Page 70 of Love Me Again

“Oh, okay, well, thank you for watching Alaia. We appreciate you both very much.” Shayla expresses, hugging her mum, who says they’re happy to watch Alaia whenever we needed. We walk them to the door and wave as they walk to my mother's range rover. We wait for them to drive off before I close the door and back Shayla up against it; she looks up at me with those jade eyes that penetrate straight through to my soul every time she looks at me.

“Alone at last...” I utter, gathering her arms up over her head.

“Cole, we’re not supposed to have sex.” Shayla breathes when I trail my free hand down her side and slide them under her shirt till I feel her warm skin. Shayla gasps when my cold fingers touch her soft skin, and she quivers visibly.

“I know, but...” I hoarsely drawl as I lower my head, brushing my lips along her throat. I stop at her collarbone, sucking her pulse point until she moans, biting her bottom lip while she arches her body up. “Let me explore your body, just a little baby.” I groan as I peel her shirt up slowly before I tie it around her wrists, binding them together while Shayla looks up at me, her green eyes staring into mine fiercely.

“I’m sure this is against the rules.” She whispers as I stare at her beautifully soft, plump lips, which she licks provokingly.

“Fuck the rules.” I hiss when she rocks her hips against mine, deliberately brushing herself against my throbbing erection. I grind myself against her, and we both moan audibly. “Feel that, sweetheart? That’s what you do to me.” I groan, ghosting my lips over hers. “I lay in bed night after night, staring at that fucking wall between us, picturing all the things I would do to your beautiful body if you were next to me,” I whisper, biting her bottom lip and tugging it lightly. Shayla’s breathing quickens, and she tightens her fingers around mine. “Do you want to know what I think about baby?”

Her eyes close, and she swallows hard, “Yes.”

I can feel her body trembling with anticipation, so I lift her into my arms and press her against the wall beside the door. Shayla’s legs wrap around my waist, and she rocks herself against my erection again, eliciting another drawn-out guttural moan from me. “First, I think about kissing these beautiful lips. Like this...” I sigh lustily as I drop a soft kiss on her lips before I part them and kiss her hungrily, sucking her tongue into my mouth, earning a whimper. I pull back from the kiss, leaving her breathless, panting to catch her breath. “And then I wrap my hand around my rock-hard cock and imagine biting and teasing your hard nipples.” I groan, kissing down her throat to the path between her engorged breasts. I swiftly unclip the clasp from behind and slide the bra up her arms as I flick my tongue over a hardened nipple, and she arches up, biting her lip, and lets out a breathy moan. “And you moan for me just like that,” I whisper gruffly while tugging her nipple between my teeth.

“Uhh, Cole,” Shayla moans, pressing her forehead against her arm I still had pinned up over her head.

“I stroke myself slow and steady as I picture myself kissing every inch of your body, baby.” I moan, rubbing my erection against her. Shayla cries out, rocking herself against my rigid length, her body trembles with every urgent thrust of her hips. “And then I stroke harder when I picture pushing your legs apart and licking slowly between your folds, my tongue savouring your sensational taste, and my God baby, do you taste good.” I moan, unbuttoning her jeans and sliding my fingers into her now soaked panties as I drag my finger up through her slit.

Shayla moans patently, pressing her forehead to mine when my finger brushes against her clit. “Oh baby, I want to watch you come wildly for me,” I whisper, kissing her softly as I rub her clit in slow lazy circles, and she mewls sensually as she grinds herself against my fingers, demanding more contact. “Fuck.” I groan, sinking a finger deep inside her, and my head spins when she clamps down around my fingers. “You’re so fucking tight,” I growl lowly as I slide my fingers out and thrust them into her again and again while my thumb strokes her clit, bringing her closer to her climax. “That’s it, Gorgeous, let me see you come apart for me, come all over my fingers, sweetheart.”

Shayla’s body stiffens, and she pants, “Oh Cole, uhh baby, fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming!” She cries out, rocking her hips as she quakes in my arms. I moan, kissing her hard and deep when I feel her walls flutter around my fingers as she orgasms. “Oh my god...” She breathes, pressing her forehead to mine.

“I want you so fucking bad,” I growl, sliding my fingers out of her. Shayla watches me breathlessly as I lift my fingers to my lips and suck them clean. My eyes roll to the back of my head when my tastebuds explode at the second-hand taste of her. This girl is going to be the death of me. I have never wanted anyone the way I want her. She’s driving me fucking bat shit crazy.

“Cole,” She pants, biting her bottom lip. I open my eyes and meet her glowing gaze.

“Yes baby.”

“Make me yours.” I stare into her eyes for a long moment, my heart up in my throat. She’s said those words to me before. I had a very vivid dream of her saying those words to me before we made love.

“You’ve said that to me before,” I whisper, holding her gaze, and Shayla nods, her lips curling into a breath-taking smile. “Do I say anything back?” Shayla shakes her head.

“No. You just look at me like you just did, smile, and kiss me before you completely turn my world upside down.”

I smile, pressing my forehead to hers. “Oh baby, I'm going to make you mine again and again all through the night.” I declare before I draw her mouth to mine, kissing her slow and deliberate.

And I kept that promise. Once we got Alaia down for the night, we spent hours making love, and it hit me once again how crazy I am about this girl. Sex with her wasn’t just sex— it’s no wonder I was so obsessed with her. Shayla’s something else, something out of this world, and I want to spend every second of everyday drowning in her love.

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