Risking the Crown (The Crown 2)

My body was on fire. I had never been kissed like that, and I was positive no one else could do what Cole had just done to me. I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself when all I really wanted was for Cole to kiss me again.

“Fuck. I’m sorry. I got a little carried away.” He hung his head. “I should get you back to the party. Sasha’s going to start looking for you, or Lance will.”

“No.” I shook my head. “I don’t want to go back to the party.”

“Kaitlyn,” he growled into the side of my neck. “It was a mistake.”

I refused to let go of him. It was a kiss I had waited nearly ten years to taste.

“Can I walk you home if you don’t want to go back?” he offered.

I let Cole keep his hand clasped at my side. We walked in silence along the boardwalk to the edge of the motel. I was in unchartered territory.

We stopped in front of my room. The emptiness of the Dune Scape parking lot made me feel like Cole and I weren’t just the only people at the motel, but also the only people on the island. I held up the key.

“Thanks for walking me back. I had fun.” My eyes shot to his.

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Cole leaned his arm against the frame of the door. I felt my heart racing and the heated feeling in my belly. “This is goodnight, darlin’.”

I pushed the door open and tugged his shirt. “No one has to know, Cole.”

His eyes narrowed and he followed me inside.

11

Cole

I wanted to drink the innocence off her. I slammed the door closed behind us and pulled Kaitlyn against me. She whimpered softly as my lips crushed against hers.

My tongue twisted against hers. I shoved the tank top over her head, squeezing her tits as I passed over them. She was soft and sweet. Pure. Gorgeous. And somehow Kaitlyn had grown up and I hadn’t noticed it. Until now.

She was in my hands. Under my hungry mouth.

I didn’t have any restraint. I didn’t think I had the willpower to search for it. To hell with holding back. What was one night? One night of fucking nirvana with this perfect woman.

Her lips were full and firm as I sucked them between my teeth. I had to know what the rest of her tasted like. I wanted to lick her. Suck her. Lap her juices. I led her backward, yanking her shorts to the floor.

I kissed her collarbone and along the lines of her stomach. She sighed when I breathed along the lace band of her panties. With one hot breath between her legs, I commanded and she sat on the edge of the bed.

I threaded the lace off her legs tossing the thong on the floor.

I kissed the inside of her thigh, nipping as I made my way to her slice of heaven.

“Cole.” She breathed.

My fingers worked between her folds. Fuck. She was so wet. I groaned as I licked between her slick lips, lapping at her clit. Her head fell backward as I worked my tongue inside her pussy.

My cock was hard. Throbbing. Ready.

I pushed her knees wider, needing more. Thirsty to drown myself in her.

The sweet sounds of her release started. Her walls clutched against my tongue and I sucked hard against her, waiting for her to come in my mouth.

“Come, baby,” I groaned, commanding the orgasm to crest.

She panted. Her hips jerked. And with one long sigh she trembled, falling off a cliff. God, it was a beautiful sound.