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I’m left panting on the bed, my body sprawled out as he stands above me, pulling his T-shirt over his head, revealing his tight, cut abs. Holy fuck! He’s hot, and the tattoos… I’ve noticed them more than once but never questioned him about them, and I’m not about to now. It doesn’t stop me from drooling over the tribal markings inked up his arms, or the dragon tattoo covering his ribs. It’s Mia’s name written in bold, cursive writing above his heart that leaves me breathless. It’s just more proof of what a good guy he is and how deeply he loves.
He unbuttons his jeans, leaving them undone, making no move to remove them, disappointing me. That is, until his hands reach under my leather skirt. He grips the hem of my fishnets and pulls them down my legs slowly and seductively.
“Please,” I plead shamelessly, willing to give up my firstborn for him to keep touching me.
He moves back up my body, looming over me, his lips only a breath away from mine. “Shush, relax,” he whispers. I moan when his tongue licks up my neck.
It’s hard to relax when he’s doing that to me.
He’s driving me wild.
To the point of insanity.
Sitting up, I help him remove my Bat-woman outfit, my breathing picking up in anticipation. He pulls the leather material over my head, leaving me in my white bra and black boxers. If I had known we would be doing this, I’d have worn something sexier. I don’t even have time to be embarrassed about wearing cotton underwear, mismatched ones at that, because an animalistic noise escapes Cole, making me forget all about my underwear. My boxers dampen even more when I feel his tongue swirl around my navel.
I run my fingers through his hair and pull him closer, needing more.
Moving back up my body, he kisses me once more, taking my breath away. Pulling back, his eyes look black, dilated, and full of desire.
“Are you sure, Low? I mean,reallysure?” he asks, almost painfully.
I bring his lips closer, moaning when his hot, hard, body touches mine. “I’m really,reallysure. I want this. I want you. I love you,” I breathe, my cheeks flushing.
“Fuck,” he moans, resting our foreheads together, his eyes locked on mine. “Fuck, Low, I love you too.”
I don’t realise how tense I am until he says those three words to me. I relax, falling limp on the bed.
Who knew you could fall head over heels for someone so soon after meeting them. I would tell other people they were rushing into things, that it wasn’t love but infatuation. Now, understanding how I feel about Cole and how deeply those feelings run, I know differently.
No regrets.
He kisses me deeply, swallowing my moans of pleasure as he rocks against me, his trousers soft against my thighs.
I lean up, letting him take my bra off, panting hard when the cool air tightens my nipples. Cole looks down, a carnal growl rumbling from the back of his throat. He takes my puckered nipple into his warm, wet mouth, sucking it gently whilst swirling his tongue around the tip.
My hips grind faster against his hardness, and I groan, needing more friction. I feel like I’m about to explode, the tightness in my core becoming too much for me to handle.
“Liam,” I moan out loud, calling him by his given name.
“Fuck,” he growls, pressing his erection harder against me. “Say it again,” he demands in a possessive tone.
At first, I don’t know what he’s asking for. The sensations he’s evoking in me are causing me to lose all train of thought. When it finally clicks, I open my eyes, looking deeply into his as I lean up, pressing my naked chest against his, making him moan.
“Liam,” I whisper seductively.
He slowly stands up from the bed, looking down at my half naked body with so much appreciation and desire, it sends chills all over me, causing goosebumps to surface.
He drops his trousers, his boxers falling with them, giving me the perfect view of his appendage, and fucking hell, he’s hung. I knew he was big when he rubbed against me, but seeing it up close and pointing at me, it looks even bigger. I want to say it’s beautiful, but who the hell calls a penis beautiful? Weirdos, that’s who! Although, I can’t help but notice how soft and smooth the skin looks, a few blue veins pulsing down the length. My heart skips a beat when I see how turned on he is. The tip of his dick is bright red and purple, bursting at the seams with pre-cum.
“Oh Lord,” I gasp, still watching his huge pointy stick as he looms back over me. When it touches the inside of my thigh, the heat coming from it nearly scolds me.
“Tell me at any time if you want me to stop,” he demands gently, kissing me once more.
I nod, breathing in as he peels my knickers down my legs. When I feel how wet I am, I blush, feeling it run down my arse cheeks, dripping onto the bedsheets.
“I can already smell you,” he admits. I don’t get a chance to answer because he dips his head between my legs, driving me wild and making me scream his name.
Once I’m panting out my release, he’s kissing his way back up my body, until he finally reaches my mouth, capturing my lips in a hungry kiss. I kiss him back, not caring that I can taste myself on him. It tastes sweeter.