ever suggest something you don’t
want or can’t handle, then you have to speak up. And after that, unless you ask for it, it
will never be approached again. So be very careful in the pleasures you deny yourself.”
She lifted her head from her knees.
“And when you’re tired of me?” she asked him.
“What if you grow tired of me first?” he asked her then. “It goes both ways, Tess. If
we can’t give the other what they need, then there’s no point in going on. Do you
agree?”
Her hands clenched at her knees. “I agree,” she whispered.
“There are no rules, Tess. But from this point on, no means no. If you don’t want it,
then you say the word. Understand?”
She nodded nervously.
“Each night, I’ll push you further. Each night, you’ll learn something new about
yourself.” His hands moved to her arms, caressing the tight muscles, easing the
nervousness locking them up. “Don’t be frightened of me, Tess. Or of yourself.”
“No other women.” She wanted it clear from the beginning. “I don’t know if I can
even handle another man. But you can have no other women.”
“I don’t want another woman, Tess,” he assured her. “And there will be no other
men, unless it’s something I decide.” His voice hardened. “There is a particular pleasure
in sharing your woman that you may never understand. But not just any man would be
worthy of the privilege, baby, trust me.”
“If you don’t fuck me now, I’ll walk out of this house and I won’t come back,” she
finally breathed roughly. “I’m tired of waiting, Cole.”
She had turned the tables on him then, she moved before he could stop her, turning
and pressing against his shoulders until he lay back on the mattress. He was already
hard, and she was already wet. His cock tented the front of his pants, hiding him from
her. Hooking her hands in the waistband she pulled them down, lifting them over the
thick erection and jerking them from his legs.
“I wondered when you would get tired of waiting,” he said with a smile, though his
gaze was hot, wickedly lustful.
Tess jerked the gown over her head, then moved up his body. She heard his hard
breath when her damp cunt grazed his cock, but she continued on. She wanted his kiss.
She was dying for it.
As her lips touched his, his arms went around her, turning her, flipping her onto
her back as he rose above her. His tongue pierced her mouth, his lips slanting over hers
as he turned the caress into a carnal feast. Tess moaned brokenly, feeling the tenderness,
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the utter warmth of his touch, his body above hers, the easy strength of his muscles as
he kept her close against him.
“My dick is so hard I won’t last five minutes inside you,” he bit out. “Are you on
the pill, or do I need a condom?”
“Pill,” she gasped. She didn’t want anything between them. She wanted to feel him
when he came, feel his seed spurting hard inside her.
“Damn, Tess, I’m almost scared to fuck you, you’re so damned tight,” he growled
as his hand smoothed over her cunt, his finger testing her vagina.
Tess arched into the penetration, her hungry moan shocking her as her body
begged for more.
His lips trailed along her neck, moving steadily down, down to the hard, sensitive
tips of her breasts. When his mouth covered one, her womb contracted painfully. Oh
yeah. That was good. SO good. His tongue rasped over the tip, his mouth suckling at
her with a strong motion that left her quivering. Then he nibbled at the small bud, the
slight pinch driving her arousal higher with the edge of pain.
“Damn, you’re so hot you’re burning me alive,” he growled, moving back to her
lips, searing them with his kiss.
“Burn more then,” she panted. “Please, Cole. Take me now.”
He rose above her moving between her thighs, spreading them wide, as she
watched his cock pulse.
“It might hurt,” he warned her, breathing heavy. “Damn,
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