Page 36 of The Ranger
“Fucking hell,” he moans, gathering up my hair and using it as a remote control.
I lower, holding one hand under my belly to support the baby as he steps closer.Then, I take all of him into my mouth.
Immediately I gag.
He’s big, and it would be impossible to do this without gagging unless you’re a pro.
I’m not.
“God, Scar.Nothing is sexier than seeing my cock inside your mouth.”
“Mmm.”
“Your mouth is perfect.”
I work him as best I can with one hand and my mouth while he presses deeper.
“Fuck, fuck,” Cole growls.“I want to come inside you.”
My heart pounds.
I want it, but my stupid imagination has us falling in love and living happily ever after since the other night.I need boundaries.
“Oral only,” I mumble, licking the tip and then sucking in my cheeks to push him further.
His eyes dip to mine, and an understanding is shared.Then he closes them and comes in my mouth.
Thirty minutes later, we are both cleaned up and my feet are on Cole’s lap, and the TV is quietly playing in the background while he rubs them.
I’m almost asleep, but clearly Cole thinks I am already, because his next words surprise me.
“God, Scarlett, you’re so fucking beautiful when you’re asleep and not mouthing off at me.”
I barely draw in my next breath.
He thinks I’m beautiful.Is there a chance...no, stop.
Cole does not love me.
I guess I’m grasping at straws.Being a single mom is not some life sentence.But what if...what if it's not about ending up like my mom.What if...what if I do really like this man?
He will be a great father.I know that.
He’s also a dominant alpha who knows what he wants.Cole has had four months to tell me he feels something more.
I’ve spent three days jerking off, dreaming of your naughty cunt.
He’s a horny man.
That’s all this is.
