away your day. Even if it’s only for a short time. I’m giving you what you need, Cole. I’m giving you a second.”
Fuck. Today has made me question who I am. But right now, all I can do is hope I have enough time left on this earth to show her how completely fucking obsessed I am with every part of her—inside and out.
Every bone in my body aches from how much I love her.
I put my hands to her jaw and pull her mouth to mine. Her bare tits press against my chest and I can’t get out of my boxers fast enough. My cock is alert and aching for her before we can manage to stumble under the hot water.
Always her.
Ever since she pissed me off on the first day I met her.
“Cole,” she breathes against my lips with barely enough room for the water to run between us. “I’m sorry. Today has been horrid.”
I drag my greedy lips away from hers and I swear she’s crying. Her tears mix with the running water.
She shakes her head. “I wish I could have done more … for you and for Abbott. For Red.”
I put my hands under her arms and lift, her long legs circle me as I press her to the shower wall. I reach under and find my pussy—spread and wet and ready. Sliding two fingers in, I take what’s mine and my cock jumps with jealousy. “Didn’t think I could, but after today, love you even more.”
She presses down on my hand and I circle her clit with my thumb. “Take what you need, Cole. Let me help you forget, even if it is for only a second.”
She has no idea how much I need her.
Bella
Cole hasn’t even won his bet yet and I’m ready to give him everything. As much as his plans frightened me in the beginning, I’d live through everything all over again.
Other than today.
I thought I knew what it was like for my heart to break last year when I sent Cole away, but it was nothing compared to feeling Red’s life slip away under my own touch and not be able to do a thing to save him. Seeing the pain on Abbott’s sweet, beautiful face was too much, and to know Cole was going to lose his father—it killed.
Waiting on him to return from Vermont was harder than telling him Red had a heart attack. I knew it was going to take a miracle to save his father. Unfortunately, there were none of those being handed down from heaven today.
And after it all happened, I needed to be with him.
My head falls back and hits the tile where Cole has me pinned to the wall.
“I’m taking you bare,” he warns before stretching me impossibly wide and thrusting inside.
Yes.
It’s selfish, I know. To want this—no, to crave this—after what he’s lost and been through. I find the longer I’m here with him, the greedier I am. And this time, being together with nothing between us is a gamble. I know my body like I know the current exchange rate. If I’m not currently ovulating, I’m not English with a splash of Welsh.
Greedy.
So much so, if he tried to slide a condom between us right now, I might cry … again. And I’m no crier.
I lift my knees to sink further. Cole’s groan vibrates inside me and I love it. I love what I do to him.
His big hands grip each cheek of my bum, his fingers biting into my skin and muscles and I know I’ll wear his handprints for days. He pulls his head back far enough to look into my eyes. “Don’t leave me. Don’t ever leave me.”
My eyes fall shut as he takes me hard. Thrusting over and over and over, every time connecting with my clit in a brutally delicious way.
My hands work themselves up his thick arms, shoulders, and into his hair where I hold on because I feel it coming. After losing Red, spinning myself into a tizzy trying to be what Abbott needed, and worrying sick for Cole, I’m spent. This orgasm might wreck me.
“Love,” I breathe and grip onto him tighter. I’m on the edge and he’s got me where I have no purchase to move. “Please.”
“I’ll never get enough of you,” he growls and slams into me two more times, not only pushing me over the edge, but picking me up and throwing me over, where I tumble and tumble and tumble.