Fast & Wet (The Fast 2)

“Oh god,” my head hits the glass wall when I jerk in pleasure at the warm heat of his mouth, and his tongue circling my nipple. Not losing a beat, his hand shoots up behind my head, and he cushions it from banging into the wall again.

That small gesture of protection, his measure of control needed to notice something so insignificant amidst this inferno, it’s too much. “Cole, I want you.”

He rocks his hardness into me and looks me in the eye, “Yeah? Tell me what you want, gorgeous girl.”

I’m speechless, unable to move my eyes away from his, as his warm palm skates down my throat onto my chest, and his thumb flicks over a hard nipple. “You want me to kiss you here?”

“Yes,” I arch my back toward him as his mouth sucks my nipple in.

His hands trace over my stomach, and he unbuttons my pants. The zipper comes down, he slips his fingers into my panties, and he cups my pussy. I jerk upward. “You want my fingers here?”

“Yes,” I whine and writhe.

“Get this shit off.” He tugs my pants and panties down in one swift tug. I kick off my shoes and step out of everything. He snaps my bra off, his eyes running up and down my naked body.

“Cole, please,” I whisper. I can’t stand him not touching me. His eyes are telling me he’s going to do filthy things to me, and I want them badly.

“You need to get fucked, gorgeous girl?” His black and green race suit is still dangling from his hips, his chest naked, sculpted. A perfect dark trail of hair leads my eyes from abs to the distinctive bulge in his pants.

I nod at him, bite my lip, and slide my hand from a breast down the length of my body until I slip my fingers inside my slick folds.

He pulls my hand away and sucks my fingers into his mouth, “This belongs to me.” He cleans my fingers off, then spins me around and pushes me face-forward into the glass wall.

His cock presses against me from behind. His arms wrap around me, and one hand returns to my pussy as his fingers slip inside. “Oh, god,” I moan as his f

ingers swirl across my clit.

“You want me to fuck you up against this window, baby? In front of all those people out there?” He takes my chin in his other hand and makes me look where there are dozens of people below us, ten feet away.

Oh, Jesus Christ, he’s going to make me come in two-seconds just from his fingers and talking to me like this. I look down on the people below us and can’t believe I am doing this, but I have never wanted anything more.

It feels filthy, and I can’t get enough.

His foot spreads my legs, then two hard fingers plunge inside me. My body heaves against his, and he pushes me forward into the glass, his fingers sliding back and forth inside me. Guttural moans and gasps escape my lungs.

His thumb starts rubbing my clit, and I brace myself on the window as my thighs start shaking. “Come on my fingers, Em. Ride my fucking hand.”

“Oh god, Cole, they’re going to see us,” I gasp and look at all the people just outside under their umbrellas.

“As wet as this pussy is, I’d say you like it,” he licks up the side of my neck and bites my earlobe.

“Fuck me,” I beg.

“Yeah, you want to be a bad girl?” He bites my shoulder while his thumb keeps working my clit.

“Yes.” So bad, I want to be so very, very bad.

“Bad girl like you were at that club in that fucking green dress?” He adds a third finger, and I clench and gasp, his hand is slamming into me so hard, his middle finger hitting that perfect spot inside. His left arm wraps around my neck and shoulder, and he holds me tight against him.

“That… that was you,” I whisper and remember the night I thought I saw him. But I’m so close to coming I can’t think straight.

“It was always me, Em,” his thumb pushes down harder, and I lose control as an earthquake overtakes me, tremors rip through me, and I dig into his forearm that’s still working my clit.

Cole’s left-hand rises to cover my mouth as I scream and pant his name, and then my legs turn to jelly, and I go weak.

He catches me and spins me around to deposit me on the bed. Scooting up onto the bed, I try to pull him over me, but he pulls my legs back down off the side of the mattress. He pushes my legs open and kneels on the floor between them.

My breath is ragged as Cole starts kissing his way up my inner thighs.