It was sheer bliss. Being in Cole’s arms, knowing he was ready to give a real relationship with me a try, was like the best aphrodisiac. I couldn’t get enough of him. Although, I think a small part of me was still doubtful about our future, so I wanted everything I could get from him at this moment in case I lost him.
His bare skin slid over mine as he feathered kisses down my neck and shoulder. My eyes fluttered closed as I savored the warmth his mouth created on my skin. One moment, I was on my back with him looming over me, and the next, I was flipped onto my stomach. The motion was swift but gentle.
My shocked gasp turned into a giggle. It still surprised me how strong he was. “What are you doing?” I asked, peeking at Cole over my shoulder. The carnal intent gleaming in his eyes made me shiver with delight.
He smirked. “Something you’ll like.”
There was no doubt I would. No one would ever handle my body the way Cole did. I didn’t want anyone else to. He pulled me up so I was on my knees, and my heart thumped with anticipation.
“Are you okay?” he murmured.
“Stop worrying about my leg, Cole. I’m fine.” Pain was an afterthought, with the delicious heat of his body engulfing me. My back was flush against his hard abdomen, and I tried to get even closer.
I was relieved when he stopped hesitating and touched me. His hand splayed over my stomach in a surprisingly possessive way. It drove away some of my deep-rooted anxiety. Carrying his child didn’t seem so daunting anymore. He’d be there for me. I knew he would. Even if things went south and he changed his mind about wanting a relationship, he’d stand up to his responsibility.