Page 23 of Under Pressure

He grins at that and flattens his tongue over my tight nipple. The soft lick sends me flying to the moon, and I arch into him. I touch his shoulders, run my fingers over his hard muscles, and his body ripples under my touch.

I widen my legs, opening for him, welcoming him to my body. He takes a gulping breath and kisses a path to my sex, languidly running the soft blade of his tongue over my belly. He settles himself between my legs and pets my sex. I nearly purr.

“You think if I kiss you here it will help?”

“I think it will really help,” I say.

He gives me a soft lick and widens my lips with the tip of his tongue. Heat flashes through me, making me dizzy. With a tongue that is hot and slick, he licks and sucks and pleasures me until I’m shaking all over. As my climax builds, I tighten under his caress, and he traces the length of my sex with his tongue before inserting a finger. Good God, he is such a generous lover, taking his time with me, but I ache to feel his hard flesh inside me. Honest to God, I have no idea how I’ll ever be with another man after him.

His hard length presses against my leg, and I moan, desperate for more. His finger delves deeper, taking me higher, gifting me with a pleasure so intense it’s almost painful.

I touch my breasts, and he slides one hand up my belly and closes his big palm over mine, and together we knead gently. I whimper and toss my head from side to side, as my clit throbs under his tongue.

“You want my cock in here?” he asks, moving his finger in and out of my slick core.

“Yes,” I moan.

His fingers press deeper, harder, increasing the tension until I can no longer hold on. “Just like that,” I cry out.

“Come for me, Reese. Show me how much you want my cock.”

He pushes another finger in, and I shatter beneath his touch. As my pleasure spikes, the entire world closes in on me, and the flashes before my eyes have nothing to do with the storm raging outside.

He stays between my legs until I stop clenching, then his fingers and mouth abandon my sex, and he climbs up my body. I stroke his back an

d tremble with anticipation. I shift until his cock is right there. All I need is for him to piston forward and enter me.

“Shit,” he says. “We can’t do this.” My heart crashes. Oh, God, he doesn’t want this. I take a quick second to berate myself. I never, ever should have initiated this, tonight or the first time in the cave. I’m about to scramble away when he says. “I’m out of condoms.”

When I can breathe again, I say, “It’s okay. I don’t want to use one, anyway.”

His gaze moves over my face, the tenderness in his eyes touching me more deeply than anything before. “Reese?”

I touch his cheek and he leans into my hand. “I want to feel you, Cole. I’m clean.”

“I’m clean, too. I’ve never had sex without protection.” He shakes his head and his hair falls into his eyes. “But you went off the pill. To give your body a break, remember?”

“How do you…” I begin and then stop and shake my head. This is Cole, and he seems to know everything about me. “I know where I am in my cycle and my chances of getting pregnant are low.”

He cups the side of my head and drops a soft kiss onto my mouth. “If it’s what you really want.” Another soft kiss. And another.

“Only if you do.”

He peppers more tender kisses over my face and whispers, “Yeah, I do.”

He positions himself at my opening and closes his mouth over mine as he slowly rubs his cock over my sex. I arch into him.

“More,” I whisper, his hard erection teasing my clit. “Please. All of you.”

He traces light circles over one nipple then drags a hand down my side to hold my hip. “Are you begging for my cock, Reese?”

“Yes, I want it.” Forever. “I want you to push inside me.”

“To distract you?” he asks.

No, because I love you.

“Yes,” I answer and keep my eyes shut so he can’t read me.

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