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When Zander disappears with the first slice, Cole drops the knife and swipes a bit of frosting with his finger before holding it up to my mouth.
Did he just want the photos to look real, or is this as real in his head as it is in mine?
I slowly part my lips, opening for him as he presses two thick fingers against my tongue. The nutty flavor of the frosting is so much more delicious against the saltiness of Cole’s skin as I suck his fingers clean, never breaking eye contact with him.
Suddenly I’m reminded of that moment we had in the diner when he licked chocolate shavings off my finger. Was it as erotic for him as it is for me now?
When I hear the soft click of Connie’s camera, it snaps me out of my trance reminding me that she and my little brother are still around here somewhere.
But with the setting sun comes Connie’s departure, and Zander’s bedtime, and finally, Cole and I are alone.
In his room.
For the first time.
“We still have to bring in the rest of your and Zander’s belongings,” he says, crossing the room to stand in front of me. It takes everything in my power not to shiver as his heat radiates against my exposed back.
“I don’t have much here,” I agree, finding his burning gaze in the mirror’s reflection.
“And we still haven’t discussed the sleeping arrangements.”
“We haven’t,” I say finally. The air’s so thick between us that I can barely breathe.
Neither of us speaks as Cole slides his finger under the sleeve of my dress, slowly stroking my goosebumps skin with a gentleness that’s driving me crazy. I’m so tempted to grab his face with both hands and bring his mouth crashing down on mine. I need more. Whatever this is, I need more.
He buries his face against my neck, his breath becoming ragged as he inhales my scent as if committing it to memory. With each passing second, his grip on me tightens possessively and I lavish it because I don’t want him to ever let me go.
I’m burning inside as the tip of his warm tongue swipes over my pulse point. If he doesn’t do something soon, I’m going to combust. My hands pressed against his chest grab his shirt so hard in anticipation that I’m surprised it doesn’t rip.
I have to take off this dress. Now. Because I’ve made up my mind regardless of the outcome.
I want Cole and I want that honeymoon.
“I need help getting out of my dress,” I say, licking my dry lips. “Can you help me with the buttons?”
Cole’s breathing becomes even heavier as he turns me around and undoes the buttons. One. By. One. He nibbles at my neck and the warmth of his mouth feels so good against my skin.
As a chill from the night air brushes against my exposed back, I tense up and Cole freezes. He slowly puts a little distance between us and moves his fevered kisses from my neck to the top of my head before whispering in my ear, “Get some sleep.”
Sleep?
What. The. Hell.
Surely I didn’t imagine that.
I turn around to pull him closer, to let him know that I more than want this... but he’s already gone.
