A scent that was so familiar my head spun. “Is that what I think it is?”
“Yup. Cherry blossom. I think it’s Japanese, though, not Cornish.”
“Doesn’t matter. Still smells like home.”
Cole’s smirk softened. “Yeah? And where’s that?”
“Wherever you are.” I didn’t mean it to sound so cheesy, but it was true. The farm had been my safe place for ten years, but I’d always been the stable boy who went to bed alone. These days I looked forward to long winter nights and endless summer days because I spent them with Cole, and there was nowhere else I’d rather be.
Cole finally kissed me. He stripped my clothes and laid me down on the bed. In recent months, I’d grown used to him pulling me over him and encouraging me to do whatever I wanted with him, but already this felt different, even from our earliest encounters when I’d done nothing but tremble and blush. He didn’t watch me like a hawk anymore, gauging my reactions. He knew what I liked. What I loved. What Icraved.
He knew all my secrets.
As I knew his.
Cole took me in his mouth while he worked me open with his fingers, then teased me with his tongue. Rimming drove me wild. Addictive, but not quite enough. It made me shake and gasp for breath, sweat running down my flushed face. I wanted to wriggle away and drag him up my body, but it was too good to quit, and Cole didn’t seem to be in any hurry.
He tortured me for what seemed like hours. Then he pulled back, and the click of the lube bottle pulled me back to the present.
I didn’t watch as he slicked his cock. Instead, I lost myself in his face and tugged him down to kiss me, bending my legs to my chest as he aligned us.
His cock pressed against me.
I sucked in a deep breath.
Cole tapped my lips. “Don’t hold it. Just relax. I won’t hurt you.”
I’d never worried about that. But his dick easing inside me stung all the same.
My eyes watered, and I fought to soften my tense muscles.
Cole stroked my face and kissed me, gently at first, then harder as he breached my body, inch by inch.
His tongue slipped into my mouth, demanding I kiss him back. I answered him as best I could, and the burn where we were joined faded more and more as I lost myself to savaging his lips.
Cole began to move. He rolled his hips in slow motion, testing me. I waited for the stretching burn to come back, but it didn’t, and in its place, consuming pleasure bloomed in me. I was so fucking full, of him, and of every emotion that came with reaching this point. I didn’t know why we’d waited so long, and perhaps I never would. But as his rhythm grew bolder and the heat inside me unfurled, I knew without doubt that there had never been a moment more right than this.
My dick was so hard. I reached for it and jacked myself in time with Cole’s every drive inside me. He was curled protectively around me, his thighs holding mine up, and he swallowed every desperate sound I made with a kiss.
He fucked me with steady, searching thrusts, each one stoking the heat between us.
The pleasure inside me uncoiled with every slam of his cock. It was too much. I was about to blow. But he slowed before I fell, then withdrew.
He rolled us over, hauling me on top of him before I could blink. “I was dreaming of your thighs wrapped around me the whole time you were riding that horse. I want you to come like this.”
Shocked by the sudden loss of him inside me, my brain was slower than my body to compute what he meant. I lowered myself down on his cock, and he was right where I needed him again before I truly knew what I was doing.
The change in angle was dizzying. I moaned and squeezed my thighs around Cole’s fit body.
He threw his head back with a rough groan. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
I had no point of reference. He’d never done this to me, and as I quickly found the pace that made my body sing, I was glad of it. He didn’t have to teach me everything. Sometimes I just had to learn.
And I was a fast learner. I ground down on Cole’s dick and circled my hips over and over. My cock found its way back to my hand, and the double-edged pleasure crept up on me. Then ambushed me as though I hadn’t known it was coming.
I let out a strangled cry. “Fuck. I’m going to come.”
“Do it,” Cole gritted out. “I’m gonna come so fucking hard.”