“Enough of my tattoos. It’s my turn now. Come here.” His hands touched my waist, warming my skin as he kissed a trail down my chest. “What’s this?” He dropped a kiss between my breasts as he unhooked my bra.
A few sprinkles scattered from the cups and landed between us.
“Oh, that.” I looked down at my chest and let out a small giggle. Beneath my bra, my chest was streaked with melted food dye from sprinkles and colored sugar, like a swirly faded rainbow tattoo. “We had a sprinkle fight. What turned into a couple of handfuls of sprinkles and dyed sugar crystals tossed around in the kitchen ended up as a bucketful being dumped over my head. I guess some went down my sweater.”
“Damn. Why is this so sexy?” He licked up the underside of my breast, taking my nipple into his mouth with a hard pull.
I drew in a sharp breath. “Cole. Yes…”
“You taste like candy.” He sucked harder. My core clenched as I rocked against his hardness. “So fucking sweet.”
“Don’t stop. Please…”
“More?”
“Yes. More. Harder.” He sucked harder while pinching and rolling the other nipple between his finger and thumb. It was debatable which felt better.
With a pop, he pulled away. “You have the prettiest breasts I’ve ever seen.”
“Are you a boob man, Cole?” I panted, grinding my hips against his now hard cock and wishing we were naked. I wanted to feel him inside me.
“No, I’m your man, Madi. And you are beautiful. Everywhere.” His eyes were hazy with pleasure as he looked up at me.
My heart unfurled its broken wings and flew around in my rib cage before settling back into place with a shuddering boom.
“Let’s go to my bedroom. I can’t do this with the cats watching us.”
“Anything you want.”
He slipped his hands beneath my thighs and stood.
“Over there.” I gestured to the door down the hall on the left as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
He walked us to my room, threw the door open, and let me slide down his body before gently pushing the door shut.
Chapter 20
Cole
Islammed my lips to hers and let my palms drift down to finally grab hold of that gorgeous heart-shaped ass of hers I’d been dying to get my hands on. “You feel so good,” I whispered against her lips. “Is this okay? Are you sure?”
“Yes.” Her voice was a breathy moan. “I want this. I want you so much. Come to bed with me. Victor was judging us out there, I could tell.”
I pulled away to take her hand, smiling as she tugged me toward her bed.
Seizing her face between my palms, I kissed her again.
Her hands drifted down my sides to follow my belt line around to the buckle, where she gave a little tug before undoing it.
My abs clenched, and hot desire shot to the base of my spine,making me hard. I was already burning for her, but the touch of her hands so close to my cock nearly drove me insane.
Not wanting this to be over so fast, I took her wrists in my hands, moving them behind her back as I kissed her again. Her touch drove me to the brink, and I wanted to focus on her.
“Fuck. I knew it would be like this with you,” I groaned against her lips.
“Like what? Tell me.”
“It’s almost too much, having your hands on me. Don’t talk. Shh.” Slamming my eyes shut, I inhaled a deep breath. “I need a minute, or this will only last a minute.”