Cole goes still,groaning softly. In a move that has me squealing in surprise, heflips us over so I’m lying on my back and he’s kneeling between mylegs. He undoes my jeans, but before he can remove them, I say,“Take off your shirt first.”
One side of hismouth curves. God, I love that crooked smile, especially now whenit’s paired with the heat in his eyes. He pulls off his shirt andcasts it aside. I admire his broad chest with its light dusting ofdark hair as he takes off my jeans. At the sight of my lacy redpanties, he quickly removes his own jeans and tosses them onto thegrowing pile of our clothes.
I pull at hisshoulders with greedy hands, wanting to feel his skin against mine.The moment he’s settled on top of me, I arch against him, lettingout a satisfied hum as some of the ache between my legs is eased.Cole’s hot, wet mouth goes to work on my neck and chest, findingevery single one of my pleasure points. One hand roams over mybra-clad breasts and down my stomach. My muscles quiver under histouch, anticipating the moment his hand slides into my panties. Isuck in a breath, waiting, but his hand moves to grip my hip at thesame time his kisses stop, and he drops his head against myshoulder.
“What?”I gasp.
He lifts his head,his expression pained. “I don’t have a condom.”
Shit.“Neither do I.” My frantic,lust-fueled brain wonders how long it would take for one of us torun to a store and get some. I dismiss the thought, knowing itwould be a waste of precious time. I’m not on the pill, though, andas much as I like Cole, I’m not willing to take the risk of sexwithout a condom.
Cole shifts, hisgrip loosening on my hip and returning to my lower stomach. “Can Itouch you, Sylvie?”
“God,yes.”
His lips twitch atthe breathy desperation in my voice. “Can I taste you?”
I’mabout to answer yes automatically, but the word dies on my lips.I’ve never had anyone go down on me before. Neverwantedanyone to, nomatter how many times I’ve heard people extol the virtues of oralsex. My cheeks flame as Cole and I stare at each other. The heat inhis steady, patient gaze has me biting my lip and giving a jerkynod.
He places asurprisingly gentle kiss on my lips before lifting me so he canremove my bra. His mouth goes directly to one breast while his handgoes to the other. I barely notice when his fingers leave my nippleuntil I feel them trailing down my stomach. He doesn’t stop thistime, and I nearly weep with relief when his hand slides between mylegs. My hips buck off the bed as his fingers circle and explore.I’m just thinking I could easily come from this alone when his handdisappears and I cry out in dismay.
Cole meets my eyesas he slides down my body, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisseson my stomach. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of myunderwear and peels them off slowly. He glances at the scrap of redlace in his hands before casting it aside and settling between mylegs.
He doesn’t touchme right away, but his gaze is like a physical weight. With awhimper, I close my eyes and cover them with one hand. I assume thehot breath I feel against my wet skin is Cole chucklingsoundlessly. I jump when his fingers grip my wrist and pull my handaway from my face.
I expect his eyesto be lit with humor, but they’re dark, serious. “I want you towatch me, Sylvie, and I want to watch you.”
I swallow the gaspthat tries to escape. Pressing my lips together, I give anotherjerky nod. My eyes stay glued to him as he moves slowly back downmy body. It takes everything in me not to squirm and slam my legsshut as he gets into position once more. He looks up at me as helowers his head and gives one long, slow lick that nearly has merocketing off the bed.
I swear I blackout as his tongue and lips and teeth work a kind of magic I neverknew existed before. I’m lost to sensation, barely aware of the waymy body convulses or the breathy, high-pitched noises I make. I’venever been overly vocal in bed and would usually be embarrassed bythe sounds spilling from my lips, but Cole seems to feed off them,so I don’t hold back. When he slides a finger inside me, followedshortly by another, I’m already so close it doesn’t take long forthe intense pleasure to reach its peak.
My orgasm seems tolast forever, and Cole apparently knows the trick to drawing itout. Pleasure ripples through me in waves, radiating from my centerto the tips of my fingers and the soles of my feet. As I finallycome down, I’m vaguely aware of Cole kissing my thighs and stomach,and then he’s behind me, turning me on my side so he can spoonme.
His arms feelwonderful around me, but I can’t quite relax because of what feelslike a steel rod poking my lower back through the material ofCole’s boxer briefs.
“Whatabout you?” I almost laugh at how slurred my wordssound.
“Howwould you feel about getting in the shower together?” heasks.
“Ican’t feel my legs right now, but okay.”
Cole chuckles intomy hair, nuzzling my ear with his nose. “I’ll go turn the water onand you come in when you’re ready.” He caresses my hip as he speaksand, when I make an affirmative sound, he gives my ass a light slapbefore darting from the bed.
When I enter thebathroom a few minutes later on wobbly legs, the room is steamy andCole is naked. I stop in the doorway, taking in the gorgeous manbefore me. Thoughts nudge at the corners of my mind about how Iwish he were mine to keep, but I dismiss them. We’re both here now,and I’m going to enjoy this for however long we have.
I step forward andhe takes my hand, guiding me inside the huge glass-encased shower.My already loose limbs feel positively boneless under the hot sprayof water. Cole joins me and gathers me close, simply holding me fora long moment before kissing me. As the kiss deepens and his hardlength bumps against my belly, I experience a moment of weaknesswhere I’m tempted to throw caution to the wind and ask him to takeme right here and now. Thankfully, it passes quickly and I reachfor him instead, wrapping my fingers around him and sliding themdown his thick length.
As I stroke him,Cole drops his forehead to my shoulder, letting out a low growlthat has heat pooling between my legs once more. He stops my handafter only a few minutes and turns me around so my back is pressedto his front. His fingers snake between my legs, making megasp.
“But Ialready—”
“Shh.”His breath in my ear makes me shiver. As his skilful fingers go towork once more, he grinds against me from behind. His free handmoves over my slick skin, caressing and squeezing my breasts. Heremoves his hand and I feel it against my lower back, his knucklesbrushing me as he grips himself and starts pumping.
Knowing he’staking care of both of us at the same time is the hottest thingever. His movements quickly become erratic, the pressure of hisfingers between my legs alternating between rough and barely there.He groans when I cover his hand with mine to guide it and givesteady pressure. Between that and the way he sucks and bites myneck and shoulders, I come faster than I ever have before. Colefollows almost immediately, his hips jerking against me as the hotspurt of his release mixes with the water from theshower.
He gathers meclose again, his arms wrapping around me under my breasts. I turnin his arms, loving the way our wet skin slips and slides. We stayin the shower for a long time, kissing and touching before finallywashing each other with the hotel’s luxurious tropical-scented bodywash.
When we get out,Cole secures a towel around his waist and uses another to dry meoff. I have to hold my breath a couple of times to prevent myselffrom crying over how gentle and sweet he is. The man just gave metwo earth-shattering orgasms and now he’s kneeling in front of meand touching me like I’m the world’s most preciousobject.
