Cole (Hunting Her) by Eden Summers

Author:Eden Summers [Summers, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-21T18:30:00+00:00

19

Anissa

He’s wrong. This doesn’t feel good. It goes beyond that. Over and above.

When I’m with him, our bodies close, it seems the rest of the world exists only for us to be together. The perfection of his touch makes it hard to imagine being like this is anything other than heaven-sent.

But the devil was sent to tempt weak souls and I’ve proven to be the most feeble.

I place my hands on his shoulders and add pressure, hoping he’ll back away.

He doesn’t.

My lack of adamance seems to spur him to grab me tighter, stronger, his other arm snaking around my waist to hold me against his chest.

I whimper, wanting this and hating it, too. “I’m not like you,” I whisper.

I wish I could live on sensation alone, not giving thought to morality. But once the pleasure fades and the panted breaths subside, I’ll be left to wallow in self-loathing. It happens every time.

“I agree, to an extent.” He brushes my lips with his fingers, the soft scrape of sensation grazing against aching nerves. “You’re far better than I deserve. You’re the light to my darkness.”

“I don’t want you to be dark.”

He slides a fingertip into my mouth, only slightly, teasing the tip of my tongue. “Yes, you do.”

I shudder. Tremble.

That finger in my mouth… his hard cock against my abdomen… the unrelenting strength of his chest against my breasts.

I close my eyes as his finger retreats, his mouth taking its place. He commands me with a punishing kiss, stealing my breath and my common sense.

Everything is his for the taking, including my body, which he leans down to scoop into his arms. He carries me back to the bed. Morality becomes the tiniest voice in my head, the words of warning no longer heard over the screaming desire.

He sits me on the mattress and grabs my ankles, swinging me around to face him towering above me. He stands entirely naked, remarkably hard, without one hint of insecurity. Not that I’d expect anything other than arrogant confidence from him. Not when he’s carved from stone. Every muscle etched. Every limb strong.

He leans in to steal another kiss, his lips manipulating mine in a flawless dance of victory and possession. It’s pure bliss. Torture, too.

Adamant hands grab my waistband, those fierce fingers gripping my pants and underwear to strip them from my body.

I should protest. I should open my goddamn mouth and stop this. But even the contemplation is laughable.

I’m lost to him. I always have been.

My surrender has never been more apparent than it is now as he holds my gaze despite my partial nudity.

“We’re meant to be together.” He spreads my legs apart, places a knee between my thighs, and forces me to lie down with the sheer intimidation of his approaching body. “I can’t live without you.”

Rough hands find my hips, skimming upward, dragging my top along with them. He exposes every inch to his hungry eyes, his adoration speaking silently in his tight expression.

I love the way he looks at me.

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