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Cole groaned and curled his larger fingers around mine, guiding my smaller hand up and down his cock.

Once I understood how he liked to be stroked, Cole fisted my wet hair and guided my mouth, urging me to take him deeper a little at a time.

I moved my hand to the root of his cock and took more of him into my mouth, sucking and licking just to see what he liked.

I’d just gotten lost in the seductive rhythm when Cole pulled my head back gently with my hair.

“Enough!” he said firmly as he pulled me to my feet.

“Cole,” I said breathlessly as I reached for him.

“Goddammit, Lauren,” he growled as he slapped my ass.

Hard!

I squeaked, but I wasn’t about to complain.

Heat had flooded between my thighs the moment I’d felt the erotic sting of his hand landing on my flesh.

He caught my wrists, turned me around, and bent me over until my palms were flat against the bench. He nudged his hand between my legs, opening me until he was satisfied.

It was a vulnerable position, but I shivered as Cole’s moist skin slid along my back as he put his mouth to my ear. “Don’t move. Leave your hands exactly where they are. Keep your ass in the air and your pussy open to me, angel. You want to come, I’ll make you come, but I’m not fucking losing control.”

I bit my lip to keep from smiling.

Cole was definitely on the brink of losing control.

Yeah, he was bossy, which was hotter than hell, but he wasn’t exactly as cool as a cucumber.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said boldly. “Is that going to be allowed?”

Cole slapped my ass again, and it felt so good that I moaned.

When he slid his hand between my thighs from behind and stroked my pussy, my legs nearly gave out.

The shower was steamy, but we weren’t directly in the water spray, so there was nothing to wash away the slick heat between my legs.

“You’re soaking wet,” he said gruffly and kept stroking, his fingers teasing my clit.

“Yes,” I moaned and pushed my hips back against his fingers. “Fuck me, Cole. Just like this.”

“Fuck!” he cursed as he gripped my hips. “Tell me how much you want my cock, Lauren.”

“I need to feel you inside me, Cole. Please!”

I gasped as Cole slid home, burying himself to his balls inside of me.

His control was gone, and it was the sweetest feeling in the world.

I pushed my hips back as he slammed home again.

“There’s never going to be a day when you don’t make me completely insane,” Cole grunted as he gripped my hips harder.

He hammered into me like a madman, and I savored every sensation.

Between the feeling of Cole being so deep inside me and his fingers teasing my clit, my orgasm started to rush up to meet me faster than it ever had.

“That’s it, beautiful,” Cole said as he pounded into me and lightly pinched my clit. “Come on my cock. I love feeling you milking my dick.”