Page 74 of The Friend Zone

His thighs are thick, sculpted by years on ice skates, his legs long and strong.

I squeal, surprised when Cole doesn’t climb back on the mattress, but kneels at the foot of the bed. He grabs my thighs, sliding me down until my ass is teetering on the edge of the mattress.

“What are you?—”

Cole props my thighs on his shoulders and when he lowers his head, the words die in my mouth.

His lips glide from my entrance all the way up my slit. It’s a light touch, with just enough pressure to make goosebumps appear on my skin.

When he reaches the spot that’s throbbing with need, he opens his mouth, placing a soft kiss on it, and I squirm.

I don’t have the chance to say or do anything, because Cole’s mouth doesn’t leave. He sucks my sensitive skin into his mouth just long enough to send a million sparks of pleasure to all my nerve endings.

I gasp, so excited I can barely breathe, and that’s when he releases my heated skin to deliver a hard lashing of his tongue.

Another firm lick follows the first, then another, and I find myself right on the edge without even realizing it.

My clit is pulsing, sending sparks of pleasure everywhere and I’m so close, so fucking close.

Cole lifts his eyes to look at me right before sucking my clit into his mouth again.

That’s my undoing. I don’t even realize that I’m grabbing the slightly longer hair on the top of his head, writhing against his face. Wave after wave of searing hot pleasure crash over me as I move my hips in synch with Cole’s talented mouth.

His kisses eventually slow down, leaving my swollen, over sensitive flesh in favor of my inner thighs, the spot behind my knee.

My entire body is humming, still in the throes of small aftershocks of pleasure.

Cole gives me time, kissing me and caressing me like I’m the most precious thing in the world.

“That was…” I say when I can articulate some kind of coherent thought. “I thought you’d be good at this, but I didn’t know you’d bethisgood.”

If the orgasm he just gave me wasn’t enough of a prize, Cole’s smile is an even better reward. “You have no idea, Bay. No fucking idea. I’ve thought about the way you’d taste, how I’d make you come so many times. I should be certifiably insane. But tasting you, hearing the way you sound when you come, made it worse. I’m addicted to your taste, to your softness. I’m obsessed with you.”

I pull him closer, reveling in the feeling of his hardness against my stomach. “I don’t think that’s going to be a problem. I might be obsessed with your mouth.”

“Good,” he chuckles. “Because I could spend all night feasting on you, baby.”

When we kiss, I can taste myself on Cole’s soft, swollen lips. Despite the intense orgasm I just had, my body reacts with a pang of desire, my core clenching with need.

“For as much as I would love that,” I say, tracing the outline of his erection through his underwear. “I think I need a little more right now.”

He nods, his throat working as he swallows. “So you’re not going to judge me if I last three quarters of a second, right?”

“I promise I won’t,” I reassure him. “We have all night.”

We work together to slide his underwear down his hips and while I could see through his boxers that Cole is pretty blessed when it comes to size… holy shit.

When his cock springs free, I don’t know if I should feel lucky or a little scared.

“You know,” I admit, closing my fingers around his base and gliding my tight fist all the way up to his tip. “I’ve heard rumors about how good you are in bed and that you have a big dick, but I wasn’t prepared for all of this.”

My eyes must still be wide with the surprise, because Cole chuckles, a mixture of pride and bashfulness in his dark blue eyes. “I promise I’ll be gentle, baby. You know I would never hurt you, right?”

“I know.” I say, kissing him while I still stroke him with slow, languid movements. “I trust you, Cole.”

“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. But I just realized that we might not get tο go all the way tonight.”

I halt my movements. “Why not? Are you still worried about coming too quickly? I swear Cole, I don’t care. I?—”