Page 617 of One More Kiss

“I find tights the same way.” Cole pulled his shirt free. “Off. Now.”

My eyes widened as he motioned for me to strip. An objection lodged in my throat, but I’d asked him for this several times and I didn't want to stop what he had planned. Peeling my sticky tights down my thighs, the scent of my arousal hit me hard. I swallowed, working the feet free, and discarded my crumpled skirt. “Better?”

“Stay there.” Cole’s voice was hoarse as he watched me. “Touch yourself.”

My breath stuttered. “I’ve never—”

“For me. Please.” Cole slid out of his jeans, letting his cock spring free. He flicked a foil packet out of his wallet and leaned back against the headboard, watching me through hooded eyes. His fingers closed around his cock, and he gave it a few firm pumps.

I whimpered, unable to take my eyes off him. My hands slid over my breasts, playing with them the way he had. His eyes never left me, but each staining pump of his fist, each time his breath sped up gave me an indication I was pleasing him.

Which was what I wanted. The man had already given me the most powerful orgasm of my existence, had made me ache…and we hadn’t actually had sex yet. My body flushed hot, and liquid painted my thighs with need. I dipped my fingers lower, tracing over my belly button and dipping between my legs.

Cole groaned. “Come here, sweet girl.” His voice strained as he reached for the condom he’d left beside him.

“Wait,” I whispered. His eyes narrowed. “No, not that. I just want to…” I couldn't force the words out of my mouth so instead of fighting with my own nature, I showed him.

Large, roughened fingers tangled in my hair as I slid my mouth over the length of him, taking his cock as far into my throat as I could on the first lick.

Cole groaned, pushing down a little, and I sank with his movement. “You are a fucking dream, you know that, girl?” He pinched at my nipples, soothing the sharp touch with gentle squeezes I moaned, still sucking him. “Up here.” He pulled me up, pressing the condom into my hands. “Will you?”

“Yes.” I nodded, unrolling the condom with trembling hands.

“Josie.” Cole’s fingers tipped my head back until I had to look at him. “Are you okay? Do you want to stop?”

“No!” I almost shouted it at him. Cole’s eyes widened and his hands opened. “No! I mean, I don’t want to stop. You are— you’re amazing. I don't want tonight to stop at all.”

His hands covered mine, halting my progress. “I;’m not pushing you into this?”

“Why would you be pushing me into this? I’m here because I want you as much as I think you want me.”

“I do want you. So fucking bad.” His mouth slammed over mine, wiping the world blank. His hands working with mine over his cock until he was straining against me. “Let me.”

His hands caught my ass, splitting me astride him. The tip of his cock pressed to the entrance of my pussy. Cool air told me how wet I was, and I whimpered as he held my gaze, lowering me onto his cock an inch at a time.

My pussy squeezed and fluttered around him the whole way down until I cried out, wrapping my arms around his neck. Cole gripped my hips tight. “Tell me I’m not hurting you, Josie?” He kissed my cheek, the corner of my mouth, my lips, all while impaling me on his thick cock.

I moved, and he hit something sensitive inside me. “Please just fuck me.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Cole’s hand closed on my waist, and he thrust up inside me.

I screamed softly, tipping my head back. My hair hung down my back, covering his hands while I ached for him, inside and out.

Moving with his body, I found a rhythm that matched his, working my thighs until they ached with the fast movement. Letting him hold me up, I tilted my head back, pressing my hands to his shoulders as he assaulted my pussy with a hard and fast thrusts that branded the feel of him inside me.

I panted, biting back more screams as I ran my fingers over the hard planes of muscle that made up his chest and shoulders. Running my fingers over his body gave me as much pleasure until he released my hips, cupped the back of my head and kissed me senseless. Falling into him, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, entwining our legs as he rolled me onto my back. A wildness entered his eyes that flushed me hot in a rush of desire that drowned me in pleasure and need. “Cole, please. Please!” I cried as his thrusts drove home every inch of euphoria until I screamed his name.

My legs wrapped around him, my hips convulsed, working for the last drops of pleasure from my own body.

Cole’s hands wrapped tight around me as he set a punishing pace, pushing my body to its limits. Hard and rough, he swept me to the edge of rapture and took me with him over the side.

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