Page 141 of The Accidental Wife

I moan, tilting my head back when Cole licks up my throat. “Cole,”

“Mm,”

“We should stop,” I whisper, snaking my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. “My self-control is waning.”

“We will. One more minute.” He breathes, brushing his lips along my jaw before he pulls back and cups my face in his hands. I look up at him, and he gazes deeply into my eyes. “You’re driving me crazy. Being this close to you and not being able to have you is driving me insane, baby.” He tells me, rubbing his nose over mine as he speaks in a low, hoarse tone that makes every hair on my body go up. “I can’t wait to marry you. Two days feels like forever to me right now.” He burrs, kissing my cheek softly. “I can’t wait to go to sleep with you in my arms every night and wake up to your intoxicating scent and this beautiful face every morning.” He declares, kissing my chin. “I want you to have my babies.” He says, almost pleading, and I sigh contently. “I can’t wait to grow old and grey with you.”

I smile, looking up into his eyes. “Those better not be your vows.”

Cole grins attractively and presses his forehead to mine. “These are my private vows to you.” He groans, looking at my lips with heavy desirous eyes. “I want to kiss you so bad.”

“So do I, but we can’t.” I pout like a putout child. “Just keep picturing the moment Elvis says, ‘you can now kiss your bride’ and how amazing it’s going to feel to kiss with all the built-up tension,” I explain, looking at his full pink lips and he moans, licking them.

“Let me suck your bottom lip...just a little bit, a gentle nibble.” He moans, inching close, staring at my mouth.

I watch him and swallow hard. My heated gaze on his lips. “No, because the moment our lips touch, I won’t stop, and neither will you. Kissing leads to touching, and touching leads to...”

“Fucking.” He whispers, ghosting his lips over mine, and I bite my lip hard. “Baby, stop looking at my lips like that.” He warns frowning a little. “I swear I’m a second away from dragging you to Vegas and marrying you tonight to get it over with.” I laugh and cup his face with my hands.

“I do wonder how you spent nine whole months in your mother’s womb?” I tease, and his eyes look over my face before he smirks.

“I didn’t. I got bored and came out early. Ask her, she’ll tell you.” He responds, and I laugh, brushing my fingers over his stubble.

“God, I bet our children will be impatient just like you,” I tell him pointedly, and his lips curl into a slow smile. “What?” I smile when he stares at me.

“You said our children.” He intones excitement evident in his tone, and I avert my gaze. I can feel my cheeks go hot, and I know I resembled a tomato at that moment because Cole fully grins.

“You’re the one that said you wanted me to have your babies.”

He nods, “I do. In fact, I say we get to work on that on our wedding night and throughout our honeymoon because practice makes perfect.” I look at him, surprised.

“What? You want to have kids right away? I thought we’d wait a couple of years.” I utter, and Cole blinks at me, a sudden disheartened on his gorgeous face.

“A couple of years?” He drones, his shoulders slumping. “I was hoping we could have a baby before I’m thirty, but if you’re not ready, then of course, we can wait till you are.”

I smile and rub his jaw affectionately, “Honey, of course I want to have a baby, but not right away. I want us to enjoy one another before we start a family, and I still need to get my degree.” Cole smiles and nods, kissing my wrist.

“But I want to be a Daddy.” He says adorably, and I grin wickedly at him in return, and he pokes up a curious brow.

“You are,” I croon sultrily. “You’re my Daddy.” Cole groans, squeezing my hips, any thought of children quickly gone out of his mind.

“Am I now?” He burrs huskily, biting his lip while he drags his thumb over my bottom lip.

“Si Papi,” I whisper, and he growls, swallowing hard.

“Don’t do that,” He hisses, his voice strained. “You know what it does to me when you speak to me in Spanish.”

“Te quiero mucho, Papi,” I breathe teasingly, telling him I want him in Spanish while brushing my lips along his face. “Estoy loca por ti, mi amor.”

“Fuck.” He moans, grinding himself against me. “Shayla, baby, please, my dick is about to burst. Either fuck me or behave.” He pleads, and I pull back.

“Lo siento, mi amor.” I apologise, and Cole shakes his head and walks out of the kitchen, muttering to himself. “Hey, where are you going?” I chuckle.

“To have a wank!” Cole grumbles, joking, and I throw my head back and laugh. I love teasing him so much. He’s just so adorable when he’s frustrated. I cannot wait to marry him.

Everyone was so happy around us that I was terrified something awful was going to happen. I guess I couldn’t believe everything was finally working out for us, and I’m now always on edge just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“Shayla!” Aimee and Jo call out to me. “We need to talk clothes, get your butt in here, Chica!” I smile and walk out of the kitchen toward Aimee’s bedroom. I can hear them clucking away happily about what they should pack. When Cole suddenly grabs my arm, I gasp. He yanks me into the bathroom with him and presses me up against the door.

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