Page 98 of Ride or Die

Cole nestles between my thighs, grinding his hardening length against my core, and it’s only then that I realize exactly how much I want this—him—my core aching with need.

Without breaking our kiss, I wriggle out of my panties and shove him onto his back. Cole pushes his briefs down and Iclimb onto him, covering his body with mine. Tonight, I’m not tentative. Tonight, I’m desperate. His big hands palm my ass, encouraging me, and lift up, feeling his cock right there. Unable to stop myself, I sink down on him in one slow yet steady move, feeling every inch, every metal ball, forced to slap a hand over my own mouth to stifle my moan.

“Chrissake,” Cole bites out, head thrown back against the pillows.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper on a shuddered exhale, planting my hands against his hard chest.

“Don’t you ever fuckin’ apologize to me, baby,” he utters, hands roaming up under my sleep T-shirt, fingers skating over my ribs before cupping my breasts. “Take whatever the fuck you need, Clara. Whatever you want, whenever you need it. Take it. I’m yours. Use me, darlin’.”

His words snap the tether, and I stare into his sleep-filled gaze, rolling my hips, fucking him and feeling every inch of his cock rubbing up against me in the most delicious way.

I’ve never been like this before. Never felt this overwhelming and somewhat terrifying need to find my release, my hips moving hard and fast, my thrusts a little urgent and sloppy. Cole’s hands on my ass guide me, help me, his own hips meeting me thrust for thrust.

“That’s it, baby,” he grits out. “Fuck me nice and hard.”

I clamp down on my bottom lip, containing my whimper, but his words and the way he says them through gritted teeth, combined with the hazy look of lust in his eyes, is sending me hurtling toward the edge.

“Look at you,” Cole hisses. “So fuckin’ beautiful ridin’ my cock.”

“Oh shit,” I breathe out, nails digging into his skin when I feel the tingles at the base of my spine start to fan out.

“Wrap your hand around my throat,” Cole says, his words surprising me enough to cause my movements to stagger.

“W-what?” My brows knit together.

He takes one of my hands from his chest and guides it to his throat, showing me exactly what he wants. “Choke me, baby.”

“I…” I shake my head, my mind flashing back to not so long ago, when Cain had his hands aroundmythroat. “I-I don’t… want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” he says quickly. “I promise. You’re in control baby, and I trust you. Iwantthis. And I want it from you.”

I do as he says, squeezing a little tighter and when he groans in response, the ball of need in the pit of my belly tightens. He likes it. I squeeze a little tighter.

“That’s it.” His voice is tight through the restriction. “Now spit in my mouth.”

My eyes flare, but before I can question him, he simply opens his mouth and sticks his tongue out, jerking his head in a nod. And, I don’t know how or why, or whether I’m still dreaming or not, but this is all sorts of hot I never knew I needed.

“C’mon, darlin’,” Cole hisses. “Wrap your hand around my throat and spit in my fuckin’ mouth.”

With my hand around his throat, I lean forward, working saliva around my mouth. And, staring into his eyes, I duck down so I’m close enough, spitting onto his tongue.

Cole’s eyes roll back in his head and I feel his throat rumble with a groan, and the way he reacts to me doing something as filthy as spitting into his mouth only causes my hips to move faster.

“Such a good fuckin’ girl for me,” he pants out, his fingers pinching into my ass cheeks.

“Ohmygod,” I whimper, leaning down and kissing him hard, fucking his mouth with my tongue. “I’m so close.”

“I know,” he hisses against my lips. “I can feel the way your perfect cunt is squeezin’ my cock.”

My mouth falls open on a gasp, feeling his words all the way in my pussy.

“You like it when I talk dirty, don’t you, Clara?”

I nod, moaning into our kiss.

“I want you to come on my cock,” he continues. “And then I’m gonna flip you around, and you’re gonna come all over again while I fuck you from behind. Is that okay, baby?”

My orgasm barrels through me suddenly and with such force I’m forced to squeeze my eyes shut. “Yes, yes, yes, yes.”