Sweet Satisfaction

I leaned into him. “Just say, ‘Yes you can help me .’”

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I barely uttered the words before he closed the space between us, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me toward him. I tasted the beer on his lips and his tongue. Within seconds, the shirt I had been borrowing shimmied down my arms, and Cole’s lips grazed my shoulder and the line of my dress. I wanted him to rip that dress off me. I wanted less between us. I tugged at the bottom of his T-shirt to pull it over his head. My mouth found his again in the dark, and I moaned as he kissed me deeper and harder .

“Cole—I …” My body was responding to every flick of his tongue and every time his lips moved against mine. He was the most incredible kisser. If he kept doing that thing with his tongue, he could convince me to do anything. I pulled myself into his lap, needing to be closer to him .

The roughness of his palm surprised me as it trailed over my leg, hiking the hem of my dress as he shoved the fabric out of his way. I moaned quietly as his thumb pressed deeply along my inner thigh. It was tender and possessive at the same time. The pressure in such a sensitive spot made my skin burn for more touching. I rocked my hips forward .

“We said we weren’t going to do this,” he growled .

His voice was breathy .

“I should at least thank you for saving me tonight,” I teased .

His mouth covered mine in a forceful kiss. Did he feel everything I did? Was he as addicted ?

“Just one more night,” he groaned .

I nodded. “One more .”

We rose from the blanket and walked back to the motel in silence .

Fifteen

Kaitlyn

A s soon as the door was open to his room, Cole shoved his jeans to the floor. I wrapped one leg around him and then the other. I groaned feeling him hard between my legs. The dress was hiked to my hips .

I’d never wanted to be fucked as desperately as I did when he was around. Ten years of fantasies had to be released over more than one night. It didn’t make any sense to think I could get my fix one time .

He spun, releasing me on the bed. I bounced softly and Cole pounced .

His lips were everywhere. His hands pried my legs apart and I gasped when he shoved my panties out of the way. I was sore from last night. But it was a good kind of sore. A delicious pain .

He ran his fingers along my clit, circling it .

“Please,” I whispered .

“Please what?” he taunted. “Say something dirty .”

My eyes widened. I bit my lip. “I-I don’t — ”

He pulled on the straps on my dress. “Since it’s our last night, say everything you want. Tell me how much you want to be fucked .”

He flicked the tiny buttons and the straps fell off my shoulders. He squeezed my breast .

I nodded. “I do .”

He gnashed his teeth. “That’s not what I told you to do .”

I swallowed hard. Just what he was doing to me, made me wetter. My core was already tingling .

“I want you to fuck me, Cole .”

He groaned. “Say it again .”

“Fuck me.” I stared in his eyes. I’d never meant anything like I meant those words. I wanted him inside me. I wanted to feel the thickness of his cock slide in and out of me .