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fingers around it, barely able to span the girth, and began a slow slide.
    “Oh, that’s good, Janie,” he murmured.
    She leaned in, licked at the tip, and he moaned. She did it again, flicking her tongue at the sensitive spot on the underside of the head, and the moan turned into a groan. When she sucked it into her mouth and tongued the hole—something she knew he loved—he let out a guttural growl.
    She kept the head in her mouth while she stroked him with her hand—he was so big it was sometimes hard to take all of him any other way. But apparently it wasn’t enough for him tonight.
    He grabbed her hair, his fingers pulling close to the scalp so that she felt that sense of being under his command, and pressed her head down as he arched into her mouth.
    She took in a breath as his cock slid down her throat, and she knew to drop her hand. He let her come up, then forced her down again, her throat filled by his hard flesh. Tears stung her eyes, but she loved every moment of it. She swallowed him down with every stroke, even when it choked her, wanting nothing but to please him, knowing from his groans, from the way his cock pulsed against her tongue, that she did. He only ever did this when his desire for her was raging, out of control. There was a sense of power in it for her too, having him at her mercy.
    He bucked his hips, and in a few more powerful strokes he cried out, his come hot as it shot down her throat. She swallowed, wanting all of it, all of him.
    He lifted her face, sinking down onto the floor of the shower with her as he kissed her lips, her cheeks, lifted her hands and kissed her palms. He held her in his arms as the steam rose all around them, making a cocoon of the warm shower—the heat, the falling water and the two of them. Nothing else mattered at that moment.

Chapter Six
    The moon shone in the night, casting a pale, silver light across his bedroom floor. Cole stretched, smiled when he felt Janie’s weight resting on his chest. One of the best feelings in the world. He loved waking up with her in his arms—morning, middle of the night. Didn’t matter.
    He stroked her hair, taking a few of the silky strands between his fingers. In the last month since they’d gotten back together he’d written seven new songs. They weren’t all complete yet, but the music was moving through him in a way it hadn’t for far too long. Janie was his muse—she always had been, but the next album Ink & Iron put out was going to have a whole new feel to it.
    He had a whole new feel, and that feeling was nothing but positive. Pure happiness. Pure love.
    He’d never stopped loving her. But getting to know her all over again had been an amazing process. Learning the woman she’d become, discovering this Janie who was the same sweet girl he’d always known and loved, and yet a newer, stronger woman. He loved her more than ever.
    Watching her sleep as the moonlight caught the tips of her eyelashes, silhouetting her cheekbones, the lovely line of her jaw, he was overcome by a sense of coming home. With her in his bed. In his life.
    Music started to buzz, swarming his mind like liquid, like a dance in his head he couldn’t resist.
    Your body hears me when I call
    Sees me when I cry
    Is it reason enough to give
    Reason enough to try
    So lay me down tonight
    Say just one prayer
    Tell me you’ll be there
    Lay me down tonight
    He leaned over and kissed her half-awake. “Gotta go work on a song, baby girl. Gotta get it right. Stay here and sleep.”
    She yawned, her eyes still closed. “Hmm? ’Kay… Love you, Cole,” she murmured.
    It felt like he’d been hit in the chest with something warm and solid and full of hope. He’d been dying to hear her say the words. He’d been dying to say them to her, but he hadn’t wanted to push her any faster than she was ready to go.
    He waited, watching her as she fell back into a deep sleep, her breathing regular, shallow. Then he kissed her forehead and whispered, “Love