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A few minutes later, I came in her mouth, and she swallowedevery last fucking drop. I pulled her up my body, my lips molding with hers. I forced her mouth open with my tongue as I shoved inside of her wet core. She cried out, throwing her head back and digging her nails into my chest. “C-Cole,” she stuttered, gasping as I thrust up again.

She sat up and placed her hands on my chest. I groaned appreciatively when she began bouncing up and down on me, slamming her hips every time she came down. “God, Amelia,” I groaned, gripping her hips tightly, thrusting up to meet her every single time she came down.

I sat up, wrapping my arms around her, still meeting her thrust for thrust. Her body was slick with sweat and so was mine. Our moans filled the room. I leaned her back a little, going impossibly deeper, and sucked on her nipples as we continued to fuck each other. “C–Cole, I–I’m . . .”

“Let go for me, baby,” I groaned.

We came at the same time, and I held her tightly as we rode our orgasms out. I pushed her sweaty hair back from her face and kissed her. My dick perked up again almost immediately. “Hands and knees, baby,” I whispered in her ear.

She complied without complaint and got on her hands and knees on the bed. Cum was running down her legs. I groaned appreciatively and put my mouth to her core, licking it all up, groaning softly against her pussy. She trembled as if her legs and arms were going to give out, but she managed to stay on her hands and knees. I quickly positioned myself behind her, putting my hands on her hips. I slammed up into her, and she cried out, throwing her head back. She pushed back on me as I pushed into her.

This woman was my every fucking dream come true, I swear.

I leaned into her, keeping one hand on her hip, and gripping her shoulder with my other hand. I could feel her getting ready to come. Her knees were shaking, and her pussy was clenching me for all I was fucking worth. Releasing her hip and her shoulder, I wrapped her hair around my fist and reached beneath her, rubbing her clit hard and fast. She gasped, and I yanked on her hair. “Fucking come for me, baby,” I groaned.

She cried out, falling to the bed as she rode her climax out. I pumped in and out of her, riding us both down from the high we were on. Her eyes closed afterward as she tried to catch her breath. “I don’t . . .” She paused, taking a few, deep breaths. “Cole, I don’t think I can move.”

I moved her up so that she was lying on the bed properly with her head on her pillow. I quickly snuggled in behind her, wrapping my arms around her tightly. “I think that’s the sexiest thing I’ve seen in a while,” I murmured into her ear.

“What do you mean?” she asked quietly, her voice giving away that she was about to fall asleep.

“I love seeing you on your hands and knees like that,” I whispered, kissing the nape of her neck softly.

She turned around and buried her face against my chest. “I’ll gladly do it again, but right now, I want to sleep,” she said softly, her words slurred, her breaths slowly evening out.

I held her tighter as her breathing completely evened out, giving away that she was out for the rest of the night. I smiled, kissing the top of her head. After so fucking long, I finally had Amelia right where I wanted her.

17

Amelia

It had been three weeks since Drake took Holly and Lilly. I had been keeping in touch, making sure that he kept true to his word. So far, it seemed like he was. Every time that I spoke to Holly, she seemed happy, and Lilly was definitely being taken care of. I hadn’t expected anything less from Drake, but I had to be sure.

My phone went off in my back pocket, and I answered it without bothering to look at the caller ID. “Amelia speaking.”

“Do you think your crew can ride up here? I think we’ve got a war on our hands, and we need help,” Drake said, skipping past all of the normal pleasantries.

Well then.No hey. No hi. Just an immediate request.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “I don’t have a problem with it, but I’ll have to talk to Cole about it since he’s the president,” I told him.

“Get back to me.”

I hung up and walked down the hall to the room Cole and I now shared, which was originally just my room. I walked inside to find him still asleep on the bed. Fuck, he was hot as hell. He was naked right down to his birthday suit and flat on his stomach, leaving his perfect, round ass for me to see since he had tossed the blankets aside. I could see the muscles in his back flex with each inhale and exhale of his lungs. Cole was absolute perfection.

And all mine.

I sat down on the bed and gently shook him awake. “Cole,” I said quietly.

“Mmm,” he groaned back in response. He cracked an eye open and looked at me. “What’s wrong, babe?”

“Drake needs us to ride up to his crew. He says he’s in the middle of a war, and he needs our help,” I informed him, letting my fingertips run over his hard, muscular back.

Cole sighed and rolled over. My eyes trailed over his hard, toned chest and his rock hard six pack. My eyes stopped at his dick, and I bit my lip. It hardened almost instantly, and Cole sighed. “It’s so fucking sexy when you bite your lip like that,” he muttered softly, closing his eyes.

I leaned down and took him into my mouth. Cole groaned and tangled his fingers in my hair, tugging on the strands, his hips flexing up to push himself farther to the back of my throat. “Fuck, Amelia.Christ.”

I bobbed my head up and down, sucking hard and fast, knowing that was how he loved it. When he came, I swallowed all of his cum. Cole quickly pulled me up, and his lips met mine. “Shower with me?” he asked softly, running the pad of his thumb over my lower lip.


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