“Cole,” I whispered, the flames licking higher inside me. “It feels so good.” “I want to make you come.” “Yes,” I whimpered, unable to believe what I was hearing, unable to stop my hips from rocking beneath my hand to the soundtrack of his heavy, ragged breath in my ear. In no time at all, I was hovering on the brink. “I’m so close.” “Me too.” His voice was raw. “God, I want to fuck you.” “Do it,” I breathed. “Right now. Don’t stop until you come.”
