Fall Back Skyward (Fall Back #1)(79)

He nods quickly, his breath ragged and the bulge in his pants pressing into my stomach.

He wants me. I want him.

“Keys,” I say, eyebrows raised. He puts them in my palm. I push his chest with my hand, causing him to take a step back. I turn around and open the car door, toss my shoes and clutch on the backseat, and then climb on the passenger seat and crawl across to the driver’s seat. A pair of big strong hands grab my backside and knead with deliberate strokes. I glance over my shoulder to see Cole leaning inside the car, his eyes focused on me.

He bends down and nips my skin through the dress and I shiver. “I love your ass. Come on, hurry up.”

God.

I hope we arrive at Chester’s Hotel without causing an accident. My entire body is humming with the need to feel his hands on my skin. His face between my breasts, his warm breath feathering my skin there. I’m addicted to Cole, his effect on me is more than just a rush.




We arrive at Chester’s, a private little comfy hotel ten minutes away from the Fair Tree. I booked it a week ago and paid the deposit by cash. I dart a glance at Cole and I swear his eyes almost pop out of his head they are so wide. I giggle and kiss his parted lips before grabbing my shoes and clutch and exiting the car. After handing the keys over to the valet, I slip on the heels and grab Cole’s hand and walk toward the hotel entrance. He tightens his fingers around mine as he finally gets the gist of what’s about to happen. Once we reach the reception, a young man hands me a key after confirming my details. I smile at Cole and tug him toward the elevators.





“ARE YOU GOING TO STAND there the whole night?” I ask, smirking at Cole. He’s standing a few feet away from the bed, his hands balled into fists in his pockets. I hope he can’t see how nervous I am.

Doesn’t he want this? Did I read his signals wrong? I felt his need for me when he pressed his pelvis to mine.

He stares at me for several seconds. The longer his eyes are on me, the more the hunger in his eyes deepens. I take a deep breath to ease the butterflies in my stomach. My skin is tight and too hot and tingling, desperate for Cole’s touch. He nods, and licks his lips. He pulls his hands from his pockets and drags his fingers through his hair.

“God. Nor. I love you so much. Sometimes I don’t know where I end and you begin. If we have sex, there is no going back. I’m never letting you go. I’ve wanted this so bad and I thought I’d wait until you were ready. I’m not sure I’ll be able to control myself. I want this to be special for you. For me.”

“I’m not planning on going back. I don’t want you to ever let go. I love you, Cole. I want this with you. No one else, but you.”

He starts to pace again, his eyes roaming everywhere as though he’s searching for something. When he doesn’t find what he is looking for, his fingers go around his bowtie and attempt to loosen it. His hands are trembling badly. So, I walk toward him and stop. I cover his hand with mine and look into his eyes. His love and desire for me shines so hot and bright I’m still wondering why I’m standing upright when I should be ashes at his feet.

“I’ve wanted this for a long time, Cole. I’ve wanted this with no one else, but you. It has always been you. Always you.”

His lips part and his breath comes out faster. Cole cups my cheek with one hand and wraps the fingers of his other hand around the nape of my neck, brushing a thumb against the skin there. I moan softly, breathe faster, and I’m five seconds from shattering. He groans, his eyes bright with excitement. “We need condoms.”

“In my bag.” Megs and I went shopping a week ago and grabbed different sizes. I ended up taking two from each pack and tucking them inside my tiny clutch.

As soon as those words leave my mouth, his lips are on mine, parting them wider as he plunges his tongue inside my mouth, claiming me in desperate passionate strokes. His hand leaves my cheek and moves down to grab my hip, bunching my dress in his fist.

Suddenly he grins and I have to grab his forearms to stop myself from toppling over.

“I’m going to show you more, Nor. I’m going to make you mine. Just mine. Always and forever.”

“Always and forever,” I repeat the promise. I know we are young right now, but with Cole, I feel everything. It can only get better from here.

Finally, the black bowtie comes undone. Cole takes it from my hands and bunches it up in his, then places his hands on my shoulders and slowly spins me around. He plucks out the pins holding my hair up and tosses them on the night stand then sweeps my hair over my shoulder to one side. I feel his breath feathering my neck just before his lips land there, placing soft kisses and tracing a path to the sensitive place behind my ear with his tongue. He nips my earlobe then slips it into his mouth.

Oh my God.

Heat pools between my legs. In just a few minutes Cole and I will be joined like I’ve desired for such a long time. He moves that wicked mouth from my ear, leaving a trail of kisses that stop at the top of my back. I feel his fingers fumble with the zipper and slide it down and the soft whoosh is increased ten-fold by my sensitive hearing. Every sound, every touch is increased in magnitude.

I look over my shoulder to find his eyes focused on my backside. His breathing is no longer ragged. It’s mega fast. He lifts his face and when he finds me looking at him, he winks at me and signs, “Great ass.”