She shrugged sheepishly as she reached for the front clasp of her bra. “I like pretty underwear. Especially now that I can afford the nicer stuff.”
Pretty?
The lingerie was a little more than just pretty.
The red scraps of lace and tantalizingly sheer fabric were cock-hardening fantasies.
I swallowed the damn lump that had formed in my throat as Lauren’s breasts were freed and she shook her arms out of that sexy bra.
Those breasts were a perfect handful, and her nipples were pert and an alluring, dusty shade of pink.
Everything about Lauren was perfect.
She was curvy and soft exactly where a woman should be curvy and soft.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” I growled before I ripped the covers back from the bed, picked her up, and almost tossed her onto the mattress.
Lauren ran her eyes over my body, and I saw her visibly swallow. “You’re…huge.”
I grinned as I got onto the bed and crawled toward her. “You’ll learn to appreciate that.”
I was a big guy, but not the kind of huge that women complained about because it caused them pain every time they had sex.
Lauren simply had nothing to compare me with, and I kind of liked that, if I were being honest.
“I’m not sure we’re going to fit,” she murmured.
“We’ll fit,” I said as I kissed the corner of her mouth. “You’ll be so damn ready that you’ll be willing to beg for my cock, beautiful.”
Hell, I promised myself then and there that I wouldn’t fuck her until she did exactly that because I’d know she was ready.
Lauren wound her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a real kiss.
The second she moaned against my lips, every damn thought flew out of my head except for my need to satisfy my woman.
Lauren
Cole devoured my mouth with a sensual carnality that I’d never experienced before.
The embrace was hot, possessive, and tasted of some kind of sexy intentions that sent a tingle of electricity down my spine.
I moaned against his lips in anticipation, my body so wired with sexual tension that I wrapped my legs around his waist to relieve just a fraction of that need.
“Cole,” I moaned as he released my lips and trailed that wicked mouth of his along the side of my neck.
Every motion.
Every touch.
Every brush of his lips started a small flicker of flame that I couldn’t put out.
Within moments, I was burning for him.
My legs dropped to the sides of his body as he moved lower, and I startled as his mouth covered one of my nipples.
I squeaked when he pinched one of the already hard peaks and nipped the other.
I speared my hands into his hair, and my head fell back on the pillow as Cole licked, bit, and played until I was squirming and panting with need.
