We finish our drinks and fries, then order another round of beers. I talk her into playing some pool and darts. Her spirits lift, and we end up laughing and talking for the next few hours. It feels like old times when we just enjoyed being together.
“Christmas was pretty special this year,” she says as we finish playing our second round of pool. “Probably one of the best since I left.”
“Yeah? What would make it the absolute best?” I smirk, quirking a brow.
“If you kissed me under the mistletoe again,” she says confidently, looking up. I hadn’t even realized the bar had them hanging scattered along the ceiling, but I’m not complaining.
“I think I can do that.” I grin, stepping closer and wrapping an arm around her waist. Pulling her against me, I grasp the back of her neck until our lips collide. Last time, I went slow and cautious as I wasn’t sure how she’d react, but now I slide my tongue between her soft lips with fervor and taste her like I’d been dreaming of.
Sarah fists her hands in my shirt and hangs onto me as though I’m her lifeline. Little moans escape from her, and my entire body burns with electricity as she awakens a part of me that’s been dormant since we broke up. My cock presses against my jeans, and I know she can feel it by the way she pushes into me.
“Sarah…” I whisper desperately. Though we’re in the back of the bar, and it’s dimly lit, we don’t need to give the locals a show. “Come home with me tonight. Please,” I beg, then feather kisses along her jawline to her ear.
“Are you sure, Cole?” she asks as she tilts her head back, giving me access to her neck.
“I meant what I said earlier. I’d give anything to have one more night with you even if it shattered my heart all over again.”
“I don’t want to break your heart,” she admits. “But I’d give anything to be with you too.”
“Thank fuck,” I groan. “Let’s get out of here then.”
We don’t need to discuss this any further because now I know we want the same thing, consequences be damned.
After I pay our tab, I drive us to my house, and within ten minutes, we’re rushing in the front door and clawing at each other’s clothes.
“I still remember the way you taste, baby,” I tell her, nibbling her earlobe. “It’s been burned into my goddamn memory for years, and I never thought I’d get the opportunity again, so prepare for an all-nighter. I plan to eat your pussy before I fuck you over and over.”
“Holy hell, Cole.” She gasps with ragged breathing. “I almost forgot how much I loved your dirty talk.”
“Gonna remind you all night, sweetheart.” I flash her a wink, then remove her shirt. “Let me see you.”
She unclasps her bra, and her breasts fall into my palms. Though she’s just as beautiful as she’s always been, her body’s changed, and I love it.
“So goddamn stunning, Sarah. Your curves are so fucking hot.”
“You really think so?” she asks, and I hear the insecurity in her voice. “I became addicted to Chicago-style pizza, and it probably shows.”
I chuckle, shaking my head in disbelief. “Every inch of you is perfect.”
“Then that’s all that matters,” she confirms.
“I mean it…” I push. “You’re gorgeous, inside and out. Always have been.”
“I wanna see you now,” she tells me eagerly, lowering her fingers to my zipper. “All of you.”
“You will, sweet Sarah. But first…” I lift her up before I say another word and hold her in my arms. “We’re moving somewhere more comfortable.”
Chapter Five
SARAH
Sweet Sarah.
I haven’t heard that in six years.
Cole always called me that when we were making love, except he’d say it like he was starving for me and couldn’t get enough. Like he had to have me right then and there.
It made me feel so special and wanted again.
I can’t believe I ever gave this up for a career.
When I’m back in his arms, I know, without a doubt, my feelings—our connection—is still present.
Cole leads me to his bedroom and lays me down on the bed. He towers between my thighs, and I wrap my legs around him and pull him closer.
“I never stopped loving you,” I say honestly, feeling how hard he is against my stomach. “I don’t think I can. I’ve been in love with you since I was fifteen.”
“I’ve always loved you, Sarah. I meant it the first time I told you, and I mean it now. I’ve loved you for thirteen years.”
Tears well in the corner of my eyes, and I can’t stop the laughter from escaping. “This is crazy.”
He brushes his lips against mine. “I’m crazy in love with you.”
I arch my back as he lowers his mouth to my neck and palms my breast. Every cell in my body lights up as he caresses me while his touch heats my skin.
Cole leans back and helps me out of my jeans and panties. He pulls me down the bed until my ass nearly hangs off, and after he widens my legs, he kneels between them.
“Fuck, baby,” he growls. He presses kisses to my thighs, moving closer and closer to my pussy, but then skipping over it and going to the other thigh.
“Don’t tease me,” I plead desperately. He’s driving me wild with anticipation, and I might combust if he doesn’t touch me soon.
“I’m going to do a lot more than tease you, sweetheart.” He rubs the pad of his thumb over my clit, then slowly licks his tongue up my slit.
It’s fucking heaven.
“Do that again,” I beg breathlessly. “And don’t stop.”
He chuckles against the warmth of my skin, causing goose bumps to rise. I rock my hips, hoping he’ll put his mouth back on me.
“Goddamn, you’re needy,” he rasps. “I can’t wait to feel you squeeze my dick.”
“Yes…please,” I moan.
Cole bends my knees slightly before devouring me. He alternates between sucking and licking, bringing me closer to the edge with every swipe of his tongue.
“Oh my God,” I pant.
Cole groans as he sinks two fingers inside me while playing with my clit. His scruffy jaw scratches against me with his movements, heightening my arousal even more. My hands fist the sheets as my back nearly flies to the ceiling.
“So fucking sweet,” he purrs, then presses kisses to my inner thigh. “As much as I want to spend the next hour between your legs, I need to be inside you.”
“Yes, God yes…” I nod frantically as I watch him undress. The moment his cock comes into view, my body aches with desperation.
Cole strokes himself as we intently watch each other. He’s bulked up since the last time I saw him, and it’s impossible not to notice how fit he is.
“You look so good,” I admit, lowering my eyes down and licking my lips.
He chuckles softly, then rests a knee on the bed between my legs. “You’re so goddamn stunning. It’s gonna take all the willpower in the world not to ram you so hard the headboard makes a dent in the wall.”