Tomi didn’t try to analyze her mixed feelings of disappointment and happiness. Instead, she ventured into the room, looking around for the clothes he’d laid out. It took her all of three seconds to see the red lingerie on thebed.
With a shaking hand, she lifted the garments from the dark blue coverlet and stared. He expected her to wearthis?
There were two pieces. A short red leather bustier and a matching red thong. Besides the clothes Luis had dressed her in this past week, she’d never worn anything so…so…sexy. Tomi dropped her towel and eagerly wiggled her way into the tight garment. Then she went into the bathroom and studied her reflection, a slow blush rising up herchest.
She’d never had big breasts, but the bustier pushed them up high and the cups dipped so low her nipples peeked out over the top. It extended down to her waist, making it look small and shapely, and then ended, allowing her hips to naturally flare. The red thong beneath was a window dressing. She shoved a hand through her hair, pushing the long locks past her shoulders as she straightened and tried to appear confident enough to wear such athing.
The creature staring back at her wasn’t her. It was a bolder, more daring version of her. Her cheeks flushed with arousal, and her eyes sparkled withanticipation.
She would’ve never picked out something like this for herself, but somehow Cole had known it would fit herperfectly.
With a new confidence bolstered by Cole’s confession, Tomi sauntered out of the room, barefoot and eager. He stood waiting for her in the hallway, his feet braced shoulder-width apart. He was shirtless, showing off ever sinewy, delicious inch of muscle that until now had remained hidden beneath his shirt. He’d crossed his arms over his chest in a way that made his arms appear even more prominent and the black tactical pants hugging his narrow hips made her mouth water. This man was every inch the dominantmale.
All those other men had merely been play actors without a prayer of ever coming close tohim.
Cole let out a low whistle, his eyes glinting with appreciation. “Damn.”
In that one single word, his southern drawl grew thick, just like she remembered, something that told her just how sexy he found her. The knowledge emboldened her, and Tomi sauntered closer, swinging her hips on purpose and absolutely loving the way his eyes followed her every move. “I can’t believe you bought something like this for me towear.”
He grinned, slowly perusing her entire body. “It suitsyou.”
She arched a blonde brow. “It suitsme?”
Cole was on her in an instant, his massive arms wrapping around her, lifting her, until her feet dangled inches off the floor. “You’re the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen, and the only way those clothes could look better is on the floor.” Colt ducked his head and nuzzled her neck. Shivers of pleasure raced down her arms, and she gripped his shoulders, tilting her head to the side to give him easieraccess.
“I just put it on and now you want me to take it off?” sheteased.
Cole nipped her neck playfully, and then his hands palmed her ass and lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist. “Damn right I do.” Cole walked her backward into the bedroom and kicked the door shut behind him. Then he fisted one hand in her hair, forcing her to tilt her head to the side as he swooped down and took her mouth in a passionate kiss that robbed her of every sensation except that of his lips on hers. His fingers tugged at her locks, but unlike when Luis had pulled her hair with the intent of delivering pain, Cole’s intent was to deliver pleasure. And to let her know he was the one incontrol.
Cole broke their kiss much too soon. Holding himself away from her, he said, “You make me want to throw you on the bed and take you. Rightnow.”
Her womb clenched, and she squeezed her legs, attempting to pull him closer. “Yes,now.”
Her body was on fire—that one demanding kiss had been enough to push her over the edge. This might not be the smartest thing she’d ever done, but she needed his touch. She needed to know she could still feel thisway.
“No, Tomi. I intend to savor you.” Cole let go of her hair and loosened his grip so that she could slide to the floor. The friction of their skin on skin stimulated her already sensitive nerve endings. “I’m going to kiss every inch of that perfectbody.”
Cole moved forward, forcing Tomi to back up until her knees bumped into the mattress. Without warning, his hands circled her waist and he lifted her onto the bed, turning her in midair so that she lay with her head at the top and feet at the bottom. And then he crawled over her and grabbed her hands, pushing them over her head so that her fingers grazed the headboard. “I want you to hold on here, and don’t letgo.”
Tomi curled her fingers beneath the edge of the headboard and held on for dear life, knowing deep inside that if she let Cole drive, he’d take her on the ride of herlife.
“Good, baby girl.” The warm glow of appreciation in his voice had her toes curling. That used to be an intimate endearment they’d shared. When he had used it earlier, when she’d feared he would force her, it had felt like a disgrace to one of her favorite memories. Now, hearing him call her that again, it was enough to melt her on thespot.
Cole worked his hands slowly from her wrists down to her elbows, tickling the sensitive skin on the insides of her arms. His touch grew harder as he rubbed his hands down her sides and back up over the leather bustier. “I’m going to make you come so hard. And her bustier and yanked down, revealing her tight nipples. God, she wanted him to put his hands on her naked flesh. She wanted his fingers on her, hismouth.
Tomi arched, begging for his touch. “Cole, touchme.”
Cole chuckled and sat back on his heels, surveying her. “You know how this goes, Tomi. Remember the games we used toplay?”
How could she forget? They’d both experimented together back then, most of it new and young and fresh, learning what they did and didn’t like. “Yes,Cole.”
His eyes darkened. “Say my nameagain.”
She arched her back off the mattress. “Cole.” She drew out his name, pouring every ounce of desire she could into hervoice.
Cole closed his eyes, as if he were striving for control. When he opened them again, any trace of gentle kindness was gone. His eyes were black, his expression completely dominant. “I’ve dreamed of you saying my name. You have no idea how many nights you’ve taunted me.” Cole fell to his elbows, letting his hips rest between her spread thighs. “How many nights you’ve torturedme.”
His head dropped, hovering just above her right breast, so that she could feel his hot breath on her skin. “Tomi?”
