I raise my brow. “Are on planning on tying me up?”
He laughs and shakes his head. He motions for my right hand. Puzzled, I stretch it toward him and wait. He takes my ring finger and starts to wrap the material around it. When he’s done, he leans back and meets my gaze.
“Always and forever. This is my promise to you.”
Tears spring in my eyes and I’m at a loss of words. This is some sort of binding ring, or engagement ring or whatever. How thoughtful of my Cole
“Always and forever, this is my promise to you.”
His face breaks into a huge smile. “You are officially mine.”
I laugh out loud as his body covers mine once again. He nudges my legs wider with his thigh and I let them fall open to accommodate his hips. His fingers slide between us and he positions himself at my entrance.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It will only hurt for a few moments.” At least I hope it won’t hurt for long.
He looks hesitant. I slide my hand down and wrap it around his fingers, pushing deeper. His eyes widen as the tip of his erection enters me. He pulls his hand away and wraps his arm around my shoulders, keeping his eyes on me as he thrusts slowly, pulls out and in again. He stops, his breathing coming out in pants.
I nod to let him know I’m okay. He starts to push again and this time I feel the beginning of pain and every muscle in my body locks, fighting the invasion. I breathe in and out through my mouth.
“Shit,” he curses, lifting his body and starting to pull back but I tighten my hands on him and shake my head.
“I’m okay, I promise.”
He glares at me. “You are not okay.”
“Okay, I’m not. But I don’t want you to stop. Please.”
His expression softens. “You don’t have to beg me, Nor. I’ll always do what you ask me.”
Melt.
God, I want this.
He takes a deep breath, clenches his jaw and this time he thrusts hard and I cry out. He drops his head to the crook of my neck, his breathing heavy and hot on my skin. I shut my eyes tightly, breathing in and out as my body learns the shape of his. I lift my hips slightly off the bed to create more friction.
“Don’t move.” His voice is muffled on my neck. His lips kiss my neck softly, my jaw, my cheek. He pulls back, his gaze roaming all over my face. “God. Nor. I’m inside you. You feel amazing.”
Oh. My. God. WOW.
I take deep breaths and let my body adjust to him. He lifts his head a few moments later, and brushes my hair away from my forehead.
He leans back and stares at me softly, but I can see the storm brewing behind those eyes.
“I am about to make love to you, Snowflake. I don’t want to hurt you. You feel so damn good wrapped around my dick like that. I might not be able to control myself once I start moving. I really want to make this special for you too.”
“You are making it special,” I tell him, brushing a finger on his brow to smooth the worry lines forming there.
He starts to move his hips and it takes a few seconds for my body to find the rhythm of his. Then my back is bowing, my body wanting more, eagerly. I close my eyes and feel my body tighten as it reaches a point of no return, seeking sweet release.
I open my eyes and nearly orgasm when I meet Cole’s dark, intense gaze fixed on me. He grabs my legs and hikes them around his hips. I wrap them on his waist, holding him tight to me and I feel him sink deeper inside me. He lowers his body flush to mine and slides his arms around my shoulder. He increases the pace and his thrusts. Every time he plunges inside me, I suck a breath and release when he pulls out. His movements become more uncoordinated and desperate. My hands move up his back and circle his neck. I shut my eyes and smile, holding on for dear life.
Stars burst behind my eyes and I shatter, the world around me exploding into different colors behind my eyes. I scream Cole’s name just as he calls mine, which comes out in a primal shout. We continue holding each other, our skin wet from the sweat, our ragged breathing and soft groans filling the room.
I open my eyes to look up at him and what I see before me steals whatever air is left in my lungs: Cole’s head is thrown back, his body arched and veins popping on his neck. His body shakes with his release.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I grin, using my hand to smooth the frown on his forehead. “I’m a million times better.”
His shoulders droop in relief just before he nods, and kisses me softly. So softly I might have imagined it if I wasn’t paying attention, then he pulls back to look at me. “Thank you for this gift. Everything about today is perfect. I love you so much.”
“I love you too.” I smile, my bones feel tired in a good way. My body is warm. Other than the slight ache between my legs, I feel wonderful.