[WARNING! MATURE Content ahead!]
[EVE]
I deepened the kiss, letting my tongue dance with his, drawing a groan from the depths of his chest.
The sound sent a thrill through me, and for a fleeting moment, I felt powerful—confident in the way I could unravel him, how I could make him lose control with just a touch.
When I finally pulled back, my lips tingled, and a sly grin spread across my face. Cole's breathing was ragged, his eyes hooded with desire as he gazed at me. I bit my lower lip teasingly, savoring the way his expression shifted from surprise to anticipation.
Lowering my head, my hands trailed down to the waistband of his pants, brushing against the fabric with deliberate slowness. The tension in the air was thick enough to drown in.
"Eve," Cole gasped, his voice a mix of disbelief and warning as he realized what I was about to do.
I glanced up at him through my lashes, a playful smirk curving my lips. "Like you said," I murmured, my tone innocent but laced with mischief, "let's not waste any time. Why don't we make the most of this drive and be . . . intimate?"
His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, his hands instinctively reaching for mine. "Are you sure?" he asked, though his eyes betrayed him. They were dark with hunger, burning with barely restrained desire. His tone, no matter how much he tried to steady it, couldn't hide the excitement bubbling beneath.
I leaned closer, my lips brushing against his ear as I whispered, "What? You think I'd let you have all the fun? Besides," I pulled back, feigning a sweet innocence that made him laugh softly, "I'm not one to just lie back and let you do all the work. I like to keep things . . . interesting. I don't want to be a dead fish on bed."
Cole chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Interesting, huh?" he said, his voice dripping with amusement. His hands cupped my face, his thumbs gently tracing my cheeks. "I like you just the way you are, Eve. Even if you were a frog or a turtle flopping around out of water, you'd still be mine."
I blinked, utterly caught off guard, before bursting into laughter. "A frog? A turtle?" I managed to say between giggles, swatting his shoulder lightly. "What kind of description is that?"
His grin widened, and he leaned in to press a kiss to the tip of my nose, his expression impossibly tender. "One that means I love you no matter what. Frog, turtle, or . . . a fish out of water."
I rolled my eyes dramatically but couldn't stop the smile spreading across my face. "You're impossible, you know that?"
"And you're irresistible," he countered smoothly, his lips ghosting over mine again. "Now, are you going to keep teasing me, or do I get to see just how much . . . 'interesting' is your approach to intimacy?"
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The banter between us fizzled into something deeper as I felt his hands slide down to my waist, pulling me closer. My heart raced, and for the first time in a long time, I let myself completely surrender to the moment, to him.
With Cole, everything felt right—messy, unexpected, and impossibly perfect.
His encouragement was all I needed to continue. My finger trembled as it dove into his pants, the fabric trembling with a life of its own. Cole definitely noticed but deliberately chose not to comment about it.
I finally got off his belt and then unbuttoned his pants, pulling down the zipper with a soft hiss. When his cock released from the confines of his boxers, I blanked out. It sprang forth, continuing to grow in size with veins pulsating around it.
I knew that it was big, but I didn't know it was this big up close. It was massive and imposing like a raging bull ready to be unleashed.
Now I didn't know what to do. My earlier bravado had fled and I didn't know what steps to take next.
"Go on," Cole urged me on, those piercing icy blue eyes locked onto mine like a challenge waiting for me accept or decline.
My mind went blank as my gaze met his expectant stare – words failing me at the critical moment when passion turned into pure desire.
"I-I don't know what I'm doing, honestly . . ." I whispered, feeling my cheeks flush with embarrassment.
"Shhh . . . ," Cole hushed me gently as he wrapped a strong hand around mine and guided it to his cock. "Just follow my lead."
I gazed over at Cole, his eyes burning with an intensity that left me breathless, he guided my hand towards his cock. My heart raced with anticipation as I wrapped my fingers around the engorged head.
"Easy," Cole whispered, his voice husky with desire. "Just let me guide you."
I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the sensations coursing through me. The soft ridges of his skin felt like silk beneath my fingertips as I began to explore the contours of his shaft.
Cole's hands cradled mine, gently rocking them back and forth as I experimented with different pressures and motions. His breathing grew more ragged, punctuated by soft moans that sent shivers down my spine.
"Ohh, Eve . . . ," he purred, pushing a little closer to guide my hand further onto him. "Like that . . . rub it hard."
My fingers tightened around him as I took on a firmer grip. The warm wetness enveloped him like a glove, squeezing tight around the ridged length of his shaft.
The sounds filling the room - our ragged breathing, Cole's soft groans, and the slurping sounds of us making love with our hands - became a symphony of primal passion.
Cole's hips began to thrust upwards, meeting my hand as it moved down his length. I felt him pulse with excitement beneath my fingertips, the veins throbbing like a heartbeat in time with mine.
"Eve . . . ," he whispered, his voice laced with desire. "So good . . . keep going."