Shift Out of Luck(16)

Instead, he moves over me and he pins my arm back against the flattened mattress. His breathing is a rough rasp in his throat, and his face is so close to mine that I can feel the warmth of his breath and smell the spicy, outdoorsy musk of his scent. “You saved yourself for me?”

His weight presses between my thighs, his hips cradling mine, and I have to fight the urge to wrap my legs around his hips and lock my feet. I nod.

“This body is all mine?” God, there’s such a throaty growl in his voice. It’s making me tingle in all kinds of places. Again, I nod.

Cole gives another harsh groan, and then his mouth swoops down on mine. I gasp under him, startled at the brutality of the kiss. I love it, though. When his lips mash against mine, I whimper and arch up against him again, rocking my hips. His tongue dips into my mouth, and I slide mine against his, encouraging him to give me more.

His hand cups my breast, and I cry out because it feels so good. He’s got calluses all over his fingertips and palms, and they rub against my nipple in a way that drives me wild.

“You like that?” His voice is husky and deep, and it makes me wet to hear. “You like my big, rough hands on you, Adelaide?”

I moan. “God, yes.”

He pinches my nipple between his fingers, and when I moan, he slides his hand lower, past my sticky stomach. His hips lift off mine and a moment later, I feel his hand pushing between my folds.

“You’re so fucking wet for me. I can’t believe I’m the only one to touch you like this, Adelaide. You’re the hottest fucking piece I’ve ever seen. And you saved this sweet pussy for me?”

I nod, my breath gasping. He’s so close to touching my clit that I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter as each second passes.

“Need to claim you,” he growls, and buries his face against my throat. His fingers press against my clit and rub, and I jump as if shocked.

My fingers dig into his shoulders. “Yes! Claim me. I’m all yours, Cole.” I slide one leg around his hips and rub the bubble of his ass with my foot. God, his butt is incredible.

He growls again, and it sends an electric thrill through my body as he nips at my throat. “You want me to take you, Adelaide?”

God, do I ever. I hold him tighter against me. “I’m yours.”

Cole grabs my thigh and pushes my legs open wide, and his hips settle between mine again. I cling to his neck, waiting for more kisses or for him to pull a condom out so we can take things to the next level.

But the head of his cock nudges at my entrance, and then I forget about everything.

“Gonna make you mine,” Cole breathes. He claims my mouth in a hard kiss and then pushes into me.

It feels like I’m being ripped open for all of a second. A small shriek escapes my throat, only to be swallowed up by his kiss.

“Shh,” he murmurs against me, holding me close as I quake. “My Adelaide.”

The throbbing inside me turns into a dull pain, and then slowly subsides. As it does, I become aware of his big body pressing down on mine, of how deep he is inside me, how very close we are to each other. And I start to like it.

I shift my weight, vaguely aware of the hard earth under my back but more aware of Cole and the way he covers me.

“Okay if I move?” he asks, and his hips push a little against mine.

I nod.

He nuzzles me and slowly pulls out, then pushes into me again. There’s a small twinge, but other than that, it doesn’t hurt. He kisses me again, and his tongue coaxes mine as he begins a languid rhythm, stroking into me. After the first few pushes, there’s no more discomfort, and I start to enjoy it.

I also start to worry I’m not doing enough. Should I lift my hips? Bounce against him? Play with his nipples? I hate being a virgin. I slide my hand along his side. “What do you want me to do? How should I touch you?”

“You touch me however you want to, baby,” he tells me. And then he thrusts again, harder this time.

A gasp escapes my throat, and I try to remember to move my hand over his skin, touching him everywhere. I love the feel of his strong back, and the soft skin of his buttocks over the hard steel of the muscle underneath. All the while, he keeps thrusting into me and murmuring possessive words. It feels good, but not like before, when he drove me crazy. Just…kind of pleasant. I enjoy the feel of his big body over mine more than anything else.

He nips at my ear. “How does it feel, Adelaide?”

“Good?” I tense. “Am I doing something wrong?”

“Nope. I am.” He kisses me again and sucks gently on my lower lip, until I’m moaning with need from his kisses. Gosh, I love kissing him. I could kiss him for weeks on end.