Chapter 34
Lauren
Cole lifted his weight from my body and pulled me into a sitting position.
The room was silent as he simply…looked at me.
Heatedly.
Possessively.
His expression was intense as his eyes slid away from my face to the ring on my finger.
My core spasmed in reaction to his carnal, greedy gaze.
When his eyes met mine again, my heart skittered as I saw the fierce expression on his face before he demanded, “Clothes off.”
He stripped the boxer briefs from his body and tossed them to the floor.
My pussy flooded with heat as I reached for the buttons on my sleep shirt.
Cole was making it clear that he was in control right now.
There was something incredibly sexy about the domineering Cole who liked me to obey his every command.
That sexually demanding Cole was usually playful and hot, but I could tell that he was all business today.
And I was down with exploring this side of the man I loved.
Cole simply watched intently as I opened the front of the shirt.
I’d barely uncovered my breasts before he reached for them.
He plucked and played with my nipples as I squirmed to get out of my pajamas.
His touch was slightly rough as he pinched my nipples, but it felt so damn good that it had me panting within seconds.
The shirt was tossed on the floor before I laid back to shimmy out of my sleep shorts and panties.
Cole finished the job, slipping them over my calves and to the floor.
“I want you to come hard for me before I take you,” he rasped before he sucked hard on one of my nipples.
I gasped when he nipped the hard peak as he slid his hand down my body to boldly stroke his fingers between my thighs.
“Fuck!” he cursed against the sensitive skin of my breast. “You’re so damn wet.”
“I want you,” I whimpered.
“Now I’m going to need to taste you,” he informed me as he flipped the two of us over until I was straddling him. “Ride my face, beautiful,” he ordered. “Now.”
I was panting and breathless with need, but I hesitated.
This was something we’d never done before.
Cole was really into going down on me, but never with me on top.
“I’m not sure…” I said uncertainly.
Cole simply took me by the waist, lifted me, and pulled me up until I was literally straddling his head.
He didn’t tell me what to do then.
He showed me.
He gripped my ass tightly and pulled my pussy to his mouth.
I grabbed the headboard to support myself and let out a loud moan as Cole rocked my hips against his ravenous mouth and tongue.
I had a momentary concern about suffocating the man that I loved in this position, but that thought fled my brain when he pulled me even tighter and repeated the same rocking motion over and over.
The feel of his hot, wet mouth on me made me more than half crazy.
I was all in when he slapped my ass hard enough to send a jolt of sensation through my entire body.
“Yes!” I panted as I gripped the headboard harder, trying to control the need to do exactly what he’d demanded I do.
I wanted to move my hips without him guiding me.
I wanted to surrender to the urge to go after exactly what I needed.
I tested that desire, moving my hips until I was getting the friction and the pressure I needed.
And it was so damn good.
I completely let go when Cole slapped my ass again and flicked my clit mercilessly as I moved.
I needed him.
I needed this insane passion.
I needed him to put out the carnal fire he’d stoked until I was completely lost.
“Cole,” I panted as he ate me out like a man possessed. “Please!”
He used his muscular arms to pull my hips down ever tighter against his hot mouth.
Impossibly tight.
With all the pressure I needed on the tiny bundle of nerves he was stimulating.
It was more than I could take.
My climax unfurled and exploded.
“Cole,” I screamed. “Yes. Yes. Yes.”
He was going to get exactly what he wanted.
I was going to come hard.
I white-knuckled the headboard as my orgasm rocked me with a ferocity that took over every cell in my body.
My body pulsed everywhere as my core clenched uncontrollably, and I rode that exhilaration with abandon.
For just a moment, there was nothing except Cole and the pleasure that was rolling over my body.
I didn’t get a chance to wallow in that bliss for long.
Cole took a final lick of my pussy and lifted me off him.
He was on his feet and at the side of the bed in a heartbeat.
Cole picked me up and carried me over to the large dresser several feet away before he lowered me to my feet.
“Hands here,” he instructed as he placed my hands on the large mirror in front of us.
I had to bend over and rest my elbows on the dresser to assume the position, but I happily did what he wanted.
My entire body was still humming with pleasure, and I was eager to see Cole get anything he wanted.
It took me a moment to realize exactly what he was doing.
He’d positioned my hands at the bottom of the mirror so he could see my fingers by looking down or in the mirror.
He was going to do exactly what he’d promised to do earlier. He was going to see his ring on my finger while he was taking me.
I looked into the mirror and our eyes met.
“You look like you just came hard,” he observed as he nudged my legs further apart so he could finger my pussy.
I licked my lips and swallowed, squirming a little when he stroked over my clit. “You know I did. You got exactly what you wanted.”
