Page 41 of Don’t Leave (Stay #2)

Now that most of our clothing has been shed, we stare at each other for a long heartbeat. He’s still in his boxers and I’m in nothing more than my panties.

His eyes darken as they lick over my nearly naked body, taking in every dip and curve. The way he stares makes me feel beautiful.

“I’ve missed you so damn much, baby.” His gaze singes my flesh with their golden intensity. “And I’ve missed this.”

It feels as if there is a magnet pulling me to him as I close the distance between us until the tips of my breasts are pressed against his chest. I lift my hands until my palms can cup his cheeks.

“I’ll never be able to apologize enough for hurting you,” I whisper. It makes me sick that I allowed something—someone—come between us.

And I could have lost him.

With his gaze holding mine, he leans into my touch. “It’s behind us now and we don’t have to talk about it anymore.”

I reach up, stretching on my tiptoes until I can press my lips to his. “I love you more than anything.” One hand falls away from his cheek and trails down his hard body before slipping inside his underwear until I’m able to hold a different part of him.

He groans as I tighten my grip around his rigid length. A moment later, he’s thrusting his hips, moving against me. It’s such a turn on to watch his whiskey-colored eyes cloud with pleasure.

“I won’t last very long if you keep that up,” he groans as I continue stroking him.

Before I can torment him any further, he sweeps me up into his arms and walks us to the bed before depositing me in the middle of it.

He crawls onto the mattress and up my body until I’m stretched out beneath him.

Hovering above me, he reaches out and strokes my breasts, plucking at my nipples until I’m the one making desperate noises deep in my throat and shifting with need.

When I can’t stand another second, he leans forward and kisses one stiff tip before giving the same attention to the other side.

His mouth licks and sucks a hot trail down my ribcage to my navel until he arrives at the elastic band of my panties. Cole knows exactly what I like and how to touch me to elicit the most pleasure.

And I love it.

Love the way he worships my body so completely.

My breath catches as he lowers the pink cotton material down my hips, bearing me one tortuous inch at a time. My heavy-lidded gaze stays locked on him. I love the possessive look filling his eyes as he stares at me.

Once my panties have been stripped away, he places a gentle kiss against my pussy. My hips arch off the mattress in response. All I can think about is the feel of his lips caressing me, nuzzling me, licking me with long, deliberate strokes.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby.” His gaze flicks upward until it can capture mine as his tongue slides over my flesh. “Mmm. You’re already so nice and wet for me.”

My head lolls back as sensation explodes inside my body. I widen my legs, wanting to feel him lick every inch of me. I’ve missed this just as much as he has.

“You taste so damn good.”

He nibbles at my delicate flesh until it feels like I might lose my mind.

Pleasure ratchets up inside me as his tongue strokes over my clit, circling the tiny bundle of nerves.

A whimper escapes from me as he continues to lash me over and over again.

My body vibrates with the need he’s stoked to life.

I arch against him, needing to get closer. I’m so close to splintering apart. So close to screaming with the thick tension coiled tightly in my core.

“Do you want my cock or tongue?”

The growled-out question sends a spasm of arousal shooting through me and pushes me closer to the precipice.

All I want him .

Cole.

My mind cartwheels. I’m not even sure I can string together a passable sentence. “Cock,” I gasp, “I need your cock.”

With a final kiss pressed against me, he rises to his feet and quickly sheds his boxers. My gaze fastens onto his groin as his cock springs free.

He reaches into his nightstand drawer and pulls out a condom before sheathing himself in it and then he’s back on the bed, kneeling between my spread thighs. Not a heartbeat later, the blunt head of his cock nudges my entrance.

Bliss.

Pure bliss.

There are no other words to describe the feeling he instills in me.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he groans through clenched teeth, carefully inching his way inside me.

As my inner muscles lock around him, waves of pleasure wash over me. I lift my hips, arching toward him, needing him to fill me to the brim. We both sigh as he slides deep inside me before pulling out and then thrusting back in.

Ten strokes.

That’s all it takes before he’s spilling himself inside me and I’m shattering around him.

Once the condom has been disposed of, Cole gathers me into his arms and pulls me to him until I’m sprawled out across his chest. The steady thumping of his heartbeat fills my ears.

I sift my fingers through the sprinkling of dark hair across his chest before trailing them over his nipples. When they harden, I lean over, licking and sucking each one into my mouth.

“You’re going to kill me,” he groans.

A grin springs to my lips as I continue to play with his body. From the corner of my eye, I watch as his thick shaft stir to life again.

“I really missed you,” I tell him between kisses.

His fingers settle beneath my chin before he lifts it until my gaze locks on him. “I missed you too. Maybe that’s what we needed to go through in order to find our way back to each other.”

I allow his words to roll around in my brain before nodding. “I don’t want anything else to come between us.”

“It won’t.” His hands lock around my ribcage before he pulls me on top of him. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

When I spread my legs, his hard shaft slips inside me and we’re making love all over again. As amazing as it was the first time, this is even better, because it’s long and slow and perfect.

The feel of him filling my body, making me feel complete, is the most beautiful part.

I can’t imagine sharing myself like this with anyone other than Cole.