Page 60 of Untamed Heart
I felt it again. Right there. Three words forming in my heart that would change everything, born of nothing but pure feeling, as deep in my gut as the call to fly out here in the first place had been. I knew he would go anywhere, do anything for me and without question, I would do the same.
He turned to meet my gaze, his brown eyes turned amber in the light.
‘What now?’ I said, only just daring to ask, my heart picking up pace as he walked towards me with measured, careful steps.
‘Whatever you want,’ he replied, voice soft, close enough to lift my chin with his finger as my hand came to rest on his shirt, feeling the ridged definition of his abs underneath. His heart was beating with a similar ferocity to mine, fuelled entirely by raw need.
Our eyes locked as I reached up and he leant down, and right there, the sun forcing my eyes closed, I found his lips. Soft but firm, opening to receive my tongue, meeting it with his as his hands grasped my waist and lifted me right up, pulling my legs back behind him until I was hooked around him.
I gasped, breaking off.
‘No one to interrupt this time,’ he said, walking us over to the pools. ‘Shirt off.’
I raised my eyebrow at the new gruffness to his tone, his need loud and clear.
I dropped my jacket and started on my shirt buttons as he moved his lips up my neck, across my jaw, then gradually, slowly, found my mouth again, the urgency building for us both. I couldn’t focus, my fingers sliding off the buttons and clasping his face instead, brushing the stubble on his cheeks, my other hand in his hair.
He groaned at the touch and as we reached the pools, pulled back and allowed me to finish the job, my shirt fluttering away to the ground beside us. Setting me down gently, his hands brushed up my waist and lingered over my breasts. He waited as I shivered, noting the goosebumps that followed with a lazy smile before he began to work on his own buttons until I intervened, moving his hands out of the way.
‘I figure,’ he breathed, moving to my jeans instead, my own breath hitching as I exposed his broad chest and pushed his shirt down over his shoulders, ‘there’s only one way to do this and stay warm.’
I glanced at the pools just as he did, biting my lip as I smiled.
‘Remember when I found you here before?’ I said, watching as his eyes fixed on my mouth.
‘I haven’t been able to think of much since, Princess,’ he growled, pulling down the zip of my jeans.
‘I couldn’t decide if you hated me or not,’ I breathed as his fingers skimmed across the waistband of my underwear, dipping just inside the lace at the top. His fingertips were cool against my skin, drifting back out to allow me to step back and take off my boots and shimmy out of the jeans, finally standing in front of him in just my underwear, my hair drifting across my face in the breeze. ‘Or whether you really wanted to turn around when I was standing here like this.’
Before he could reply, I slipped down the straps of my bra, unhooked the back and threw it down onto my shirt.
Stunned, he simply stared. I moved back to him, reaching up to find his mouth, shivering under his touch, aching in every part of my body for him.
This kiss was deep, the line crossed. As his own clothes dropped away, his fingers snagged on my pants, working them down slowly, letting them fall.
We stood perfectly still for a moment, pressed together, each dip and curve of my body in line with his. He kissed me again, one hand running slowly down my side, slowing over my breast, continuing down to my hip.
‘You really are perfect,’ he whispered, voice stripped raw, drawing in a breath as I did the same to him. ‘I knew you were perfect that night too. And fuck yes, I wanted to turn around and watch you strip.’
He turned me to the side, lifting my hand and guiding me into the bigger pool. The heat of the water was a welcome relief from the lake’s cool breeze, but as he climbed in after me, I stopped noticing anything else at all.
There was just Cole, drawing me into him, dropping down into the water to level out our height difference.
‘I never hated you,’ he began, his breath uneven as our bodies aligned again. ‘I think I just knew how hard I’d fall for you. How I couldn’t avoid it, wouldn’t be able to cope, if you didn’t feel the same.’
I gazed at him, my words falling away as his arms locked behind my back. This time I wrapped my legs around him myself, smiling as I did it.
‘And what if I do feel the same?’ I whispered, forgetting how to breathe as he kissed my collarbone, then moved down further, his hand and mouth on my breasts. The sensation was overwhelming as I gave myself entirely to him. I knew how I felt about him, had known for a while.
‘Cole, I—’
But he put a gentle finger to my lips.
‘Why don’t you just show me, honey?’
So I did.
Mouth on his, I reached down between us, grinding my hips as my hand gripped his cock. He moaned as I stroked him, slowly, moving him ever nearer to me, the sound in our mouths driving him harder until he slid into me with ease.
