Cole reaches out and brushes his thumb across my lower lip. “I want to see this lipstick smeared all over my cock. I want my tongue deep in your pussy. I want to make you come until you physically can’t anymore. And I want it tonight. Just one night and then we go back to New York and the way things are now. But if you agree, you’re mine until morning. And Delilah,” he says, gripping my jaw and forcing me to focus on his words over the pounding of blood in my ears. “If you say yes, I plan to make you forget Paul ever existed.”
