Fall Into You

13

“We’ll get to that in a minute. I decided I needed to f**k you first.”

Her grin is so beautiful, it makes my heart skip a beat.

“Cole, you are fanfuckingtastic.”

I can’t help myself: I grin back at her. “You’re not so bad yourself, sweetheart.”

Then I thrust my hips, driving deeper inside.

Shay

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s he’s driving into me, grunting in pleasure and squeezing my ass in his strong hands while I hang on to his shoulders for dear life, I have an epiphany.

Up until now, I’ve been doing this stuff completely backward.

A year-long relationship with a narcissist that wrecks my self-esteem and ends in tears? Sign me up! A one-night stand with a handsome stranger? Never!

I’m a moron.

Looking between our legs as he pistons his hips, Cole growls, “Your p***y’s drenched.”

“You’re welcome.” When he glances up at me, I laugh again, feeling crazed.

“You do realize that laughing while a man is f*****g you isn’t the ideal response, right?”

“It’s better than crying.”

He grins again. I swear, the man has a drop-dead gorgeous smile. Why is he always trying to hide it?

I’m distracted by that thought because he decides to be Superman and stand straight up from a squatting position, taking me along with him as if I weighed no more than a bird.

“Wow, you’re really impressive! This is the best night of my life!”

“And we’ve only just gotten started.”

He turns around, sits on the edge of the mattress, and makes sure I’m stable before ripping open the front of my blouse. Buttons go flying.

When I gasp, he says, “Don’t worry. I’ll buy you a new one.”

I’m not sure how that’s supposed to work if we’re only spending tonight together, but the question becomes unimportant when he pulls the cup of my bra aside and leans down to take my hard n****e into his mouth.

The groan that leaves me rose straight from my soul.

Dropping my head back and closing my eyes, I concentrate on the feel of his mouth against my skin while I grind my pelvis against his. His c**k is big and thick inside me, his shoulders are wide and strong under my hands, and if there’s a heaven, I hope one-night stands are allowed there.

“Love all those sounds you’re making, sweetheart,” he says against my breast, his voice a mix of pride and pleasure.

“And I love that you’re calling me sweetheart. Can you please do that all night?”

“Yes. That and whatever else you want.”

I’m never having another long-term relationship again.

Cole

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hay is warm and plush in my arms, rocking her hips back and forth against my pelvis and moaning like a porn star. With her head dropped back and her nails scratching my back, she rides my c**k, driving me crazy.

I never want this night to end.

I wrestle her out of her ruined shirt and toss it aside, unhook her bra and toss that aside too, then take both her breasts in my hands and squeeze them. Her sigh of satisfaction is long and loud.

“You’re so f*****g beautiful,” I say gruffly, then latch onto one of her perfect pink n*****s and suck.

“I think I have to come again. Oh God. Cole, you’re incredible!”

She shudders. Her hips flex faster. I gently press my teeth into her taut n****e, and she cries out. Her orgasm is so abrupt and violent, it takes my breath away.

Obviously, her piece of s**t ex wasn’t taking care of business.

Crying out and shaking, she pulls my hair as she comes, giving her whole body over to it. Her p***y contracts convulsively around my c**k, and I have to concentrate on not losing control.

When her breathing has slowed and she’s slack in my arms, I whisper, “We’re not done yet, sweetheart.” Then I roll her over onto her back and kiss her deeply.

She wraps her legs around my waist and kisses me back with so much passion, it’s as if her life depends on it. When she opens her eyes and gazes up at me, it feels like an arrow shot through my heart.

No. No feelings. That isn’t what this is about. Get your head straight!

I withdraw from her body, rising to stand beside the bed. I strip off the rest of my clothing, then remove her wrinkled skirt. Then, gazing down into her eyes, I say, “Give me your mouth,” and pull off the condom.

And God bless her, this gorgeous woman wearing nothing but a smile obeys my command without hesitation.

She drops to her knees beside the bed, takes my d**k in her hand, and starts to suck greedily on it.

It’s my turn to shudder. I slide my hands into her hair and breathlessly watch her lavish my c**k with her tongue. She furls it around the head, strokes it down the length, then strokes back up again. She works my shaft with one hand and cups the other around my balls, gorging on me with the most beautiful abandon.

“Good girl,” I growl, making her shiver.

She strokes and sucks faster. Pleasure spreads through my entire body, starting at my c**k and working its way outward in waves. My pulse goes haywire. A ragged groan breaks from my chest. I close my eyes and get lost in the feel of her mouth.

Then I hear a muffled laugh.

Opening my eyes, I look down at her. She slides my c**k out of her mouth and smiles.

“Sorry. Just gloating.”

“Don’t make me spank you for disobedience.”

A thrill in her voice, she asks, “Is that something we can do?”

“If you want to, of course.”

“God, it’s like I hit the lottery,” she murmurs, looking dazed.