“Cole—I,” It’s not that I don’t want Coleto love me, it’s just things have been so intense tonight. I don’t know whathe’s thinking. With me talking to Mr. Not Important and the whole scandal Alancreated. Everything makes my head spin and my stomach knot; it’s almost toomuch to handle. What if Rafael Mezzo follows through on one of his threats?What if someone I love and care about gets hurt? Or worse? One of Cole’s handssnakes around my stomach and between my legs. He rubs two fingers against myalready throbbing nerves. The sensation startles me. I grab his hand, cryingout with pleasure.
“Be here with me, Kate. Don’t overthinkthings. I’m here. I love you and you love me. That’s all that matters.”
My body’s pulsing with pleasure. I nod,letting out the breath I’ve been holding.
“No baby, say the words.” Cole’s breathis hot on my neck, and he flicks his tongue out against my skin.
“I’m here with you. I love you, and youlove me.” He caresses me again, his fingers light and soft against me. “That’sall—” I bite my lip as pleasure builds in my abdomen.
“Keep going, baby.”
“That’s all that matters,” I moan.
“Good girl, now raise your arms.” I raisemy arms and my dress comes off and in another swift motion, so does my bra.Cole cups my breasts, teasing and twisting my nipples until they’re rivers apleasure flowing straight to my center. I turn my head, and his mouth coversmine. His kiss is slow, deliberate, passionate, everything Cole is. I arch,rubbing my backside into his erection. He leans over me, bending us until mycheek rests against the cool cotton of a pillow. “Kate.” His breath is ragged.
“I’m yours.” I sigh into the pillow,letting him know I want to make love this way. Cole kisses down my spine, hishands roaming over my breasts, my stomach, my thighs, and my ass. I open myeyes and watch him over my shoulder as he discards his boxer briefs. He spreadsmy legs wider, settling in behind me.
“You’re so beautiful.” His cool handsroam down my fevered back to my ass and then gliding lower, his fingers spreadmy folds, and he slips two inside. “Always so ready.” He groans.
“That’s what you do to me Cole, I’malways wanting…always.” His fingers are gone, replaced by the tip of his hard,thick shaft. I try to push back, but his fingers dig into my hips, holding mestill. Slowly our tender flesh comes together, as he pushes his way in, hisbody curving to mine.
“Breathe baby.” He whispers, kissing myshoulder. I release the breath I’m holding, mingled with a moan. “Are youokay?” He runs his hands over my shoulders, cupping my breasts.
I nod. “You’ve consumed me.”
His chest vibrates against my back. Colemoves slowly, adjusting his hips and I groan in a painful pleasure. I roll myhips and pleasure ripples up my spine. He thrusts slowly and I twist my handsinto the sheets, trying to tether myself to reality, but already dropping intothe blissful unknown. My arms shake and I drop them onto the bed as Cole surgesforward and I cry out with pleasure as he touches a place deep inside me.
“Katie.” He groans. “Talk to me, baby.”One hand moves from my hips to my shoulder, keeping me grounded and in place.
“So…good…Cole.”
“Just feel baby.” I let my eyes close andtake in the sound of Cole behind me, of our bodies’ gentle slap each time hethrusts inside me. The sound of his ragged, uneven breaths, of the grunts andgroans that escape him as he finds his own pleasure. The sound of my ownlabored breathing, the pounding of my heart erratic in my chest.
Cole’s body bends over mine, beads ofsweat from his chest tickling my back, his breath hot on my neck. My thighsquiver with each gentle drive. His hands are everywhere, my neck, tangled in myhair, cupping my breasts, digging into my hips. He glides his hand down betweenmy legs massaging, causing the ripples of pleasure to turn into tidal waves.
“Cole,” I cry, my thighs shaking. Heholds me to him. Wrapping his arms round my waist one of his hands cupping mybreast squeezing as he continues his beautiful assault on my body.
“Kate, touch yourself,” he grounds out. Ireach a shaky hand between my legs, finding my bud, slick and swollen. Pleasuresurges through me and I groan. “That’s it.”
I moan Cole’s name, again. I want totell him how much I love him. How amazing it feels to make love like this. Thathe’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. But the words stick in mythroat, only a groan escaping.
“You’re fighting it, Kate. Let go. Comefor me.”
“With you,” I pant. “Together.”
“Together,” Cole echoes.
He surges up deep into me, to a place oflonging and want. I tremble, losing myself in him, screaming out his name as myorgasm rockets through me. He thrusts again, hard. I feel him pulse inside meas he reaches his own blissful release, uttering, “I love you.” We collapse ina loose tangle onto the bed. I bury my face in the cool pillow, my hearthammering against my chest, my lungs burning for air. Cole grips my shoulder,rolling me over to face him.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m—it was…” my emotions are raw. I feelstripped and exposed in all the right ways. A ragged sob escapes me. Cole sitsup, concerned, taking me in his arms. “There are no words, Cole.” I bury myface in his chest. “Love me forever. Promise to never stop loving me.”
“I promise.” His own voice strains withemotion. “Forever, I vow to love you forever.”
The next morning, Cole and I orderbreakfast and then settle onto the sofa. Cole reads the paper with his laptoppropped on the armrest and I snuggle up in my favorite spot against him,reading a book.
The elevator dings. I glance at Cole.“Who’s here?”
