Crashing Together, page 14
I throw her on the bed, and she bounces on the mattress, laughter floating around us. “Cole! You ass!” she cries playfully.
I’m above her a second later, caging her in. Her beauty still makes me weak in the knees. I can stare at her for hours and never tire of it. I never thought I’d love again, but here she is. A gift I need to worship and cherish every day.
Being free from all the pain and the guilt I carried around with me for so long feels like a breath of fresh air. I’m able to let myself be happy and loved, and to love her back without fear or hesitation.
Leaning down, I capture her mouth with mine and slide my tongue inside, wanting to taste her, devour her. I rub my body against hers, and the heat between us is explosive.
In one swift movement, I lift her dress up and slide her panties off. Pulling my cock out of my shorts, I slide into her deep, and she gasps, crying out in a mix of pleasure and pain.
Delicious sweet pain.
I pound her against the headboard, my desire taking over as my need to consume her is strong. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and her groans grow louder as I bring her to climax.
Our sex is still as hot as that drunken night on the beach. Or maybe the next time since that is a blur. But Addi doesn’t need to know that.
When we finish, I collapse on the bed next to her, and she curls her body into mine, gearing up for the next round. Rest and repeat. It’s our thing.
“Pass me the remote under my pillow, baby. I’m in the mood for some music.”
She slides her hand under and feels around. “I don’t feel it. Where is it?”
“Keep looking, it’s there.”
She shuffles around and then stops. “What’s this?”
“What?” I ask.
Addi pulls out a small box and looks at it as she frowns. When she looks up at me, I know I can’t hide the shit-eating grin on my face. Her expression shifts, and her frown lifts into a smile. I never did have a good poker face.
“Cole …” She flips open the box and gasps. “Oh my—”
Before she can finish, I jump up and lift her out of bed, standing her beside it. I drop to one knee and take the box gently from her hand. “Marry me.”
Addi cries out, covering her mouth with her hand. “Yes, yes, yes!” She pulls me up to a stand and jumps on me, knocking us down on the bed.
Round two …
THE END
Also by Lyssa Cole
Stripped Bare (Love & Trust Series #1)
Love in Disguise (Love & Trust Series #2)
Sweeter Pleasures
House Rules
Twisted Fate- a FREE newsletter serial! Subscribe to my newsletter here!
Long Road Home- coming soon!
Acknowledgments
Amanda, my PA and designer. Amanda’s been with me since the beginning. She’s been with me through this horrible past year and half and kept me updated and into the indie world as best she could without letting me checkout completely. I would’ve never been able to do this without her. I can’t thank her enough. Love you.
Michelle, my critique partner and writing friend. She also stuck with me through everything and often comforted me and gave advice. She always helps with my writing whenever I need her to and gives great feedback and advice. She’s vital to my world.
William, You inspired me to write again, showering me with love and showing me what good love is, what a good man is. After love breaks you, it’s hard to write about it in a positive way. But he picked me up when I was down and got me back into writing and believing in what I’ve always believed in- true love.
Jenny- My amazing editor who came through for me right until the very end! I love how quick she responded and helped me at the last minute. An absolute lifesaver and I will treasure her forever!!
To all those who’ve helped me in the indie community- authors, bloggers, readers- thank you. We can’t do it without each other.
To my readers- thanks for sticking by me and still wanting to read my stories after my disappearance and my changing of release dates, etc. I promise I’ll keep delivering stories!
About the Author
Lyssa Cole has been in love with books for as long as she can remember. Escaping into a story is her favorite pastime. Wanting to be a writer for a couple years, she is now crafting her own stories. She loves to write sweet & sexy romance with lots of heat and some suspense to keep you guessing and wanting to turn that page! She lives in Southeastern Mass with two children and two dogs. Lover of coffee, all things chocolate, & always the avid reader, you can keep up with Lyssa Cole by subscribing to her newsletter here: http://buff.ly/2q4Benq.
