that I had absolutely no experience seducing a guy.
I started to shed my clothes as I moved toward the bathroom.
I didn’t want to lie to Cole.
He was going to have to trust me when I told him that I wasn’t sore anymore.
I was naked by the time I pushed the bathroom door open.
I’d had a serious case of shower envy since I’d seen Cole’s master bathroom. His shower was large enough to host a party, and he had a variety of different shower heads in various locations around the enclosure.
There was also a massive bench inside the enclosure that had come in very handy when I’d used it to shave my legs yesterday.
“Cole?” I said tentatively as I opened the door of the shower enclosure.
“Lauren,” Cole said roughly as he wrapped his arms around me and pushed me back against the wall of the shower. “What in the fuck are you doing?”
My eyes widened when I recognized intense frustration in his voice.
I blinked as a cascade of water poured over my body.
He stepped back, and I reached for him. “I wanted to try to seduce you.”
He grabbed my wrists and held them tightly above my head.
“Are you trying to make me fucking crazy?” he asked roughly as he glared at me.
“Yes,” I said honestly. “That was the plan. I told you that I wasn’t sore anymore. You’ve totally ignored every word I’ve said. If you don’t believe me, I don’t know how you’ll ever trust me, and I hate that.”
He allowed my hands to slip down the wall a little, but he kept them restrained along the side of my head.
“Fucking hell,” he rasped, his expression annoyed.
“I was trying not to hurt you. I used you like a damn animal all night, Lauren. I couldn’t get enough, and you ended up hurting because it was almost like your first time.
I’m not going to lose control like that again. ”
“I loved every moment of it,” I pointed out.
“So you’re here to watch me lose my mind all over again?” he asked roughly.
“Yes,” I said eagerly.
“Not happening. If you stay, you do everything I tell you to do or move your gorgeous ass out of this shower. No wrapping your legs around me. No touching me until I can’t think straight. I’m completely in control. Understand?”
I gazed at the intent look on his face.
I wasn’t quite sure what his game was, but I was up for it.
His whole bossy attitude when it came to sex was a major aphrodisiac for me.
I wasn’t afraid of Cole.
He could boss me around all night if that was what he needed or wanted.
As long as he eventually decided to touch me.
I nodded slowly. “I really want to taste you like you tasted me last night. Is that going to be allowed?”
He closed his eyes like he was in severe pain.
“You want to suck my cock?” he asked hoarsely.
“Desperately,” I confessed.
He let go of my hands, moved until he was out of the direct stream of the water, and lightly pushed on my shoulders. “Then suck me, but take it easy or you’ll be tasting more than just my cock.”
“Teach me,” I entreated as I lowered to my knees.
I hesitantly wrapped my fingers around the very erect shaft, going completely by instinct when I put my lips around the mushroomed head.
Cole groaned and curled his larger fingers around mine, guiding my smaller hand up and down his cock.
Once I understood how he liked to be stroked, Cole fisted my wet hair and guided my mouth, urging me to take him deeper a little at a time.
I moved my hand to the root of his cock and took more of him into my mouth, sucking and licking just to see what he liked.
I’d just gotten lost in the seductive rhythm when Cole pulled my head back gently with my hair.
“Enough!” he said firmly as he pulled me to my feet.
“Cole,” I said breathlessly as I reached for him.
“Goddammit, Lauren,” he growled as he slapped my ass.
Hard!
I squeaked, but I wasn’t about to complain.
Heat had flooded between my thighs the moment I’d felt the erotic sting of his hand landing on my flesh.
He caught my wrists, turned me around, and bent me over until my palms were flat against the bench. He nudged his hand between my legs, opening me until he was satisfied.
It was a vulnerable position, but I shivered as Cole’s moist skin slid along my back as he put his mouth to my ear.
“Don’t move. Leave your hands exactly where they are.
Keep your ass in the air and your pussy open to me, angel.
You want to come, I’ll make you come, but I’m not fucking losing control. ”
I bit my lip to keep from smiling.
Cole was definitely on the brink of losing control.
Yeah, he was bossy, which was hotter than hell, but he wasn’t exactly as cool as a cucumber.
“I want you to fuck me,” I said boldly. “Is that going to be allowed?”
Cole slapped my ass again, and it felt so good that I moaned.
When he slid his hand between my thighs from behind and stroked my pussy, my legs nearly gave out.
The shower was steamy, but we weren’t directly in the water spray, so there was nothing to wash away the slick heat between my legs.
“You’re soaking wet,” he said gruffly and kept stroking, his fingers teasing my clit.
“Yes,” I moaned and pushed my hips back against his fingers. “Fuck me, Cole. Just like this.”
“Fuck!” he cursed as he gripped my hips. “Tell me how much you want my cock, Lauren.”
“I need to feel you inside me, Cole. Please!”
I gasped as Cole slid home, burying himself to his balls inside of me.
His control was gone, and it was the sweetest feeling in the world.
I pushed my hips back as he slammed home again.
“There’s never going to be a day when you don’t make me completely insane,” Cole grunted as he gripped my hips harder.
He hammered into me like a madman, and I savored every sensation.
Between the feeling of Cole being so deep inside me and his fingers teasing my clit, my orgasm started to rush up to meet me faster than it ever had.
“That’s it, beautiful,” Cole said as he pounded into me and lightly pinched my clit. “Come on my cock. I love feeling you milking my dick.”
My core clenched around him. “Cole!” I cried out in a wild voice I barely recognized.
“Angel,” Cole groaned as he slid home a final time and found his own release.
He caught me before my legs gave out, picked me up, and plopped me onto his lap when he sat on the bench.
I wrapped my arms around him and held him, my heart hammering and my breath sawing in and out of my lungs.
He held me tightly, his forehead resting against mine.
God, how I loved this man.
Every single thing about him.
My heart tripped.
Love.
I loved him.
I was so in love with Cole Remington that I couldn’t imagine my life without him anymore.
I stilled, startled and a little bit afraid of those emotions.
Until Cole spoke…
“That’s it, Lauren. Don’t ever make me lose control like that again. I mean it.”
I actually giggled.
Falling in love was a giant leap of faith for me, but I was positive I’d finally found the man who would always be there to catch me when I fell.