Part 20 (1/2)

A ma.s.sive limestone fireplace that soared to the ceiling dominated the center of the house. Tara could almost see the flames crackling in it.

”Great for blazing fires at night,” Cole said, coming up behind her and gathering her in his arms. ”We seem to do very well in front of fireplaces, don't we?”

Tara blushed at the obvious reference to the night of their reconciliation.

”I like a bride who can still blush,” he teased. ”I can't wait to see you in the firelight again.”

Tara felt her heartbeat accelerate at the antic.i.p.ation of the evening to come and the rest of the nights in this hideaway at the end of the world. She felt almost giddy with expectation and turned and hugged Cole tightly, pressing her face to his chest.

”Thank you for this,” she said. ”Thank you so very much.” She moved away from him, walking to the front to look at the view again. ”This whole place is so beautiful. It's like G.o.d's country.”

Cole stood beside her, one arm draped over her shoulders. ”I know. I get the same feeling when I'm at the ranch with Jake and Lindsey. It's like being in another world. No wonder Jake sold his house in the city when they got married and chose to live in Cibolo. I don't blame him.

It's paradise.”

They made no plans but just let each day happen, choosing activities as the moment struck them. Sometimes, they hiked the property, which covered a hundred acres. Other times, they roamed the countryside, stopping at out of the way places for lunch or dinner. In the evenings, they hunkered down in cozy comfort with one of the movies from the owner's collection, munching on hot, b.u.t.tery popcorn and cuddling on the couch as if they were teenagers.

And of course, they made love whenever the mood struck them. They were ravenous for each other, feasting in greedy hunger, driven by their newly acknowledged love. She was always ready for him, hot and wet and waiting. He took her everywhere- in bed, on the couch, on the floor, standing up in the shower. He used every bit of expertise he had to give her total satisfaction, driving them both to exquisite peaks of desire.

One afternoon, lying in front of the fire on thick cus.h.i.+ons after having had exhausting s.e.x, he nibbled on her ear and whispered, ”I want to try something different.”

”Oh?” She was so sated and relaxed she was sure she'd agree to anything. ”Different how?”

He bent over her, his tongue tracing circles around her nipples, down between the valley of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and lower to her throbbing c.l.i.t. ”Just...different. I think we've made love every way possible but one, and I want this with you more than you know.”

His fingers sought her c.l.i.t, ma.s.saging it as his mouth sucked each of her nipples. He slipped two fingers inside her, pulling them out slowly and showing them to her, covered with slick liquid. He licked his fingers slowly, drawing his tongue carefully from tip to knuckle. Then he lifted her and flipped her to her stomach, lowering himself to the cus.h.i.+ons between her thighs.

Before she could ask what he had in mind, he began lapping at her slit, thrusting his tongue inside her c.u.n.t and drawing it out slowly.

Tara griped the cus.h.i.+on beneath her head with her fists as sensations spiraled through her.

She was sure she didn't have another o.r.g.a.s.m left in her, but as always, Cole proved her wrong.

One of his large, warm hands moved to caress her b.u.t.tocks then trail down the cleft to the tight ring of her a.n.u.s.

She jerked, startled by the thought of his invasion there. Cole simply moved his head and showered kisses on the globes of her a.s.s, all the while letting his finger play in that area between them.

”Don't move,” he said, thrusting his fingers inside her p.u.s.s.y then spreading her juices on the puckered entrance to her r.e.c.t.u.m, r.i.m.m.i.n.g it with the tip of one finger.

”Cole?” The word escaped on a long breath.

”Shh. It's all right. Just relax and let me pleasure you.”

Did he intend to f.u.c.k her there? She had no idea how she would accommodate his enormous c.o.c.k.

”But-”

”Shh,” he repeated. ”It will be all right.”

As he worked her c.l.i.t, her p.u.s.s.y and the cleft of her b.u.t.tocks, she fell into a whirlpool of carnal l.u.s.t that blocked out everything else. Soon her mind was focused on nothing but the heat spiraling up from her c.u.n.t. Whatever Cole wanted, her body apparently was ready to give him.

He pulled her to her knees, spreading her legs wide and placed another pillow beneath her to brace her body.

”Take a deep breath, darlin'.” His voice was low and thick.

She did as he asked, drawing in every bit of air she could. At once, she felt the tip of his c.o.c.k against her a.n.u.s, pressing, pressing, pressing.

”Let it out slowly,” he told her.

As she did, he moved past the tight ring of muscle and partially into her r.e.c.t.u.m.

”Oh!” she cried out.

He stilled. ”Are you okay?”

Yes. No. Ice and heat rocketed through her veins.

”Yes,” she said at last in a shaky voice.

”All right, then. Another deep breath, then let it out slowly.”

And so it went. Every time she let out a breath, he invaded her even farther, until he was fully seated in that hot, dark tunnel. Flaming sparks fired everywhere inside her and s.h.i.+vers raced over her skin. She had never been drawn to a.n.a.l s.e.x, maybe because she had never trusted any man enough to give him the opportunity. But with Cole, she was willing to try anything.

An incredible wave of l.u.s.t roared through her, igniting her pulses, hardening her nipples and making her c.l.i.t throb in a demanding beat. She wanted this! It excited her in a way she'd never felt before. The dark eroticism of it thrilled her and gripped her in its clutch.

Cole reached around to find her c.l.i.t, rubbing it until she couldn't stand the stimulation any more. Until her body demanded more than this. Until she wanted him to f.u.c.k here there.

Now!

She pushed back against him, silently urging him to motion. Wrapping one arm around her waist to keep her in position, Cole pulled back then thrust into her in one swift movement.

Then again. In. Out. In. Out. On and on. She was lost in an erotic fog, everything focused on his c.o.c.k in her a.s.s and the incredible pleasure the friction caused her.

He rode her until the first tremors of her climax began then increased the speed of his movements so they crested and fell together. Tara felt herself whirling in s.p.a.ce, her entire body convulsing over and over again, rockets exploding behind her closed eyelids, She clenched over and over again, caught on a plane of desire she'd never known existed. Cole's warm s.e.m.e.n filled her r.e.c.t.u.m, setting off another series of tremors.

At last, when she was sure she could no longer stand it, the last aftershock s.h.i.+mmered over her, and she fell forward, Cole's body a heavy weight on top of her. Silently, he withdrew and stood up. She heard his footsteps leaving the room then returning. In a moment, she felt him cleaning her with a warm cloth. When he was finished, he turned her over to face him, wrapping his arms around her.

”Was it too much for you?” he asked.

She shook her head, unable to speak.

He frowned, concern in his eyes. ”Tara, are you all right? Was I too hard on you?”

Finally, she found her voice. ”It was the most amazing experience of my life. I've never felt anything like it.” She buried her head against his chest. ”It was...explosive.”

”I worried,” he told her, his hand wandering idly up and down her back. ”I would never make you do something you didn't want. You know that, right?”