Chapter 5
Cole
When Rory surprised the shit out of me and passed me the keycard downstairs, I knew I couldn’t hold back. That, at least for this night, I need to own this woman completely.
Her breath ghosts across my lips as I scarcely dare to breathe, needing her consent more than I need my next breath.
“Yes, Cole. I want that—”
I simply can’t wait any longer. My lips slam onto hers as I crush her body against mine, holding her as close as physically possible.
A groan rips from my chest at the sensation of her soft lips pressed to mine. Her beautiful tits are thrust against me, and I’m gifted with a needy whimper as I tease the seam of her lips.
She parts them instantly, granting me the access I so desperately crave, and our searching tongues undulate, finding the perfect rhythm to send a bolt of arousal straight through me. I groan when my already rock-hard cock throbs against my pants, desperate to sink inside the beauty in my arms.
Rory rips her mouth from mine, pupils blown as she steps back, holding up a stalling hand when I move to follow her. One side of her mouth lifts devilishly when she shakes her head, reaching behind her to unfasten her bra in one smooth move.
“Fuuuuck!” My groan fills the room when her perfect breasts spill free, delicate pink nipples pointed and pleading for my mouth.
I shuck off my shoes at the same time I throw off my shirt, abandoning it on the floor. Our gazes hold as I yank out the small box of condoms I grabbed from the men’s bathrooms to toss them onto the bed. My pants swiftly follow my shirt, leaving me in my boxers.
Her eyes rake over my skin, following the ink that covers most of my chest and both arms down to my wrists, and her nostrils flare with palpable desire. Then she unzips her long skirt, allowing it to flutter to the floor at her feet.
I inhale sharply as her panties go next, baring her pussy to my avid gaze, and my voice drops to a guttural demand when my base needs take control.
“Get on the bed and open your legs wide for me, Sweetheart.”
Rory’s lithe body vibrates at my husky command, and a shiver runs through her before she moves to do as instructed, settling herself in the centre of the king-size bed.
A hunger like I’ve never known barrels through me as I advance, and she squeals when I grip her left ankle, yanking her to the edge of the bed.
I allow my eyes to run the length and breadth of her decadent body before I palm both exquisitely soft thighs. Then I part them achingly slow, laying her bare for my ravenous eyes.
“So fucking perfect, Rory.” I lift my entranced gaze from her glistening pussy, her big blue orbs watching me with something akin to wonder. “There are no words.”
I can’t stop myself from slipping my middle finger through her wetness, relishing her reaction when I thrust it inside her.
“Oh fuck, Cole!”
My other hand continues its journey until I’m palming a silken breast, tweaking her nipple between my thumb and index finger.
Rory arches against me, crying out when I stretch her with a second finger, and I lean over her to grasp her throat, pulling her mouth to mine to capture her sounds of pleasure.
She’s panting against my mouth, writhing on my fingers when I deepen the kiss and increase the pressure around her neck. My tongue spars with hers, each caress like a shot of electricity.
When I break the kiss, I drop my brow to hers, continuing to fuck her with my fingers as my words whisper across her parted mouth.
“You like that?”
Groaning, her eyes threaten to close when I press her clit with the pad of my thumb while increasing the speed of my fingers thrusting inside of her.
“You like taking my fingers deep inside your sweet pussy, hmm?”
She barely manages a nod, crying out my name when I add a third finger, massaging her engorged clit with firm strokes. “Fuck, yes, Cole. You’re gonna make me— Fuck!”
I capture her pleasure in a ferocious kiss as the walls of her pussy clench around my fingers, and my cock throbs, desperately demanding to take their place.
As her orgasm ebbs, Rory rips her mouth from mine, panting heavily. “Shit, that was amazing.”
Her eyes are wild, pupils blown when she pushes at my chest, urging me to step back. “I need to taste you, Cole.”
My balls tighten at her words as my drenched fingers leave her wet core, and I step back, giving her space.
I watch in rapture when she slips off the bed and smoothly drops to her knees on the floor at my feet. She glances up to catch my hungry eyes on her as she reaches for the waistband of my boxers.
As she tugs them down my thighs, my thick cock springs free, leaking more pre-cum when I see her wetting those sinfully red lips in anticipation.
Her eyes never leave mine when she encircles the base of my cock in one hand and leans closer to draw her pointed tongue through the bead of moisture on the tip. My head falls back as I moan at the teasing touch.
Then she takes my cock into her warm, wet mouth, bobbing up and down once, twice, and on the third time, I pump my hips, hitting the back of her throat with a groan.
She moans when I ease my hardness out of her hot mouth, humming her approval before hollowing her cheeks and sucking me back inside. I slide my cock in and out of her mouth, pumping my hips, and my grip on her hair tightens until I’m altogether too close to finishing before it’s even started.
Without warning, I jerk back and scoop her from the floor to toss her onto the bed. She lands with wide eyes and a surprised cry that turns to a gasp when I wedge her thighs apart with my shoulders and bury my face in her pussy.
Flattening my tongue, I draw it through her arousal, moaning as her sweetness explodes all over my tongue, and I press my aching cock against the mattress beneath us, desperate for relief. “Fuck! You taste even better than I could’ve imagined.”
Her knees tremble on either side of my head as I lick her from slit to clit, swirling my tongue across that throbbing nub. Wriggling against me, she entwines her hands in my hair and arches her back as I suck her clit into my mouth with gentle pulses.
She cries out in protest when I take my mouth away, growling against her core, “Come on my face, baby. Come for me now.”
Two thick fingers slide home into her soaked pussy, and I suck her clit harshly this time as I pump deep inside her, building her pleasure until she screams in sheer abandon. “I’m coming, Cole. Oh, Cole!”
My hips grind against the mattress beneath me as Rory shatters on my tongue, and I watch, enraptured, while she floats back down to earth.
Then I climb up along her perspiration-soaked, trembling body, stopping to pay homage to both perfect tits until she’s squirming against me again.
Raising myself above her, our gazes war as I reach for the condom box to take one out and tear the foil with my teeth, never once breaking eye contact. Then I glide the latex down my cock that’s throbbing with the desire to be inside her tightness.
Rory’s eyelids are hooded as she looks up at me from beneath her lashes, and I lean over her to grasp her chin between my thumb and index finger before drawing the tip of my tongue along her lips.
She opens instinctively, our tongues mating, building toward a delicious crescendo until I break the kiss and hoarsely state, “I have one rule, Rory.”
Her eyebrows draw together, and I palm her cheek as I press a soft kiss to her lips. I pull back just enough to stare deeply into stormy blue eyes and rasp, “My name on your lips when I fuck you, Sweetheart. Scream it for me.”