Chapter 6
COLE
My foot felt heavy on the gas, but I tried not to let it control my speed as I drove along the highway on Long Island, headed to my house.
I’d enjoyed every second of my night with Lorna, and taking her to her apartment afterward wouldn’t have tarnished it in the least. But when she agreed to come home with me, it was all I could do not to throw her in the car and drive like a bat out of hell.
The fact that I’d been able to have a rational conversation with her during the ride should have earned me a fucking medal.
After a damn eternity, I turned into my driveway and pulled into the four-car garage. I enjoyed restoring old cars, so the garage size had been one reason I bought the house. I used two spots, but I had turned the other two into a makeshift mechanic shop.
The house had been a foreclosure that I’d picked up for a steal, and I’d been slowly renovating the place myself. The last of my projects were almost done, and I couldn’t have asked for better timing since I was about to start a family in it.
The shape of the house was the other reason I bought it.
The footprint was a U, with glass walls all along the inside of the shape.
In the center was a four-season room that had a pool and lush botanicals all around the edges.
It also looked out onto an enormous deck that had plenty of seating and an outdoor kitchen, perfect for team barbecues.
The wings on either side had extra bedrooms and bathrooms on the second floor, and the bottom was made of spaces that I hadn’t yet found a use for.
The front section was more like the actual house, with four bedrooms, three and a half baths, plus the primary suite.
There was also a large kitchen with an eating nook, dining room, living room, my office, a library, and a den.
I took Lorna on a tour and was pleased to see how she reacted. Since this would be her home soon, I wanted her to love the place as much as I did. If she didn’t, I’d sell it and let her pick any place she wanted.
“This house is incredible,” she gushed when we were sitting out on the deck, cuddled up on one of the couches, staring up at the stars. “It’s so unique, but I feel like it’s exactly what I would have picked out for myself.”
“I’m glad,” I murmured as I placed a soft kiss on her shoulder.
She’d worn her hair in an intricate braid that hung down her back.
It was beautiful, and I loved having easy access to the sensitive spots on her neck, but I couldn’t wait to unravel the strands and finally see all that perfection spread across my pillows.
I wanted to bury my hands in it and hold her in just the right position while I slammed into her from behind.
“I want you to be happy here,” I said softly as I raised her up onto her feet, then turned her to face me, and tugged her back down so she straddled my lap. “You’re gonna be here a lot.” Leaning down, I kissed along her collarbone as I glided my palms up her thighs until they were cupping her hips.
Lorna dropped her head to the side, giving me better access to her throat and wriggled restlessly.
“Tá cuma fhíorálainn ort anocht, lass,” I purred.
She shivered and practically melted into me, making me smile against her soft skin as my hands gripped a little harder. “What…um, what did you say?” she asked breathlessly.
“You look truly stunning tonight,” I said softly.
“Cole?”
“Yes, lass?”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
She didn’t have to ask me twice.
I covered her mouth with mine and immediately used my tongue to urge her to open for me.
I groaned in approval when her lips parted, and I was able to sip at her sweet honey taste again.
“You taste so fucking delicious,” I mumbled as my hands traveled down to cup her ass.
“Since the first time we kissed, I’ve been dying to know if you’re just as sweet everywhere else. ”
Lorna’s green eyes were glazed with passion, but the cloud of confusion reminded me how innocent she was. Knowing that I would be her first had a spurt of come oozing from my cock.
I needed to be very careful and tender with her so I caused as little pain as possible and made her first time incredibly special. But she made me so fucking hot, I was worried I might lose control.
“Lass,” I rasped.
When she met my gaze, I searched her eyes for any sign that she wasn’t ready. “We can go as slow as you need. If you want me to take you home, I will. You’re in charge.” Her expression turned soft, and she clasped her hands behind my head, her fingers toying with my hair.
“But”—my tone hardened, letting her know that my next words were not up for debate—“I should warn you, if you give me the green light, you are giving yourself to me. You’ll be mine.
And when we’re fucking, you will do what you're told. Do you understand?” Lorna brought out the possessive, dominant asshole inside me, and I wanted her submission.
She licked her lips, and her tits bounced with her choppy breaths.
“One last thing,” I grunted. She deserved to know what she was getting into before she agreed.
