It was my turn to devour him. He tasted like fire and sin. I couldn’t get enough.
Kole rumbled approvingly and sank the rest of the way into my channel. I huffed, my exhale filling the space between us. He continued to kiss me, worshiping my mouth with his. My body, stretched and full, adjusted to him.
“That’s it, you’re taking me so well,” he rasped against my mouth.
My whole body shuddered. This was earth-shattering. Cataclysmic. A once in a lifetime experience. I wasn’t inexperienced, but I might as well have been. I craved everything he offered, hooked and addicted to his energy.
Lifting his hips, Kole pulled back before thrusting forward. Pleasure spread in a low, coiling burn through my insides.
And then, he fucked me hard.
He just lost control, burying himself inside me. My body’s response was to tighten as the beautiful sensation built. Higher and higher, he took me to a new level of need. Clinging to him, I rose to the challenge. I met each stroke, taking the rhythm and making it my own.
“Kole,” I gasped. “Oh, holy cow, this feels so good!”
“Cow?” he growled, snapping his hips viciously against me.
I barked a noise that was part laugh, part scream. The blissful cliff was so close, it was impossible to form a comeback. My body raged for the release.
“That’s it, baby, right there. Give it to me, Harley,” he demanded, sucking a path across my jaw.
A piece of my very being shifted in my chest.
With a guttural, wild cry of abandonment, I exploded. Every muscle shuddered and shook. My thighs clenched around him, hanging on for dear life to the furious onslaught of his body.
“Your turn,” I choked. “Give it to me.”
Kole’s massive frame jerked forward. He sank deep and stopped with a hoarse groan.
“That’s it,” I hissed. “Just like that.”
There was a feeling of incredible power surging through me knowing that my body—and mywords—sent this monstrous being over the edge.
We remained locked together, heartbeats racing right under where our skin connected. One thought broke through the cloudy haze of bliss in my mind. I was definitely addicted to this man. For better—but probably for worse—I was going to take every drop of him that I could.
Chapter 18 – Harley
When our breathing returned to normal and we untangled, Kole’s blue eyes glittered. Heavens, he was gorgeous! I wanted to reach out and caress his cheek, not let him leave until I drank my fill.
But a sudden shyness kept my hands at my side. We might have screwed like a couple of beasts in heat, but the idea of something small like tenderly touching his face seemed difficult.
“Come on,” he urged.
Hands laced through mine, he pulled me off the bed. There was a good deal of dampness between my legs. But a quick glance at the condom showed it hadn’t leaked. That wetness was all me. Hiding my warming cheeks, I padded after him to the bathroom.
Kole turned the shower tap on and tested the water. “Come downstairs when you’re done.”
Was this it? Was the man of few words dismissing me after the intense collision? I clutched at his arm, sinking my fingers into the solid muscles. “Wait.”
Kole paused and looked at me expectantly.
I shifted from side to side. “Would you like to…join me?”
It was a huge ask, very intimate, very personal. But not as impossible as I thought a moment ago. The gesture was surprisingly easy.
He hesitated. “I can clean up across the hall.”
I worried my lip and shook my head slightly.Please…stay.