“I don’t know who you’re trying to fool,” he whispers in my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine. “But it’s not working on me.” His fingers graze along my skin as he brushes my hair over my shoulder, leaving the right side of my neck completely exposed to him.
I don’t know if I’ve ever felt so vulnerable in my life.
Placing a soft, gentle kiss just below my ear, my body sinks against his chest as his hand finds my chin, tilting my head to the side. Our lips are apart, but only just.
“What are you doing?” I ask him, my weak voice low and gravelly, my mouth dry. His fingers walk across my shoulders, down my bare collarbone.
“Seeing how far you’ll let me take this.” He gently taps my feet apart with his, spreading my legs, and my body slightly bends over the sink. I nibble on my lip as his tongue sweeps his own, while his eyes hone in on mine in the mirror.
“What if I told you I didn’t want it to go any further than you’ve already taken it?” I whisper, not an inkling of confidence anywhere to be found.
“I wouldn’t believe you.” He dips his head to kiss my neck, and I swallow hard.
“And what if I told you I didn’t want you to stop? What if I begged you to take it all the way? Begged you to fuck me until I couldn’t handle it anymore.” I croak out. His eyebrow quirks ever so slightly, a devilish grin spreading across his face while his eyes fill with heat.
“Then I would never fucking stop, Snow. I would take it as far as you let me, watching as you come all over my cock like the good girl I know you can be.” I whimper as the phrase leaves his mouth.
He raises the hand of his that remained clutched to the basin, holding between his fingertips a small square wrapper, with a circle protruding the packet.
“It seems your friends are prepared for people fucking in their guest room,” he tells me, kissing my lips softly and I tremble as my mouth moves to kiss him back. “I found this in the night stand next to the bed just in there. It would be a real shame if it didn’t get used.” He nods his head over his shoulder, and I push my hips backward into his, and my ass rests comfortably against his hard cock.
Throwing my head back against his shoulder, he takes my lips against his feverishly, kissing me like we’re about to get caught. Kissing me fast and hard, like he knows I may not let this happen again if he were to slow the pace. He bites my lip as I pant, attempting to pull away from the hold he has on me, but the pull between us is too strong.
I don’t want to lose how this feels.
“Can I…”
“I told you last time, Cole. Don’t ask. Just fucking take. Take me in whatever way you want me before I change my mind and walk out of that goddamn door.”
Hiking my dress up, it bunches around my waist while he thrusts his hips against my ass. My body folds over even more, leaning on top of the sink in front of us. His hands wrestle with his belt, button and zip before he rips the condom wrapper open with his teeth. His other hand is on the small of my back, keeping me firmly, but comfortably in the position he wants me.
Sliding the condom down the length of him, he throws my dress higher over my ass, revealing the thong I’d slid on earlier, and an animalistic groan escapes his throat. “You’re so fucking perfect, Snow, and you don’t even know it.” He growls, stroking his hand up and down his shaft. “You want this, Jenna?”
I nod, bucking my hips backward at the exact time he slams himself forward.
His hand covers my mouth to stifle my scream. “Shh,” he whispers in my ear. “They’re going to hear us.” I shudder.
“Let them.” My two words are all it takes to light the fire within him, his hand looping around my waist until his fingers find my clit, swirling in perfect circles. My knees threaten to cave beneath me—beneathus.
“You’re so fucking wet, baby.Sofucking wet.” He licks the curve of my neck as he buries himself deep inside of me, stretching and filling me to my limit, but I never back away from a challenge. He thrusts deeper, harder, faster, groaning into my ear while his hip movements remain in sync with mine. When he slides out of me, I feel the loss of him in my core, desperately needing him back where he belongs just so I can feel whole again.
Spinning me around, he scoops me up with ease, his hands gripping my ass cheeks as he drops me onto the counter top. I flinch slightly at the coolness on my bare skin, but I have no timeto dwell on it. He slides back inside of me, ripping the top of my dress down to free my tits, giving him free rein to all of me.
His movements don’t stop. One arm is pressed against the mirror behind me, muscles in his arms are bursting out of the sleeves of his t-shirt, the other is gripping my thigh so tight, I know it’s going to leave a mark—but I don’t care.
He can leave a mark anywhere on my body, and I would smile at it like a badge of honor.
Ask me tomorrow, though, and my thoughts probably won’t be the same.
I take his clothes off. First the unbuttoned shirt, careful to not cause it any damage like last time, and he pulls his t-shirt over his head, but doesn’t allow me enough time to admire each individual muscle.
He takes my mouth in another bruising kiss, like it's something we do every chance we get, yet feels like the last kiss we’ll ever have in this lifetime, and my body aches at the thought.
Looping my arms around his neck, I pull his body closer to mine, forcing him deeper inside of me, and I swallow the groan that escapes him. “Bed?” I ask with a whisper when I force our lips to part and he nods frantically, lifting me up so seamlessly. I would usually protest, but I’m too in the mood to care that I’m allowing a man to throw me around like a rag doll.
He kisses me again while gently placing me down on the bed as if I’m suddenly made of porcelain, like he didn’t ruthlessly rail me the night we met, and I didn’t beg for him to fuck me harder. “I’m not fragile, Cole. Don’t treat me like I am,” I say against his lips, and I feel his spread into a wide smile.
“Don’t say you didn’t ask for it, Snow. But we have friends downstairs. Do you think you can be quiet?” he asks, my back arching against the mattress, chest heavily rising and falling while his body hovers over mine. His arms cage me in.
