Chapter 3We left a trail of clothes from the back door to the bedroom. It usually wasn’t this desperate between us. I always wanted him, and Cole made sure I knew he felt the same. But we always came together with a gentleness, a sweetness, that made me weak in the knees and warm on the inside. This was nothing like that. This was raw need and driving power. We got caught in shirts and pants, trying to divest each other, and ran into walls and doorframes. Fleetingly I thought we’d both end up bruised, but then Cole latched onto my collarbone and sucked hard, and all higher thought left my brain.
I only knew we finally made it down the hall and into his bedroom when Cole grabbed my thighs and hauled me into his arms. His grunt was half exertion, half satisfaction, and I ground my hard d**k
