Fuck the voice, and fuck the recipe. I know how to get your mind off it.”
“You plan to fuck it out of me?”
“Hard and deep until you can’t think straight.”
Oh, God.
“It’s the middle of the night,” she said, fretting. “We’ll make too much noise.”
She wasn’t able to keep quiet to save her life, not when Cole had his hands on her.
She was still amazed they’d gotten away with Cole finger fucking her at Rosita’s. Or maybe they hadn’t; who knew? She’d been so high on endorphins afterward, she’d been in la-la land. Even her mother had commented on her rosiness on their way back.
“You can scream as much as you want. It doesn’t bother me. It only makes me want to fuck you more.”
Didn’t she know that. “She’ll hear us.”
“Don’t give a shit.” He stood up with her in his arms and headed for their bedroom. Before arriving, he stopped and said, “You know she’s wrong, right?”
“Which part?”
His eyes were ablaze. “Every fucking part. You looked fantastic in that dress today. Fucking fantastic, baby. Everyone was staring at you. And the way you moved. A wet dream come true. There’s nothing wrong with you. Never has been. Never will be. You’re perfect the way you are, with that gorgeous ass that takes my breath away and these beautiful, homegrown tits that are made for my hands. I love you, sweet thing. Every inch of you. Your body is curvy, soft, and inviting as a woman’s should be. You couldn’t feel better than you do, baby. Any better and you would give me a stroke.
“There’s some people who can’t live without putting others down. The lower they knock others, the better they feel. Their self-esteem depends on that. Your mom is one of those. I don’t think she even realizes it. As a matter of fact, I’d say she believes she has your best interest at heart. She doesn’t see that breaking a horse won’t let you rebuild it stronger. You just break the horse. Especially if the horse didn’t need any improvements to begin with.”
“You comparing me to a horse? Because it’s better than comparing me to a cow, but still.”
He barked out a laugh. She loved the wrinkles around his mouth when he smiled, and the creases on his eyes. So sexy. “You know what I mean, love.”
Yes, she did.
When they entered the bedroom, Cole put her on her feet, chucked his boxers, and sat on the bed. “Strip.”
The lights were on, but she knew Cole better than to suggest turning them off. Besides, she loved watching him. And Cole wasn’t the concession-offering type, especially when it came to sex. He liked to run the show. Knew what he wanted and how, and any attempt to hide from him made him behave more like a marauder. Not that she had anything against that either.
Cole looked at her intently while she shrugged off her sweatpants. “You know, if you’re worried about the sounds and your mom hearing us, we could put on some music. You could do a striptease for me.”
“Striptease? Me?” In which parallel universe would that happen? Her body image had improved a lot since Cole, but not that much. “I don’t know how to be a tease with my body.”
“Bullshit. It’s not that different from salsa dancing.”
“Yes, it is.” In salsa, she was being directed. She was reacting. Being sexy while doing it, sure, but reacting nevertheless. And she was dressed. It was much easier to be sexy while dressed than while getting naked.
She scurried out of her T-shirt and panties and stood naked in front of him.
“Come here,” he ordered, his eyes fixed on her.
A wave of heat swept over her. “There it is, that obey-me-or-else tone.”
“You like it. It turns you on.”
True.
She reached for him and kissed him softly, caressing his chest and broad shoulders, marveling at how warm he was, how his muscles flexed under her touch. “How do you want me? My pussy, my ass, my mouth?”
“I’ll take all of them,” he growled, “but first I want to eat you out. Offer yourself to me.”
Okay. She knew what her man liked. She went on the bed on all fours, spread her legs, and lifted her ass, presenting it to him.
He trailed his finger from her inner thigh up to her core. Circled her clit and probed her entrance. “Fucking beautiful, but not like this.” Before she could react, he turned her around and positioned her upright on her knees with her back to