Page 41 of Cold Hearted


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"You're crazy," she laughs.

"Crazy about you."

Everyinchwhere we touch is on fire. I want her...I want her right fucking now, all the time, anywhere and everywhere. Her hand tightens around mine as I slide my palm up her thigh, into the warmth between her legs.

She bites her lip.

"Is this just physical?" she asks quietly.

I huff out a laugh. "Does it matter?"

"Focus on the road, Johnny."

I pull my hand away from her and focus on the road ahead. A part of me wonders why she asked that question. Maybe she's having doubts about us, but I can't let that happen. I need her too much.

I'm out of my head about her. I want to lock it down...I want to get her pregnant because I want her tostay.

"No, it's not just physical," I say, keeping my eyes on the road. "I want you in every way possible. Physically, emotionally, mentally. I want to make you mine in every sense of the word."

The car falls silent for a moment, as if she's letting my words sink in. I risk a glance over at her and see the way she's biting her lip, the way her chest rises and falls with each breath.

She's thinking hard about something.

Is she about to tell me no?

"What is it, Birdie?" I ask, my voice low.

"I want that too, Johnny," she says finally, turning to face me. "I want all of that with you."

Five minutes later, I'm carrying her over the threshold of my place in Fern Hollow like she's my blushing bride...and then I set to work making her feel like it. I put her down inside the house as she tears at my clothes, as we kiss like we can't fucking wait to have sex again. And I don't know if Ican. I need her like I need to breathe.

"Please," she whispers against my lips as I kiss her senseless. "Please..."

"Pleasewhat, baby?" I ask. "Use your words."

"Use me, Johnny," she begs. "Make me yours."

Fuck, I'm hard as a rock. I practically tear her clothes off and leave them in a trail down the hall as we go to the bedroom, and then we're tumbling down onto the bed.Ourbed--because I've spent all of three nights with her and I'm ready to give her everything I own.

"How do you want me to take you?" I ask, my tongue against her pulse. "Tell me."

"Get me pregnant, Johnny," she gasps, her nails raking over my back. "Put a baby in me."

I'm on top of her in an instant, pressing my body down against hers and kissing her hard. She moans as our tongues tangle and twist together and her fingers tighten in my hair.

"Oh, baby," she groans. "Oh, Johnny, please..."

I know what she wants. I know what she needs. I free her tits from her bra, letting the straps fall down her shoulders, and then I'm on them with my mouth. I kiss her breasts all over, taking one nipple into my mouth and sucking as she arches her back and moans. Then I switch my mouth to her other nipple, sucking and teasing her with my teeth.

I'm picturing her pregnant. Picturing her with her belly all big with my baby and her tits swollen and tender. I can't fucking handle this--I'm gonna blow before I even get started, and I want to make her feelgood.

But when I leave her breasts and kiss down her flat belly, I know she's ready for me. The scent of her is everywhere, and I can't resist running my nose down her skin and breathing her in. I slip my hand between her legs and slide my finger down into her slit, feeling her slick heat.

"Mmm," she moans, grinding her hips against my hand. "Johnny, please..."

"Baby, you're so fucking wet," I whisper hoarsely. "How badly do you want this?"

"I want you," she says, nuzzling my cheek with hers. "I want you inside me. All the time."

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