"Absolutely not."
When I touch him again, Cole moans softly and lets his head fall back, while his broad chest now rises and falls faster. As I carefully wrap my fingers around his length, it throbs in my hand, and another curse falls from Cole’s lips.
"If you don’t want me to come on my stomach like a schoolboy, maybe you should stop after all," he says after a few moments, his voice trembling.
Although I have no idea what he means by this, I immediately withdraw my hand and look at his handsome face as he lifts his head again.
Before I can ask him what’s wrong, he grabs me by my hips and lifts me. Instinctively, I hold on to his shoulders, only to straddle him a moment later and feel him between my legs.
Cole wraps one arm around me and pulls me in closer while he brings his other hand to the back of my head. His gaze is so captivating that an almost painful heat spreads through me, intensified by the feel of him against my center.
"Goddamn, Sophie," he growls before kissing me as if he’d die if he didn’t.
When he starts to rock his hips against me in rhythmic movements, a moan escapes me.
I’m on fire again. And again, it’s just indescribable.
Cole’s hands move to the hem of my sweater and grip the fabric before he breaks the kiss to look at me with fiery eyes. "May I take this off?"
When I answer with a nod, he pulls the garment over my head so I’m only wearing the plain bra he picked out for me earlier. Almost reverently, he lets his gaze wander over my body, pulling his lower lip between his teeth, and shaking his head slightly. When I feel his hands on my waist, I shiver, but it’s not coldness that causes this reaction. It’s Cole.
"You’re so fucking beautiful." He just mumbles the words as if he were talking to himself, tracing the contours of my body until he lets his fingers glide gently over my breasts. The touch is featherlight, but everything inside me immediately contracts, and I involuntarily press myself against him. At the same time,it feels as if the bra is constricting me in an almost painful way because everything is suddenly so sensitive.
Cole brings his lips to mine again and stands while holding me close. I wrap my legs around his waist instinctively. A few seconds later, he carefully lays me down on the bed and pulls away to look down at me.
He stands there like a force of nature. Tall, strong, and uncontrollable. The sight of him is so breathtaking that it almost hurts to look at him.
As if of their own accord, my fingers slide to my pants and undo the button as I meet Cole’s gaze. "It’s not going to hurt again, is it?"
"I can’t promise you that," he explains with a raspy voice. "But we don’t have to?—"
"I want to."
Again, he curses under his breath, but I ignore it and take off the rest of my clothes while his gaze doesn’t leave mine for a second. As I lean back and prop myself up on my elbows to look up at him, I’m no longer uncomfortable. Lying naked in front of Cole feels sensual, intoxicating, and exciting. Seeing his breathing quicken fires me up, so I reach out to him, desperate to feel him.
Carefully, he follows my silent plea and lowers himself between my legs, so that I feel every part of him and close my eyes. Then he kisses me gently on the lips, the chin, the neck, while his hands explore my body and make me shiver. Farther and farther his mouth wanders until it reaches my breast, and I hold my breath. He wraps his warm lips around my nipple, and I moan as he sucks on it lightly. Never would I have thought that it could be so sensitive, but Cole is already moving on, raining kisses on my stomach, around my belly button, sliding deeper and deeper and deeper until he reaches the point that craves him the most.
I grip the sheets tightly and moan his name as he kisses my most vulnerable part. Instantly, I understand what Jules meant when she said it could bereally great. Breathing becomes almost impossible, and my body jerks uncontrollably as soon as I feel Cole’s tongue slide over my center. It’s nearly unbearable, which is why my hips rise, but he just won’t stop until I explode under his touch after a few moments. Everything inside me contracts and is pure ecstasy. It’s like a pain that could not be more beautiful. Like flying and falling at the same time. For a moment, I see stars dancing behind my closed lids while my head feels as if it were filled with cotton, and all thoughts crumble to dust.
When I catch my breath after what feels like several minutes, Cole leans over me and looks at me with a slightly smug grin. "You okay?"
"Mm-hmm." That’s all I can articulate. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t put into wordshowokay I am.
"I want to feel you inside me," I say after a few seconds because I am once again in this state of untamed wanting. My body is still not satisfied, despite what I have just experienced.
"Are you sure?"
I nod and then watch as he grabs a condom and puts it on.
As he leans over me, he looks into my eyes with such intensity that a deep calm comes over me. I put my arms around his neck and gently pull him to me because I want him as close as possible. When Cole is completely inside me shortly after, my breath catches because the feeling is still strange, but I keep my eyes open and continue to look at him.
"Fuck, darling… You have no idea how good this feels."
Then he begins to move. His thrusts are slow and deep, and my body instinctively imitates his movements perfectly. We keep our gazes locked, and our breathing accelerates almost synchronously.
It’s a whole different experience from this morning. This time, I can fully concentrate on the good sensations and let myself fall because I know nothing will happen to me, and Cole will be there to catch me. I can follow his every move and justfeel.
And while we’re so close to each other and I’m drowning in the stormy gray of his eyes, I realize that I’m falling in love with Cole Walker.
