Cole's Mistake (Haven, Texas 8)

“You will always be beautiful to me. No matter your size. Your heart, your soul, and your beauty are more than just looks and always will be.”

He dropped his gaze to her plump, pink folds. “This is a sight I’ve dreamed of for far too long.”

He kissed along her inner thigh.

“Why were you at the club tonight?” Julian suddenly asked. “I thought you weren’t interested in BDSM?”

“Joel didn’t tell you?” he asked, surprised.

They shook their heads.

“I’ve been going to a club for the last six months. Started off doing training sessions. Did some playing. Nothing that meant anything to me. It was all to practice for one day, hopefully, finding the two of you. I never let myself believe you’d be free or that you’d want me. But, still, in case a miracle happened, I wanted to be the best Dom I could. For the two of you.”

“It’s just for us?” Keira asked.

He shook his head. “No, I realized it was actually something that was always a part of me. I was just in denial. And angry. So fucking angry. I just put the anger in the wrong places since the person I was most furious at was dead.”

“Your dad?”

“Yep.”

There were a few beats where no one spoke.

“Enough talk. Eat her pussy,” Julian broke the silence.

Cole felt that dominant side of him stir. Want to bite back. But he pushed it deep. And that idea he’d had took better shape. Maybe he could do it. If it would prove to them both how serious he was about them, about earning them back.

Yeah. He’d fucking do anything.

He looked up at Keira. Her face was flushed, her face filled with arousal.

“Poor baby, here we are talking when you have so much need. Where do you need me to touch you? Here?” He kissed the skin at the top of her mound, then moved to her upper thigh. “Or here?”

He ran his tongue over her mound, hearing her low moan of pleasure as he placed a kiss at the top of her slit. “Or here?”

“Lower. Please. Touch my clit. Please.”

“I want to savor this. Savor your taste, your smell, those little noises you make when you’re getting closer to finding your release.”

He used his fingers to part her lips, taking in the evidence of her need. Her lips were wet and swollen. He leaned in and took a long lick of her, murmuring in pleasure as her taste danced on his tongue. “Fuck, I could do this all day. You are fucking addictive.”

He looked up at Keira as she let out a groan. Julian moved his hands to cover her breasts, he plucked at one nipple and she cried out. Cole drew his mouth back.

“Offer me her breast.” He didn’t mean for it to come out as a demand, but Julian simply cupped his hand under her breast, offering it up to Cole. They were no longer as big as they’d once been. But he didn’t give a shit about that. He licked his tongue over the tip.

“Ohhh,” she groaned, squirming around on Julian’s lap.

“Sit still,” Cole commanded. “Or you’ll be over my knee.”

She closed her eyes but stilled her movements.

“That’s my good girl,” Julian praised her. “My good little kitten.”

“Have you two ever done any pet play?” Cole asked.

“Once,” Keira sighed as Cole wrapped his mouth around her nipple and started sucking.

“Enjoy it?”