Page 80 of Tempted Hearts
“Very much.”
I opened my eyes, grabbed her wrist, and pulled it away. Then I kissed her again, deep and desperate, only stopping long enough to scoop her into my arms.
“I’m too heavy,” she said.
“You’re perfect.”
My eyes never left hers as I carried her up the stairs to the loft bedroom and laid her onto the bed. I pushed my underwear down and positioned myself between her legs, just as I promised.
“When you come,” I said, spreading her open with my thumbs, “don’t push me away. Don’t beg me to stop. Because I won’t.”
She wasn’t bashful in the slightest, and I loved it.
“Awfully controlling in the bedroom, aren’t we?”
I leaned down and licked her slowly, deliberately. When I looked up again, her hands were gripping the comforter.
“Only if you want me to be.”
She blinked as the realization settled in. I could be any kind of lover she wanted. But here, taking control felt right.
“Do that again.”
Every nerve in my body screamed to obey. Instead, I held her gaze.
“In here,” I said softly, “I’m in charge.”
No hesitation. Only interest.
“Cole.”
The way she said my name told me everything. I buried myself in her, making it my mission to give her the greatest climax of her life. My thumb found her, my mouth followed, my focus absolute.
I didn’t relent. Not when she called my name. Not when she arched and circled her hips. Not when she demanded it. Just like I promised, I took everything she gave me, wanting her to feel a pleasure she’d never known before.
I was all in. For her.
“Oh my God, Cole,” she gasped. “What was that?”
A good start.
I wiped my mouth slowly with my thumb.
“Holy shit. That was definitely not what I was expecting.”
I kissed my way up her body, tasting every inch.
“What were you expecting?” I asked.
“Not that.”
I kissed her again, slid a pillow beneath her hips.
“What’s that for?”
“You’ll see. God, you’re gorgeous.”
A dangerous thought crossed my mind, how easily I could get used to that look on her face.
