Page 58 of Ice Cold Heart

He flicked my clit with his tongue, then pulled back before I could climax. “You can do better than that, city girl.”

Up and down, fast then slow, he teased me until I couldn’t move, couldn’t think, I could only ride the wave of pleasure. His hand stayed locked around my wrists, pushing me into the mattress and keeping me from reaching for him.

I thrashed my head back and forth, chanting, “Pleasepleasepleaseplease.”

Cole laughed silkily. “That’s my girl.”

Then another finger plunged inside while he sucked on my clit. I shot off like a rocket, whimpering and moaning as my body became a live wire of sensation. Nothing in my history compared to Cole, and he hadn’t even gotten his dick involved.

He was definitely going to ruin me for all other sexual partners, including myself.

Cole kissed his way up my stomach, stopping to lick and suck my nipples, which caused aftershocks to rock my system. When he’d seated himself between my thighs, he finally released my hands.

I immediately went for his cock, surprised to find a condom already in place, then shocked when I finally got a handful of him. Cole was big. Way bigger than any other guy I’d been with. I hadn’t experimented with toys because Scott hadn’t liked them, but I imagined they might not have helped much either.

A nervous shiver ran down my spine, but Cole followed it with his hand, replacing the trepidation with warmth and anticipation. He lifted my ass a little, and I positioned him at my entrance.

“You’re sure this is what you want?” he asked with a confident grin.

Something snapped inside me—the tether holding me back from the things I wanted to say or do or feel for fear he’d be turned off. I was just… done… censoring myself. “Farm boy, I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk tomorrow.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

His hand tightened in my hair, lifting my chin so he could claim my mouth as he thrust home. He swallowed my yelp, and I sucked in a breath through my nose, stretched to the point where pleasure became pain.

Cole stayed there, buried inside me, and brushed his lips across my cheek. “Breathe, baby. You’re squeezing me so good, but I need you to relax.”

I’d never had anyone as large as Cole, and even with all his prep work, it was an extremely tight fit. He held most of his weight on one forearm and brushed my hair away to kiss my jaw, my cheek, my lips.

“I’ll stay right here as long as you need me to.”

He would. I absolutely believed he would. Propped up, staving off his own need to thrust, until he wouldn’t hurt me. Gradually, my tense inner muscles acclimated to his size, and I needed him to move.

My blood burned. I tilted my hips, letting him sink in just a little deeper, and we both groaned. I met his gaze, burning with barely contained need, and smiled.

It was all he needed to let loose.

Cole withdrew almost all the way and surged forward again, making me whimper. “That’s it. Eyes on me.”

He held himself above me, flexing his abs to thrust, and teased my nipples until the pain was forgotten. “Fuck, Avery, you feel so good. Watch how well you take me. Sliding in and out of your pretty pussy. Look how gorgeous we are together.”

I obeyed, staring in fascination as his massive length disappeared into me while he whispered how good I felt, how much he loved it, how perfect I was. No one had ever called me perfect. I was still sensitive from the first orgasm, and every thrust sent electric shocks through my clit.

In no time, I was straddling the edge again, digging my nails into his shoulders, urging him deeper.

“Yeah, baby, just like that,” he groaned.

His movements became frantic, snapping his hips forward meeting my wild rhythm. There was no playful build this time. We rushed toward climax in a sweaty, dirty mess until Cole claimed my mouth as I spasmed around him.

I panted, trying to catch my breath, and Cole rolled to the side so he didn’t crush me. Instead of instantly turning his back to check his phone or go to sleep, he slid an arm around me and hauled me against him.

“Not bad for a first try, but I can do better,” he mumbled, then dropped a kiss on my temple.

I giggled. Giggled. What the hell was wrong with me? Cole’s dick had melted my brain. And the rest of me. My muscles refused to move. I’d have to live out the rest of my life as a puddle of goo.

Was this what sex was supposed to be like? Holy shit, I’d been severely cheated.

Cole held me a little longer, then eased away. “Let me clean up. Don’t move an inch.”