Page 65 of Iron Willed Warrior

When she finally stopped shaking, Brynn sat back in my lap, blinking like she’d forgotten where we were. Nobody had bothered us. Actually, if any hikers had approached, they probably would’ve steered clear given the sounds Brynn had been making.

There hadn’t been much mystery about what Brianna and Cameron were up to.

I kissed her, lips closed, as I slid my hand free and fixed her shorts and skirt. “Think that was enough of a show?” I asked.

Her cheeks flushed. But she lifted her chin defiantly. “I challenge any other couple at the resort to do better.”

I kissed her again to hide my smile.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Brynn

The hike backto the resort was much faster than the trip out. It was downhill, but that wasn’t the real reason.

I wanted to get Cole back to our room.Now.

I couldn’t believe I’d done that. Letting Cole touch me, pleasure me, like I was made for it. He’d brought me to orgasm right there in the middle of the trail, fully aware that a bodyguard for the head of Stillwater was watching us. Anyone might’ve walked by. Of course, Cole had an eye on the area, but usually I was the one maintaining situational awareness.

But instead of being careful, I’d completely surrendered. Special Agent Somerton didn’t do things like that.

And it had beenhot. Hotter than anything I’d ever experienced. What was it about this man?

As we rushed down the trail, we didn’t run into O’Hanlon or anyone else. Good thing, because I was in no mood to pretend to be Brianna. It had been hard enough to keep up the fiction when we’d been on the trail.

I didn’t want Cameron. I wantedCole. Wanted to give him just as much wild pleasure as he had given me.

We burst into the hotel room, already kissing, handsroving. Cole managed to slam the door shut and flip the lock. Then he pressed me to the closed surface, his mouth dominating mine. Tongue sliding and stroking.

His erection had flagged on the way back, and now I felt him hardening against me again. I fit my hands between our bodies. Flicked open the button of his fly and moved the zipper down to reach inside.

My fist closed around his thickness, and Cole tipped his head back as he groaned low in his chest.

“Need you,” I said hoarsely. “Right now.”

“Bedroom.”

“No. Can’t wait that long.”

His nostrils flared. Glancing around the room, he grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the couch nearby. Cole bounced on the cushion as he sat, then pulled me down onto his lap, just like we’d been positioned earlier on the flat rock overlooking the valley. But now, the soft upholstery of the couch provided a much more welcoming surface. My hips moved involuntarily, grinding me against him.

I’d never felt this kind of urgency. This uncontrollable frenzy to have a man inside of me.

Somehow, I pushed my shorts and panties down my thighs, lifting my legs to get them off. Cole pushed down his own shorts and boxers and his cock popped free, smacking his T-shirt over his stomach. He held his shaft at the base and squeezed.

“You sure you want this?” he asked.

Since my ex had left me, I had second-guessed every moment of intimacy with other men. Distrust had become my default. But being with Cole this way felt…simple. With him, I could just let go. Because I knew he’d be right there with me.

“I want it more than anything.”

He notched himself at my entrance, and I sank down. Hisblue eyes held me as his cock filled me inch by inch. Cole arched upwards, and I moaned at the sensation of him pushing deep. Taking my breath, touching places inside me I hadn’t allowed any man in too long.

This was exactly what I wanted. What Ineeded.

I still had my skirt on. He pushed up the fabric and gripped my hips as we rocked in a faster rhythm. My chest was tight, the skin of my stomach flushed with heat. The way he watched me, the lust but also the awe I saw in his gaze, made tingles of pleasure race along my limbs.

“Brynn,” he said, just before he cupped the back of my neck and kissed me. His tongue licked into my mouth, owning me with hot, filthy strokes as his cock thrust into my pussy. The scents of sweat, salt, and sex mingled in the room.

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