Page 98 of Love Unforgettable
“Ohmigod, Cole,” I moan into his mouth. “I think . . . ohhh.” I grind down on him as he thrusts up, and I orgasm. A large, long, spectacular, breathtaking orgasm that has me undulating against him. My body wracked with waves of explosive pleasure flooding through me.
“There you go. Oh yeah. So beautiful. So hot. Take it, baby,” he groans against my lips. My head falls back as he moves his mouth to my neck, sucking and biting, pulling on my hair. I’m arched against him, hips pressed together, my upper back hitting the top of his steering wheel. My body tense with excitement and then slowly melting back down to reality.
“Jesus Christ, sweetness,” he says against my hair as he releases my hands.
“Mmmm.” I stretch up and wind my arms around his neck and lay my upper body against his. My face in his neck. His hands running up and down my back, pulling me tight against him. “God, that was good,” I say. “I think I could stay right here forever.”
Cole moves one of his hands from my back to my bare thigh, fingers crawling higher and higher until he’s at my panty line. I shiver with anticipation. He kisses my lips, then leans his forehead against mine, rubbing the tips of our noses together until I look at him.
“You know I haven’t even touched you yet, sweetness.”
“I won’t be able to take it.”
“You can, and you will,” he says. He kisses me again. “I’m gonna drive you to your front door now. How do I get the gate open?”
“4-8-3-7-enter.”
We get to my house and sit there for another minute, his arms around my waist, my arms around his neck; just holding one another. I can tune everything else out when I’m with him. Partly because it doesn’t matter, and partly because I feel so safe that regardless of what might happen, he’ll take care of it. Take care of me.
He opens his truck door, shifts me back to the middle of the seat, and slides out. He helps me re-situate my dress, then lifts me out of the truck, letting me slide back down his body to the ground. Much like he did that day he was shirtless in the field.
“Do you want to come in?” I ask.
“Yes. But I won’t. Not this time.” He kisses me on the lips, a quick kiss that is over way too quickly.
I roll my eyes at him, but it doesn’t bother me as much. For one, I know for certain that he’s into me. For two, I also know for certain I’m going to see him again.
Soon if I have anything to do with it.