Want to Stalk Me?
www.lyssacolebooks.com
lyssacole@lyssacolebooks.com
Lyssa Cole, Crashing Together
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I’m above her a second later, caging her in. Her beauty still makes me weak in the knees. I can stare at her for hours and never tire of it. I never thought I’d love again, but here she is. A gift I need to worship and cherish every day.
Being free from all the pain and the guilt I carried around with me for so long feels like a breath of fresh air. I’m able to let myself be happy and loved, and to love her back without fear or hesitation.
Leaning down, I capture her mouth with mine and slide my tongue inside, wanting to taste her, devour her. I rub my body against hers, and the heat between us is explosive.
In one swift movement, I lift her dress up and slide her panties off. Pulling my cock out of my shorts, I slide into her deep, and she gasps, crying out in a mix of pleasure and pain.
Delicious sweet pain.
I pound her against the headboard, my desire taking over as my need to consume her is strong. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and her groans grow louder as I bring her to climax.
Our sex is still as hot as that drunken night on the beach. Or maybe the next time since that is a blur. But Addi doesn’t need to know that.
When we finish, I collapse on the bed next to her, and she curls her body into mine, gearing up for the next round. Rest and repeat. It’s our thing.
“Pass me the remote under my pillow, baby. I’m in the mood for some music.”
She slides her hand under and feels around. “I don’t feel it. Where is it?”
“Keep looking, it’s there.”
She shuffles around and then stops. “What’s this?”
“What?” I ask.
Addi pulls out a small box and looks at it as she frowns. When she looks up at me, I know I can’t hide the shit-eating grin on my face. Her expression shifts, and her frown lifts into a smile. I never did have a good poker face.
“Cole …” She flips open the box and gasps. “Oh my—”
Before she can finish, I jump up and lift her out of bed, standing her beside it. I drop to one knee and take the box gently from her hand. “Marry me.”
Addi cries out, covering her mouth with her hand. “Yes, yes, yes!” She pulls me up to a stand and jumps on me, knocking us down on the bed.
Round two …
THE END
Also by Lyssa Cole
Stripped Bare (Love & Trust Series #1)
Love in Disguise (Love & Trust Series #2)
Sweeter Pleasures
House Rules
Twisted Fate- a FREE newsletter serial! Subscribe to my newsletter here!
Long Road Home- coming soon!
Acknowledgments
Amanda, my PA and designer. Amanda’s been with me since the beginning. She’s been with me through this horrible past year and half and kept me updated and into the indie world as best she could without letting me checkout completely. I would’ve never been able to do this without her. I can’t thank her enough. Love you.
Michelle, my critique partner and writing friend. She also stuck with me through everything and often comforted me and gave advice. She always helps with my writing whenever I need her to and gives great feedback and advice. She’s vital to my world.
William, You inspired me to write again, showering me with love and showing me what good love is, what a good man is. After love breaks you, it’s hard to write about it in a positive way. But he picked me up when I was down and got me back into writing and believing in what I’ve always believed in- true love.
Jenny- My amazing editor who came through for me right until the very end! I love how quick she responded and helped me at the last minute. An absolute lifesaver and I will treasure her forever!!
To all those who’ve helped me in the indie community- authors, bloggers, readers- thank you. We can’t do it without each other.
To my readers- thanks for sticking by me and still wanting to read my stories after my disappearance and my changing of release dates, etc. I promise I’ll keep delivering stories!
About the Author
Lyssa Cole has been in love with books for as long as she can remember. Escaping into a story is her favorite pastime. Wanting to be a writer for a couple years, she is now crafting her own stories. She loves to write sweet & sexy romance with lots of heat and some suspense to keep you guessing and wanting to turn that page! She lives in Southeastern Mass with two children and two dogs. Lover of coffee, all things chocolate, & always the avid reader, you can keep up with Lyssa Cole by subscribing to her newsletter here: http://buff.ly/2q4Benq.
Want to Stalk Me?
www.lyssacolebooks.com
lyssacole@lyssacolebooks.com
Lyssa Cole, Crashing Together
