I want the excitement.
“You’re so fucking hot, using me.”
“Yes, yes,” she chants, her hands continuing to roam under my shirt.
“Are you going to come for me, Freya?”
Her pupils dilate, and her lips part as she fights to catch her breath.
She nods. “Yes. I’m…I’m gonna…” She gasps as the first wave of her release hits her. “Cole, fuuuuuuck,” she cries as her body convulses in my hold.
I watch her in awe. She’s so fucking beautiful.
“Eyes, Freya,” I demand when they slam closed. “Good girl,” I rasp when she drags her eyelids open.
Her orgasm seems endless, and I’m here for every second of it. But as it begins to fade, her hands slide down my stomach, and a beat before her fingertips hit my waistband, I realize I can’t hold back anymore.
And I do the exact thing I was trying to avoid.
I come in my pants.
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FREYA
Ilie there staring up at Cole as his face tightens, the muscles in his neck pull, and his arms tremble as they hold him above me.
Oh my god.
His lips part as his eyes flare with heat, and the most incredible sound fills the room.
He’s…oh my god. He’s coming.
Aftershocks from my own release continue to spark to life. My legs are weak around his waist and now only being held up by him as I watch in amazement.
This incredibly strong and powerful man is…
I just…
I did that. I made him lose control like that, and I’m lying here fully dressed.
I can’t believe it. I?—
My thoughts vanish the moment the rumble of Cole’s laughter rips through the air.
The most incredible smile spreads across his face and lights up his eyes. The sight eradicates any concern that might have flickered through me because his expression is nothing but joy.
His laughter is infectious, and I find myself giggling right alongside him.
“I don’t think I’ve done that since I was about thirteen,” he confesses through peals of laughter.
He drops to his elbows over me, allowing my legs to fall limply at his sides before he brushes his nose against mine.
“That was something, huh?” he asks before stealing my lips in another searing kiss that stops me from responding. But yeah, it really was something.
My hands find their way beneath his shirt again, allowing me to trace the muscles running down his back.
This kiss is different from our previous ones. It’s still incredible and all-consuming. But the fire is a little dampened thanks to our releases.
