Love Triangle Six Books of Torn Desire - Willow Winters Page 0,31

“You should put a ring on it.”

He tenses, and his response rolls out like a growl. “A piercing?”

“Sure.”

His dick gives a hard jerk inside me. “Tomorrow. We’re busy tonight.”

He peels my sticky body off the fridge and carries me through the hall and into the bathroom. It’s a tiny space, and it seems even smaller since he moved in. With his broad bulky frame, he’s like a bear bumping into the walls and stumbling against the tub and toilet.

As I stretch out an arm to dial in the water temperature in the shower, he holds me on his cock, thrusting me up and down and sucking on my neck.

“I want to fall asleep inside you tonight.” He draws my earlobe into his mouth and circles a finger around my clit, working me into Cole-induced orgasm addiction.

Any woman who claims she doesn’t like sex hasn’t been on the receiving end of Cole’s cock. Unfortunately, I’d be hard-pressed to find many of those women, because he’s plowed his way through the greater St. Louis area.

My molars slam together, and I inwardly curse my ill-timed thoughts.

His fingers pause on my clit, and he leans back. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I kiss his parted lips.

“Bullshit.” He steps into the tub and positions my back beneath the warm spray.

I sigh and relax against his chest, sliding my cheek against his scruffy jaw. “I was thinking about your slutty days.”

“I don’t think about that. Ever.” He shifts, pressing me against the tiles so he can cradle my face in his hands. “My life began the day we met. There is no before. Only you.”

I trace a finger along his dark brow, around the outer corner of one deep brown eye, and follow the chiseled angle of his face. “You’re beautiful.”

He squints. “I’m not a fan of—”

“Handsome.”

“Better.” He crooks a sexy grin and drags his nose alongside mine.

“And manly.” I grip his rock-solid ass, delighting in the feel of soft skin over steel.

“Now you’re talking.”

I love the way he tilts his head to follow me with his eyes. Whenever I’m in his arms, he keeps his face close to mine, always watching, studying, touching his brow, lips, nose, or cheek to mine, as if he can’t get close enough, breathing me in, smelling me, and tasting my skin. His attentiveness is unparalleled. I’ve never met anyone like him.

“Fuck me, Cole.” I suckle on his mouth and rub my tongue against his. “Fill me up.”

He pulls out of me and spins me around to face the wall. His arm swings toward the built-in ledge beside us, sending shampoo and soap to the floor as he grabs what he’s looking for. Lube.

My stomach flip-flops, and I push my ass out like a wanton thing. He oils up his cock and drops the bottle. Then his hand slides over my abs, between my legs, and three fingers sink inside. I rise on tiptoes and flatten my palms against the tiles, my legs trembling against the pleasure sweeping through my body.

His other hand presses against my ribs, just beneath my breast, holding me tight to him. I clutch that hand, lacing our fingers together and squeezing hard.

“I’m ready, Cole.”

He took my anal virginity two weeks after we met and fucks my ass every chance he gets. It’s his weakness. One glimpse of that puckered hole and he can’t control himself. He’s already panting at my ear, grinding and rubbing himself against me while his fingers plunge in and out of my pussy. He’s a goner.

“I won’t be able to hold back,” he growls.

As if he knows another way. Not only is he hard as a rock, he’s well-endowed. Long and wide with a big fat head. I’m going to feel every inch of that gorgeous cock.

He seats the broad tip against my tight ring of muscle and bites the sensitive skin beneath my ear. “Push back, baby.”

I edge back, relaxing into it. His fingers curl inside me, gripping my pussy and maneuvering me where he wants me as he sinks into my ass.

“Jesus, fuck.” It’s a tight fit. I’m not going to last. My body’s already primed, inching toward to the fall into bliss.

By the heaving, groaning noises at my ear, he’s right there with me. He loves anal, but he never lasts long when he takes me this way. It feels too good, so fucking tight and erotic he always finishes within minutes.

“Danni.” He pumps into me frantically, erratically, his entire body shaking with the need to release. “I’m going to…”

He moans,