“Yes,” she moaned as he tugged the gown, letting it fall to the floor.
Cole cupped her breasts, his thumbs gently grazing her nipple before he bent down and sucked one nipple into his mouth.
“Ohhh,” she moaned, as he tugged the other. He switched sides and gave her second breast the same attention.
His hands roamed to her waist as he pulled away, noticing the tiny lines of scars on her breasts and burn marks on her stomach.
“I know they’re ugly,” she said, wincing.
He pulled her back and pointed to his left shoulder. “Do you find these detestable?” He showed her a bullet wound. “Or this?”he said as he took her hand and let her trace the left side of his stomach.
“No, it’s part of you,” she assured him.
“Just like these are part of you.” Cole lifted her onto the bed and gently kissed the burn marks, sealing each with his love.
She pulled on his arm, encouraging him to join her on the bed.
He looped his thumbs into his pajama pants and pulled them down. Hannah’s eyes roamed over his body, and she noticed a bite on his hip. Her fingers traced the wound.
“It’s my present from Brody when they brought him back to the facility. I accidentally startled him.” Cole lowered her against the pillows, and he kissed his way down her stomach. He paused at her mound. “I want to taste you, Hannah. I want to see you.”
“I’m a girl who loves sides as much as the main event,” she teased. “I’m sorry. I’m a little nervous.”
“There’s nothing to worry about,” he assured her. “We can laugh and play.”
He kissed the inside of her thighs and waited until she relaxed before nibbling his way to her core. His tongue gently traced her lips and delved into her center. Hannah jumped in surprise, and her eyes grew wide as he used his tongue to explore. His warm tongue lapped at her juices as he lightly traced the tiny nub.
“Ahhh,” Hannah sighed, watching him. He glanced up at her, and his blue eyes burned with desire.
“Keep watching me, Hannah. Remember the feel of my tongue against your skin,” he suggested as he delved in, adding more pressure little by little.
She gazed at him as he feasted on her, making her hotter by the minute. The warmth grew in her belly until she squirmed under his touch.
“Pinecone,” she blurted, as her breath quickened.
“Think, Hannah. Does it feel good? Did I hurt you?” Pausing, he asked.
“No, it feels strange in a good way. I got overwhelmed for a minute. Can I touch you?”
Cole grinned. “I’m the guy who likes the sides.” He moved beside her. Hannah straddled his waist. She grazed his nipples and bent to kiss and suck each of them. Cole hummed and stroked her back, feeling the goosebumps on her skin. She licked his tight abs and scooted down, gripping his cock in her hand. She pumped slowly, watching the precum rise to the tip, and leaned down to lick it off.
Cole’s hand covered her as he taught her how to stroke him. Her mouth covered him, and her tongue slid against his base. He closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure.
Hannah stopped and crawled her way up his body. Cole grabbed her waist and positioned her so his cock slid against her silky skin.
“What about a condom?” she asked, suddenly remembering it.
“I have one in my drawer,” he said as he moved her body, sliding against his staff and kissed her deeply. “I want to feel you against me.”
“I want to feel you inside me,” she confessed. “I want you, Cole.”
She trembled against him, and he knew she neared the edge.
Cole reached inside the drawer and pulled out a box. Hannah opened it and took one out, then tossed the box onto the bedside table. He took it from her shaking hands and tore it open. Together, they rolled it over his cock. He held onto her as she positioned herself over him.
“Take your time,” he reminded her as she slid the tip inside of her and slowly slid down.
“You feel incredible,” Cole groaned. “You’re tight, and I can feel your muscles tightening around me.”
