Page 93 of The Pact

Unexpectedly, Cole pulls away and drops me to my feet. I’m about to protest, but he grabs my hand, dragging me out of the shower. He climbs into the tub that’s now filled with steaming water. I follow.

“On your knees, love.” I want to question him, however, think better of it and sink down until I’m half submerged in the warm water. “Hands on the edge of the tub.”

My fingers grab the lip of the round basin. That’s when I notice the full-length mirror directly across from us. In it, I see Cole still standing behind me, admiring the view of my ass in the air. He must feel my eyes on him because they meet mine in the reflection. He wants to see everything. A rush of warmth makes the pressure between my legs unbearable.

I push my ass towards him, urging him to fuck me.

Cole doesn’t waste a minute. He lowers himself and nudges my legs open to accommodate him. I glance back over my shoulder, loving the view of him behind me. “Eyes forward, Thea.” I lick my lips, wanting to take charge like I had in the shower. “Now,” he orders sternly.

His sudden assertiveness makes me bite my lip and look into the mirror. Well, this view is better anyway, I reason.

I watch as Cole smooths a palm over my back. Then I feel him push into me. His other hand grips my hip as he thrusts all the way in. “Oh, fuck. Cole…” I pant out. This position lets him go so much deeper.

“What do you need, love? Tell me.” I meet Cole’s eyes in the mirror.

“I want you. Just you.” He pulls out and slams into me as soon as the words leave my mouth. And he doesn’t stop, even as the water sloshes out of the tub.

He’s relentless as he fucks me like it might be the first and only time he does. I’m lost in the overwhelming sensation of it all and of my building release. My eyes fall closed.

His hand runs over my the nape of my neck and he fists my hair, yanking it. “I said, eyes forward. I meant it.” I open them. The sight of us in the mirror pushes me closer to the edge. “I want you to see your face when I make you come. I want you to remember how much you fucking love me and what I do to you.”

The words make me whimper. I will. I will. I will. I can only think it.. The words won’t come out over the sound of my cries and moans. But I will remember, I know that much.

Cole’s hand leaves my hip as he hits a small silver button at the edge of the tub. Suddenly, the surface is foaming and bubbling as the jets send a powerful rush of water towards us. Cole shifts to the left, bringing me with him and… Oh fuck.

One of the jets is centered between my legs, the pressure of the water pushes into my clit.

“Is that the right spot, love?” I can barely move, let alone speak. Instead, I nod. I’m about to come almost immediately. The feel of Cole’s cock and the jet working me is too much to handle.

I’m screaming his name as I clench around him. My whole body tenses as my eyes shut tight. Then I open them, recalling what Cole’s words. Eyes forward.

“Shhh,” he hushes. “They’re going to think I’m killing you in here.” I clamp my hand over my mouth, stifling the sounds as much as I can.

He’s still fucking me and the jet hasn’t let up—being quiet isn’t an option.

Cole’s fingers dig into my hip hard and his grip on my hair tightens. He’s close. Watching us in the mirror is bringing me close again, too. I keep my hand in place, not wanting to be too loud.

Thrusting one last time, Cole finishes, buried deep inside of me with his eyes never leaving mine in the reflection.

He may have stopped, but the jet continues and I’m coming again.

“Fuck, you’re like a vice grip,” Cole groans and pulls out.

We both collapse in the tub, utterly exhausted from a long day and using the rest of our energy on each other. I look over at him and smile. “That was worth the wait.” He smirks.

“It absolutely was.” Leaning over, he kisses me on the forehead. It can’t get much better than this.

I finally take a minute to connect to the Wi-Fi, notifications pop up on my phone, but only a few matter. There’s a missed call from Cassie. I look at the time. I’ll call her tomorrow. Then, I see a bunch of missed messages in the group chat.

Damian: What time will you guys be back?

Damian: ?

Sutton: Everything okay, Thea?

Cole: Sorry. We ran out of gas. Couldn’t get a ride to a gas station. Staying here for the night.

Wesley: Tell me you didn’t leave my car on the side of the road…

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