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I didn’t last long under his double assault. I came in a blaze of heat, an electric fire catching at the top of my womb and zapping me all the way down to the bottom of my toes.

And then he was on top of me, kissing me as he hauled me up higher in the bed. A square black-foil package flashed at the edge of my vision, and he unzipped his pants.

Then, just a few seconds later, he pushed into me with one long, hard shove of his hips. Filling me up completely. Sinking in deep.

I cried out against his lips. With pleasure. And he fell out of the kiss to let out a single"Fuck!" before he began drilling into me with hard, punishing thrusts.

But it no longer felt anything like a punishment to me.

After that first orgasm, the pleasure of receiving him like this—of him moving inside of me like someone determined to make me pay for my crimes—oh, the pleasure was unbelievable. Every nerve sparked, and my body had become so sensitive, I could actually feel the pulse of his cock as he took me with rough, deliberate jerks.

“Get them around me,”Cole commanded, his voice ragged and hoarse.“Your legs…Get them around me and come, Sunny,come.”

I did as he instructed, and this new position exposed my clit to his thrusts in a way it hadn’t before. I came almost immediately, my hands reaching under the waistband of his suit pants and digging my nails into his muscular butt cheeks. I was somehow trying to pull him even deeper inside of me, even as my body seized and I gasped my way to a second completion, fireworking into the sky.

Two years. And my last time hadn't been like this.

Nothing in my life had been like this.

It was amazing. Almost spiritual.

But lonely. So lonely.

Cole had commanded me to come, but he was still pumping into me, his strokes mechanical and precise, like he was measuring each one inside his business calculator head.

I buried my nose in his neck. Breathing in his money-dipped-in-ice smell. Licking. Begging."You, too! You, too!"

His strokes stuttered."Don't,"he commanded on a sharp exhale.

But you know what, Cole wasn't the boss of me. He'd literally fired me two days ago.

"Yes, Cole, c'mon..."I kissed his neck, his cheek, his jaw. Ran my tongue over the seam of the mouth he'd pressed closed."I want you here with me! You, too."

"Fuck, Sunny."

Cole lost the rhythm again. Dragged one stroke into me. Then another.

Then he came with an angry roar, his cock jerking inside of me.

"Sunny, fuck, Sunny..."

His language was still harsh, but his tone was much gentler as he raised his head to look down at me.

And his eyes...Oh my gosh, his eyes. His light green eyes were filled with tenderness, his expression soft, like I hadn't quite been able to imagine it.

Until now.

For a moment, looking up at him, my heart completely melted.

But then his expression hardened back to ice.

CHAPTER25

Sunny

"Cole? What's going on?"

For a moment, Cole had been beautiful, his expression tender and soft—revealing a side of him I'd never seen before.