Page 95 of Sneak Attack

Damn. He’d had the body of a man then, but this… this was otherworldly with the curve of his pecs and the deep groove between his abs. His hair was dark, spread across his chest and following that line, light enough to be sexy as hell. I was gawking at him as he towered over me, it couldn’t be helped. I gasped as his hands went to my hips.

With one quick tug, he had my backside settled at the edge of the bed, his finger quickly working the button and zipper of my cut-off denim shorts and then Cole was dropping to his knees in front of me.

“This okay?”

“Yeah.” More than. Cole on his knees? Sliding down my shorts? It was heaven. I propped myself up on my elbows and shivered as he leaned in, grazed the skin at my inner knee with his lips before trailing upward.

“You always smell so damn good…like raspberries and sunshine.” His large, tanned palms pressed against my knees, spreading me open for him.

A small tremor of fear moved through me. I’d done this before. But it was with a guy from a bar, or a short-term fling and it was generally on the bed under the cover of darkness, not with my blinds open, the moon casting a gentle glow over me, and Cole staring at my sex like it was his most precious treasure.

“Cole,” I whispered, and he jerked his gaze to meet mine. “I’m scared.”

“I know you are.” His fingers brushed along my thigh, up and down, until that fear lessened, and arousal took its place. “You can trust me, though. You know that right?”

Of course, I trusted him. It wasmeI wasn’t quite so sure about anymore.

His fingers grazed my sex, the silk of my thong and he groaned, biting down on his lip. “You’re soaked. This all for me?”

“Always,” I rasped as his fingers found my clit, already pulsing beneath the thin fabric.

“Damn straight.” He dipped his head, and kissed me there, pressed his lips over my sex and the friction of the silk, the heat of his mouth had me arching up for more while my head fell back with blissful pleasure.

Oh, dear sweet heaven. He shoved the silk to the side and kissed me again. He ran his tongue through my wetness, around my clit and then my panties were gone, Cole moving back to tug them down. Every scrape of the soft fabric against my skin along with the tenderness of Cole’s strong hands further stoked the need for more, and when he pressed his mouth to my core again, he added a finger, drawing out a pleasured moan.

“Oh God.”

“You taste better than I expected.” It was the last thing he said before Cole stopped his teasing and featherlight touches and he proceeded to drive me wild. First with his mouth. Then his finger. He added a second that had me clutching the bedspread beneath me. He’d propped my feet to the edge of the bed and my heels dug in, totally exposed to him and vulnerable and yet I’d never felt safer.

I panted, bit down on my lip as he continued eating me like a man who’d finally found his favorite dessert after months of denying himself the pleasure of it.

My climax barreled down on me, hot and fast. It burned through me, and I bucked against his mouth and he gripped my hip to keep me still. “Be quiet,” he reminded me, “we can’t get caught.”

And oh dear God. The thought of that, being found like this, so spread out for anyone to see made me go mad with pleasure and when I came, I pressed a hand to his head, gripped his hair. He groaned with satisfaction as the orgasm rolled through me, more powerful due to my need to be silent and when he brought me down, he kissed the inside of my thigh.

“Good girl, Eden.”

I would doanythingfor Cole, if he continued speaking to me like that.

“More,” I rasped, and I was shuffling further back up the bed. I was still half-dressed and as I removed the tank top I’d worn with a built-in bra, Cole got to his feet.

“God you’re fucking gorgeous, Eden. So damn pretty. So perfect.” His hands went to his athletic shorts, his excitement evident in the very large bulge beneath them. “I cannot tell you the number of times I’ve thought of this very moment.”

“Cole—”

“I mean it. Every damn word. In my mind, and in my heart, you’ve been mine since the day we met.”

A lump lodged in my throat as he spoke, and then all thought evaporated as he shoved off his shorts and climbed onto the bed. His large, muscled body caged me in, and he bent down and kissed me. “You don’t have to agree with me, you don’t even have to feel the exact same, but I promise you now, I’m going to love you so damn hard while you’re here, returning to Florida is never a thought in your mind or an option.”

I couldn’t tell him I did feel the same. I couldn’t tell him I never wanted to leave either. All of this was happening so quickly, and we had so many things to still work through, but there was no way I could leave again.

I wouldn’t survive it a second time.

Instead, I slipped a hand between us and wrapped my hand around his thick, long, and hard length. “Prove it,” I whispered, as he groaned into my mouth.

“Damn, you are perfect.” I slid my hand up and down his length, loving the feel of him and when he lowered his hips, the tip of him brushed along my clit, eliciting a delightful shiver from me. I was ready to go again, ready for the first promise he’d issued to take care of me at least twice.

“I need you,” I admitted and if he heard the depth of that declaration, that it was for more than this night, his body and the promised pleasure he’d provide, he didn’t hesitate.

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