Lauren Collier was my kryptonite.
I didn’tlikehaving that kind of weakness, but there was nothing I could do about it unless I wanted to give her up.
And that sure as hell wasn’t happening.
She gripped my shoulders as she looked down at me adoringly. “Have I told you today what an amazing man you are?”
Okay, maybe having some kind of weakness wasn’t all that horrible.
“No,” I grumbled.
“You’re the most incredible guy I’ve ever known,” she said in a genuine tone. “I’ve never had a guy put in any kind of effort to do something to make me happy, much less something this spectacular. It means everything to me, Cole. Thank you.”
As far as I was concerned, men should have been falling all over themselves to make Lauren happy.
But in some ways, I was glad they hadn’t.
I liked being the man who put a smile on her face. If that was selfish of me, I really didn’t give a shit.
“It’s my goal to make you happy, angel,” I said hoarsely as I gripped the back of her neck. “I want to spoil you until you forget that there’s any other men on the planet except me.”
“Mission accomplished,” she said in a sultry voice as she stared down into my eyes.
I shook my head. “Don’t let me off that easily. I still have a lot of work to do.”
“I don’t know,” she said with a sigh as she squirmed in my lap. “I feel pretty damn elated right now.”
I gripped her ass.
Hard!
“If you don’t stop moving that gorgeous pussy against my cock, I’ll show you exactly how good I can make you feel,” I growled. “A guy can only take so much of the torture, angel.”
Her face fell immediately. “I’m sorry,” she said as she started to move off my lap. “I didn’t know this was difficult for you.”
I yanked her back onto my lap.
Shit!
I kept forgetting just how innocent Lauren was and how she took my words literally sometimes.
“It’s sensual torture, sweetheart,” I explained. “That’s not always a bad thing. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted a woman, Lauren, but I can manage to keep my dick in check. Sometimes the anticipation makes things sweeter. I know I’m going to taste your pretty pussy someday. I also know I’m going to bury my cock inside you until you’re screaming my name while you come like you’ve never come before.” I pulled her hips tightly against my rock-hard dick. “It’s not really torture. It’s foreplay, and it’s sexy as hell. I’m not sure how long I can take it before I lose it. But I’m willing to find out. I’d rather be close to you like this than not to be close to you at all.”
She leaned her face closer to mine, and the feel of her silky hair trailing over the side of my face and my neck made me grip her nape tighter.
“I think you already know I’m yours whenever you’ve had enough of the sensual torture,” she said in a hushed voice.
Mine!
Fuck yeah, she wasmine, and it floored me just how much I needed to lay claim to this woman.
I’d never been a possessive guy, so that particular instinct felt completely foreign to me.
I pulled her lips closer to mine. “When it happens, I’m going to make it damn good for you this time, angel,” I vowed.
“I know,” she whispered right before she lowered her head and kissed me.
I kept that embrace from getting completely out of control.
