“Too many things at the same time.”
“Good things, by the way you’re smiling.”
“Definitely.”
“Turn around.” His eyes flashed, and he gripped my hip possessively. I turned around slowly, all nerve endings firing up when I brushed my outer thigh against his erection. I thought I heard him say “mine” under his breath, and it just about made me swoon.
It was hot and hard, and I really wanted him inside me. I was alight with anticipation.
Placing a hand on the middle of my back, he pushed me lightly.
I leaned forward, placing my hands on the mattress. When he brushed three fingers down one ass cheek before strumming them along my entrance, pleasure slammed into me.
I went up on my tiptoes the next second, then rocked back on my heels.
Looking sideways, I saw him lower himself on his haunches. And then I felt him placing wet kisses at the back of my thighs, inching toward my center. I climbed with both knees on the bed, exposing myself further. When he pushed his tongue inside me, my arms wobbled, and I nearly face-planted on the mattress. Then he teased me with his cock, sliding the length along my entrance, the tip nudging my clit. A guttural sound escaped my lips.
I rolled on my back, hungry for him. Pulling back, he smiled devilishly, pressing my thighs wide open, burying his head between them. He teased my clit with his lips until I was so on edge that it was all I could do not to press myself against his face.
“Cole.” I pushed myself up in a half-sitting position, taking one of his hands off my thighs, pulling him toward me. Devilish grin back in place, he climbed over me. His erection was trapped between us, the length pressing on my lower belly and clit. Cole intertwined our hands, touching the tip of his nose to my cheek, moving to my ear.
He pulled back a few inches, rolling on a condom before positioning his erection at my entrance. He slid in slowly. I pulsed madly, reveling in the way every inch of him filled me. Licking my lips, I bent my knees, digging my heels in the bed, rolling my hips back and forth. My clit collided with his pelvis on every move, and the friction drove me crazy. Every thrust gave me little aftershocks that intensified and spread until my entire body was shuddering. I was so very close, but I wanted a different position so I could see him better.
Bracing my hands on his shoulders, I pushed him sideways, rolling over until Cole was on his back. I roamed my hands all over his chest, moving my hips back and forth, wanting to bring him as much pleasure as possible. His brow was furrowed, and he kept eye contact right until he squeezed them closed, barely staving off the pleasure. A loud groan tore from him. Gritting his teeth, he threw his head back. The skin on his neck turned red; the veins bulged.
His grunts of pleasure filled the room as he thickened inside me. My breath caught. My back arched as pleasure skittered all over my body. As if through a haze, I felt Cole’s hands gripping my hips, moving me up and down his length until we both rode out our climax.
I felt boneless as I lay down on top of him, stretching out my legs on his outer thighs.
“I love you, babe,” he said. I looked up, placing a hand on his chest, and my chin on top of it.
“I’m spoiling you today,” I declared.
“How?”
“Going to try giving you a whole-body massage again. And celebrate the lawsuit. We didn’t get to do that.”
“True. Or your surgery. How did it go?”
“It was successful, but absolutely exhausting. I can give you all the gory details during the massage.”
“Is that all you have planned?”
I wiggled my eyebrows. “I have something more in mind. I’m a Cole expert, after all.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“Then get ready to be blown away, Mr. Winchester.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Laney
On the Fourth of July, we all gathered at Skye and Rob’s house to celebrate. And by everyone, I meant all Winchester siblings and their better halves plus kids, Hunter and Josie, and Amelia and her husband. God, I loved this huge family. Just watching them bicker and tease each other brought a huge smile on my face. It was an amazing day, sunny and hot, and everyone was in a celebratory mood. The air was thick with joy.
I’d just come off a shift this morning and had only slept five hours before we headed here. I’d drunk so many coffees on the way that I had a light caffeine buzz.
I was supremely happy that I didn’t have to work on the Fourth and got to enjoy the day with these amazing people. Cole and I had FaceTimed with my parents on our way here, and they too were celebrating in style back home.