Once Upon a Dare (Risky Business)(58)
“Aren’t you a little overdressed for a fashion show?” Olivia panted.
“I figured if I was going to crash and burn, I might as well look good doing it,” he explained, placing a kiss on her exposed collarbone and working his way up her neckline. Her skin was hot to the touch. She was burning up. They were burning up. All was right in the world.
“I’d say you succeeded,” she teased, unbuttoning his pants with swift fingers. She released his cock and stroked it, sending shockwaves through his body. “Baby, I need you inside me now.”
He groaned in ecstasy as she lowered herself onto his shaft in one quick motion, her body clenching him tightly and claiming him as her own. “I’ve missed you so much.”
“I see that,” she purred, rocking her hips slowly and taking him deep. If he didn’t know better, he’d think she was testing his endurance. Fortunately, it was a short ride back to his apartment and he meant to make good on his promise. They’d both come before this ride was over. They had the rest of their lives to take it slow.
“Don’t think this means you’re off the hook, Cole Bennett.” Olivia quickened the pace, her thrusts becoming more insistent. “You still have a lot of making up to do.”
“Sweetheart, I’m just getting started,” he promised, gripping her hips and lifting his pelvis to her, matching her feverish pace as she pushed them toward climax.
“Now that’s what I’m talking about.” She lowered her mouth to his, placing a gentle kiss on his lips before pulling back. She was definitely teasing him now, challenging him. And he knew just how to respond. When she leaned in for another kiss, her nose brushing his, Cole twisted his fingers in her hair, tilting her head to the side and taking control. As expected, his aggression fueled her passion, her kisses becoming deeper and more desperate as her tongue sought refuge in his mouth, mating with his own.
He said a silent prayer for second chances. If Olivia had rejected his apology…well, he couldn’t even think about it. The prospect of going through the rest of his life without moments like this, without holding her close, was unfathomable. He would be true to his word, and when the time was right, he’d make her his wife, if she’d have him.
“Baby, you’ve only got a few more blocks to pull this fantasy off,” she chided, panting as she rode Cole to ecstasy, their bodies crashing together in harmony.
“That sounds like a challenge.” He smirked, slipping a hand between them to massage the bundle of nerves he knew would push her to oblivion. He rolled his thumb across her center as she rocked her hips furiously, clutching his shoulder and digging her nails into the soft fabric of his jacket. He leaned back, riding the ascent to his own orgasm as she drove him toward climax.
Just two more quick strokes and Olivia’s moans reached a crescendo the driver was sure to hear. Her body tightened around him, demanding he join her in a shattering release, the intensity of which he’d never experienced before. His body shuddered with pleasure as she withdrew everything he had to give.
When she finally collapsed on his chest in exhaustion, he held her tight, stroking her hair and planting a kiss on top of her head. What he wouldn’t give to extend the ride, even by a moment, so he wouldn’t have to let her go. This was what it was all about—the quiet moments with the one you loved. It had taken him a while, thirty-four years to be exact, but he finally understood.
“That. Was. Amazing,” she declared, sitting up and zipping his pants. Her eyes were bright and her smile was as wide as he’d ever seen. She truly was the most beautiful woman in the world. “We have to do this again.”
“Your wish is my command.”
Olivia threw her head back and laughed. “I’m going to hold you to that, you know.”
“I’d expect nothing less,” he admitted, grasping her hands in his once again. “I meant everything I said tonight. I am going to spend every day for the rest of my life doing whatever it takes to make you happy.”
“Whatever it takes?” she asked with a coy smile, her hair falling over one eye. “I like the sound of that.”
Epilogue
Olivia shivered and snuggled closer to Cole. He wrapped a well-muscled arm around her shoulder and pulled her in for a kiss, his peppermint-coated lips moving hungrily over hers. She sucked on his bottom lip, the tension between them reaching a maddening pitch. Yep. He’d definitely been sampling her Chap Stick again.
It was a brisk morning, giving her the perfect excuse to cuddle up to her man and indulge in a little PDA. Not that she needed an excuse. Besides, she was having too much fun to care who was watching. Five years in the city and she’d never even considered attending the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. It had always seemed touristy, crowded, and freaking cold. But PBA had recently done some work for the retailer and Cole had scored passes to view the event from Harold Square. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and they were making the most of it, guzzling hot chocolate and reveling in the excitement with three million other happy parade goers.
“Having fun?” Cole asked, nipping at her frozen ear and warming it up with his steamy breath. Desire stirred deep within her, desperate to be unleashed. It was colder than a polar bear’s butt and yet, somehow, he still managed to light a fire in her belly. He always had the effect, and it seemed to be growing stronger each day.