“I will do my very best to make this as painless as possible. You deserve gentle and tender your first time, but…” I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment while my hands tightened on her butt cheeks, and I ground her center against mine.
“You make me crazy, drive me absolutely wild with need for you. I want you so fucking much, lass. I—fuck—I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back. ”
Lorna’s green pools were so dark, they were nearly black, and her gaze was hungry as it roamed my face. Then she clutched her hands in my hair and brought her face so close her lips brushed mine as she spoke. “Who said I wanted gentle and tender, Cole?”
Oh, fuck.
“Maybe I want you to lose control. To take me like you’ll die if you don’t have me right now.”
I gulped, and a little more come oozed from the tip of my painfully hard dick. “Is that what you want, baby?”
“Show me how badly you want to be inside me,” she whispered.
“Tell me,” I growled, giving her one last chance to back out before I lost my shit and could no longer think straight. “Tell me who you belong to?”
“You,” she breathed.
I ground against her again, burying my face in her neck and sucking hard until I knew I’d left a mark. “That’s right, lass. You are my sweet, sweet girl.”
Then I nipped at her pulse and growled, “Who does this sexy body belong to, Lorna? Who gets to pop that sweet cherry and be the only man to fill your virgin pussy with his fat cock?”
“Cole,” she moaned.
“That’s fucking right, lass,” I ground out through clenched teeth. “You’re a goddess, and you belong to me.”
With the last of my rational thought, I pushed to my feet and, keeping her wrapped around me, made my way to the primary suite.
Once we reached the bed, I set her on her feet and quickly yanked her jeans off, tossing them away before pulling her top over her head and dropping it to the floor as well. Then I removed my own shirt and did the same with it.
“Damn,” I rasped as I surveyed her body in nothing but black lace. “You are so gorgeous. I love your body. I crave it.”
Lorna licked her lips as she ogled my chest. I was never more grateful for the fact that I worked out with the team and stayed in excellent shape.
A corner of her mouth inched up as she traced the tattoo on my bicep. “The Nighthawks logo?”
I nodded, reveling in the sparks created by her touch.
“Sexy,” she murmured in a husky tone that caused my dick to throb painfully.
Needing just a little relief, I removed my belt and unsnapped my jeans, lowering the zipper to give my shaft some breathing room.
She watched me quietly until the fabric parted, then she gasped. I was a big man…everywhere. And I was harder than I’ve ever been in my life, and my thick cock was so long, it was poking up out of the waistband of my underwear.
“You…that…um…I don’t know if it’s going to fit.” She stumbled over her words as she gawked.
“It will fit,” I told her confidently.
“How do you know that?”
Grasping her shoulders, I took a step closer and then whispered as my hands slid down her back to the clasp of her bra. “Because you were made for me, lass.”
Her bra slid down her arms, exposing her amazing tits. I grabbed it and took it off completely, dropping it on the floor before I filled my hands with the soft globes. They were a perfect handful. “See?” I grunted. “Perfection.”
Gently massaging her breasts, I kissed her deeply, then twisted and plucked her nipples while my tongue danced with hers. She was shaking when I finally let her up for air, and I scooped her into my arms and laid her on the bed.
The dark lace of her panties didn’t hide the drenched spot at her center, and my mouth watered. “Finally gonna get an answer to my question,” I said with a crooked smile, and her body relaxed, allowing her legs to fall open naturally. “That’s it, lass. Open up for me.”
After removing my pants but leaving on my underwear for now, I climbed onto the bed and settled on my stomach between her thighs. Pressing my nose to the soaked fabric, I inhaled deeply, and the honey scent filled my lungs, making my head spin.
I knew I should remove her underwear like a normal man and not tear them off like a fucking animal, but I barely had any humanity left in me at that point. Grabbing the gusset of her panties, I tore them from her body.
Lorna gasped, but if she had intended to reprimand me for ruining her underwear, the thought was lost when I licked her sex from bottom to top, then flicked the tip of my tongue over her clit.
The hard little nub was pink and swollen, and shiny with her juices.
I lapped at her pussy a few times before licking my lips and groaning, “Fuck, you taste better than anything I’ve ever had in my mouth.
I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of your honey. ”
“Cole,” Lorna whimpered as she writhed her hips, rising in search of my mouth.