He lifted a brow. “I want more. Feel good?” he questioned.
“Amazing,” I said in a fuck-me voice. “But not as good as it’s going to feel when you take me. Fuck me, Cole. Please.”
“Do you really want my cock, beautiful?” he asked.
“Yes,” I answered, my tone desperate. “I need you inside me. Now.”
He gripped my hips and buried himself inside me with one hard thrust. “This is going to be hot, hard, and too damn fast,” he said harshly. “You look too damn sexy. You’re mine, angel, and you’re wearing my ring on your finger.”
“Cole,” I moaned as I pushed back against him, my whole body trembling with need.
He felt so damn good.
It had only been a little over a week since we’d been together, but it felt like forever since we’d been this intimately connected.
Cole pulled back and slammed into me again.
“Yes!” I moaned. “Harder.”
I didn’t want him to hold back.
I wanted everything he had.
Cole started a furious pace as he gripped my hips and hammered into me.
I got lost in the rhythm, meeting every stroke as I pushed back hard against him.
I couldn’t get enough of this man.
I needed…
I wanted…
“Oh, God, Cole!” I screamed. “Make me come.”
I felt him grip my hair to tilt my head up. “Watch us,” he insisted. “See exactly who’s going to make you come. See exactly who’s taking you right now.”
The second I laid eyes on him in the mirror, I was mesmerized.
I watched as he slammed into me, the slapping of our skin matching his motions.
There was something highly erotic about watching the man you loved pleasuring your body.
Really, really erotic.
Cole’s eyes were wild, and his muscles flexed as he started to move so fast that all I could do was hold the dresser while he buried himself inside me over and over again.
“Cole!” I screamed when he reached around my body and fingered my clit. “I love you. I love you so much!”
I went over the edge, and I watched the fierceness on Cole’s face as my core squeezed around his cock.
His jaw clenched and he threw his head back.
The intensity of watching him while he found his own release was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“Fuck!” he grunted as he leaned over my back. “I love seeing my ring on your finger.”
“Caveman,” I panted, loving every moment of the way that he loved me.
He turned me around and urged me to hop up.
I wrapped my legs around him, and he walked us back to the bed.
He collapsed on the mattress with me on top of him.
He settled me over him and wrapped his arms around me protectively before he said, “I love you, Lauren, and I do have some caveman in me, but I’d never hurt a hair on your head.”
I cuddled against him as I caught my breath. “I know that. I actually kind of like your caveman sometimes. He’s incredibly hot and sexy.”
He chuckled before he said huskily, “Marry me soon. If you need a longer engagement, I’ll deal with it, but I can’t wait until you’re officially mine.”
“I don’t need a long engagement, and no big wedding please,” I insisted as I lifted my head to see his face. “All I need is my adopted family and my friends in Crystal Fork. We could get married here at the ranch if that’s okay with you.”
He frowned. “I think you deserve something nicer than a wedding here.”
I shook my head. “Nothing is more romantic than getting married on a ranch in Montana. I don’t want a fancy wedding, Cole. I just want you. Take me on a romantic honeymoon. I’d love that.”
“Done,” he agreed readily. “How fast can we arrange the wedding?”
I sighed. “I need a little time even though the wedding is going to be small. Early September? The weather should still be okay, and that will give me a few months.”
“I’ll help,” he told me. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll make it happen.”
He would.
I knew that.
My man would do whatever it took to make me happy.
I loved that about Cole, but it was something I’d never take for granted.
“I love you,” I told him softly. “I can handle most of the arrangements for the wedding. You can deal with the honeymoon.”
“We’re going to be gone for a while,” he warned me. “I can think of more than one place we’d like to go. Probably several places in Europe. Starting with Paris?”
I let out a long, happy breath. “Perfect. Just tell me how much time I need to take off, and I’ll arrange my schedule. Paris would be very romantic.”
I’d only been out of the country once, to Mexico.
Everything we’d do and see would be new to me. Cole had traveled extensively, but I’d discovered that he’d done more business and very little exploring during his travels.
I yawned and Cole stroked a hand over my hair. “Rest, angel,” he said. “We’ll work out the details later.”
He scooted us both up on the bed and turned off the light.
I’d moved off of him and cuddled up beside him.
“I can’t wait for our life together to start,” I told him softly as I closed my eyes.
He tightened his arm around my waist and kissed my forehead. “I think my life started the day you walked in my door to deliver that stuff from Millie.”
My heart tripped after he’d said those words, and I smiled as I started to drift off to sleep.
My man might claim he had no romance in his soul, but he was wrong.
He said the sweetest and most romantic things in the world without even knowing it.