That question was answered as soon as he sucked harder on my clit, using his teeth to lightly keep the little bud exactly where he wanted it.
“Yes,” I moaned, feeling something starting to uncoil inside my belly.
My impending orgasm felt different this time. Not nearly as frenzied, but deeper than the last one.
It was good.
So damn good.
“I’m not sure I can take much more,” I said on a moan.
My body was so primed that I felt like I was going to implode.
Cole’s fingers stopped thrusting and suddenly curled and circled until he hit a spot deep inside me that sent me spiraling into a vortex of pleasure that stole the breath from my body.
My entire body shuddered, and my core clenched around his fingers before I finally took a breath again.
Dear God! I felt like I was coming apart as ecstasy rolled over me from the top of my head to my toes.
I panted as I tried to recover while Cole stroked the inside of my thighs and licked at every drop of the juices he could pull from my pussy.
The way he seemed to enjoy going down on me was probably the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced.
“Cole,” I gasped as I loosened the ridiculously tight grip I had on his hair.
He slid up my body slowly and lowered his head to kiss me.
Tasting myself on his lips was intoxicating, and I opened my mouth to devour him, trying to tell him without words just how much the experience we’d just shared had shaken me.
Still, something was missing even though I was still basking in multiple orgasms.
I needed Cole.
I wanted him inside me so badly I could barely breathe.
“Fuck me, Cole,” I pleaded as soon as he released my mouth.
He nipped at my neck. “Are you begging for my cock, beautiful?” he asked in a hoarse, urgent baritone that I’d never heard before.
“Yes,” I whimpered without a single ounce of shyness as I wrapped my legs around his hips. “I need your cock, Cole. I want you to fuck me. Please.”
Cole slid his hand down to grip his cock and press the head against my pussy. “You’re always going to get exactly what you need from me, sweetheart,” he vowed, right before he buried himself to his balls inside me.
There was no pain or discomfort.
As wild as it seemed, we just…fit.
There was only the incredible sensation of being completely filled by Cole.
He was huge, but the feeling of having him inside me, of the two of us being this connected, was sublime.
“Fuuuuck!” he cursed. “You’re so damn tight, and you feel so fucking good. You okay?”
I stroked my hand down his back. “Perfect,” I assured him. “Fuck me, Cole. I need you.”
“This isn’t going to last long. I’ve been fantasizing about this for too long.”
“I don’t care,” I said as I lifted my hips and ground against him.
