"Do you have work tomorrow?" he asked in a low voice and started to drag my fingers down to his neck and then his chest.
I swallowed hard, unable to think clearly because of the lustful urges starting to rise up inside me.
"No," I whispered and he smiled slightly.
"Perfect." His other hand reached out to place a couple of condoms on my bedside table before moving to my knee as he began to caress it slowly. "Good thing we slept this afternoon, huh?"
I raised my eyebrows at him. "Is this going where I think this is going?" I asked him breathlessly.
Cole grinned in response, glanced down at himself where his erection was beginning to tent the towel and then looked back at me.
"Skye."
My name was like a sigh of pleasure upon his lips. A primitive call. A yearning.
I gazed at him with all the feelings I could no longer keep locked up inside my heart. "I love you so much."
He leaned forward to pull me onto his lap and I gasped at the feel of him hard underneath me through the towel
"Cole," I moaned with need because fuck, it had been so long and I wanted this so bad.
"Sshhh, baby," he murmured against my lips, his thumbs brushing back and forth against my nipples through the thin fabric of my t-shirt. "I know. I'm sorry I made you wait so long."
I made another sound to convey my emotions, feeling completely turned on and out of my mind for this man. "I need you, Cole," I whispered, squirming against his erection and he groaned with pleasure and frustration.
In that moment, I did not care how desperate I sounded and he probably related because he tossed me down on the bed and removed his towel with a look on his face that matched my own hunger. Taking my cue, I quickly shed my t-shirt and shorts which Cole helped me out of before our mouths crashed against each other's.
"Mmm, God, yes," I could not help but utter shamelessly running my hands all over his hard muscles.
"Fuck, Skye, I want you so bad," he grunted and sucked on my tits with so much fervour, I almost fainted.
Gasping loudly when his fingers drifted down to my pussy and slid along the opening, I felt like eating him up. That was how horny I was.
"I want your cock. I want your cock now," I told him urgently.
He laughed at me huskily. "Jesus. Slow down, woman. Let me make it good for you."
I was beyond turned on. His body felt too good. His kisses and the bold strokes of his hands on my skin set me on fire. I had a feeling I was not going to be able to hold back my orgasm for too long because I already felt the pressure building unbearably.
At one point as I writhed and moved beneath him in abandonment, Cole licked and placed open-mouthed kisses on my neck and muttered, "God, you're so responsive."
No shame. No judgment. I loved it.
"And you feel soo good," I moaned, snatching fistfuls of his hair and nibbling on his jaw line and earlobe while waves of desire crashed over me.
"Wait till I'm inside you, baby," he replied with a grunt. "I'm going to feel so much better," he promised.
His words sent me over the edge. It was as though he had already plunged inside me. I cried out my release and Cole lifted his head, his face flushed and features tightened with lust.
"Fuck," he whispered as if in pain and I heard him tearing open a foil package as I recovered from my intense climax, his mouth latching onto a straining nipple as he finally slid inside me.
A groan of pleasure escaped his throat once he was buried balls deep in me and I whimpered, so damn wet and sensitive down there.
Cole began sliding his cock in and out of me and it felt amazing. So amazing that I could not help but confess, "Cole. It's been a while for me, you know. I haven't even been using my vibrator since I moved in. I wanted to wait."
He laughed jerkily at my words and increased the pacing of his thrusts, probably lost in a realm of pleasure because that was sure where I was headed for the second time that night. Gasping and straining against each other, we cried out upon reaching climax simultaneously and Cole's hot, heavy weight fell on top of me, spent.
He did not remain like that though. After a minute or so, he moved and lay down beside me, his breathing slowing down a little while he murmured something incoherent with his eyes closed, a satisfied expression on his angelically handsome face. He seemed to have dozed off. I looked at his sleeping form for a while before slowly sliding out of bed and pulling on my t-shirt. I needed a bathroom break.
Spotting the pile of laundry which belonged to me in the hamper, I could not help but smile to myself. He said Adalina the cleaning lady had been in here during the day and tidied up my room as best as she could but she could not tell the clean clothes from the dirty ones. He had insisted on me sorting them out and taken them to the laundry area. Now I realised why he had wanted to make sure my room was looking perfect for our first time together. It was kind of nice not to have to worry about a messy room while enjoying a sexy night-in with your boyfriend.
I was not sure what to do now because sleep was the last thing on my mind. The
