FIFTY-FOUR
LANA
As soon as the words leave my lips, his mouth descends on mine in a passionate kiss. His tongue sweeps across my lower lip, and I moan at the contact.
I shift so that I’m straddling his lap rather than sitting sideways and wrap my arms around his shoulders, reveling in the close contact between us and taking comfort in having him so close.
I part my lips, and his tongue slides against mine, making me moan. His hands land on my hips and he squeezes them before pulling back.
“We need to stop.”
Stop?
What in the ever-loving fuck is he talking about?
“Excuse me?” I pull my arms away from his shoulders and cross them over my chest, raising my brow.
He lets out a deep, long sigh. “You’ve been through so much, and now after the conversation we’ve just had, you’re vulnerable. I don’t want to take advantage of you, baby.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s sweet, honestly, but thisbeing in arelationshipthing means that we’realwaysgoing to be vulnerable with each other. I think you know me well enough by now to know that I would never do anything I truly didn’t want to do. And what I want right now is my boyfriend, who just told me that he loves me, to fuck me. Okay?”
His lips tip up before my world tilts on its axis as he flips us both over, sliding between my parted legs and resting his hands on either side of my head.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he says, staring down at me and pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth before sitting back on his haunches. He strips off his shirt and I stare, completely transfixed, as his abs ripple when he stands and takes off his sweats. He prowls back onto the bed, a feral glint in his eye as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my leggings and pulls them down. I sit up, pulling the hoodie and tank top over my head, grateful I decided to forgo underwear today.
“So damn beautiful,” he murmurs, his eyes raking over me and causing goose bumps to rise up on my skin.
He brings his mouth to mine, kissing me slowly before he works his way down my neck, over my breasts, down my stomach, until he finally settles between my legs, his mouth only inches away from where I need him.
He slowly leans down before a wicked smirk crosses his face, and he flips over so he’s lying on his back.
“Come here,” he murmurs, and I stare at him in confusion. He waves his arm, summoning me, and I sit up before crawling over to him and straddling him again.
“Nah, not there, baby. Up here.” He crooks his finger, and I finally understand.
“You want me to sit on your face?”
“Want you to? No, Ineedyou to.”
Jesus Christ, this man.
I crawl up his body until I’m hovering over his face and staring down at him, a smile curving my lips before I rest my weight on him. I’m not worried about him suffocating. If he does, then at least I can say he died doing something he loved.
I lose myself in the pleasure his mouth brings as he licks, sucks, and just plain old fucking devours me. Two fingers enter me, and my entire body vibrates with the need for more. That is, until he crooks his fingers, hitting my G-spot just right, and I swear, this is the quickest I’ve ever been brought to orgasm.
“Cole,” I gasp and bend forward, resting my hands on the bed behind him. “Fuck, Cole. I’m going to come if you keep that up.”
He mumbles something against me, but it’s too muffled for me to make out, and he ups his pace, fucking me harder with his fingers, and I lose it.
I moan, my hips rocking against him as I bury my face in the crook of my elbow. My entire body feels electric, my vision goes white, and I swear I see stars.
I must collapse, because the next thing I know, Cole is straddling my legs and pressing kisses up my spine, his hard length digging into my ass.
“That was fucking amazing,” I say, awe infused in my tone, and he chuckles. His hands find my hips, lifting them so I’m on all fours.
“Yeah it was, baby. And this will be even better.”
He slides inside me, and my walls squeeze him, still sensitive.
