The Bridesmaid's Best Man - Page 69

“Take off your dress,” he said, mimicking her earlier request of him. “Keep the shoes on.” He grinned playfully.

Angie reached behind her. She couldn’t wait to lie with Cole, skin on skin. “I need your help.”

Cole rose and sat up. Angie watched him intensely, her sex clenching as her peaked nipples rasped against the tight material. She couldn’t hide her shiver as Cole lowered the zipper. His hands were large and strong against the simple, fragile dress. She wanted him to rip off the fabric. Instead he peeled it off her gradually. She stretched, exaggerating each move as the intense arousal soared through her. She arched her back and thrust her breasts.

Once he removed her dress, Angie slowly exhaled, her breath echoing in the charged silence. She laid her hands on Cole’s shoulders, her fingers digging into his muscles. She could feel his hot gaze on her breasts. Her skin tingled as Cole licked his lips. She waited for him to take her into his mouth.

“Keep dancing, Angie. Show off your body.”

Angie held back a frustrated cry. Dancing wasn’t on her mind. There was no music, except for the thrumming beat of her heart. His mouth was right at the tips of her breasts. She wanted to feel his tongue on her. She wanted him to tease her everywhere until she was begging for mercy.

She would have him begging for mercy, she decided. Angie caught his eye and fondled her breasts, moaning from the unreal pleasure. She felt Cole’s burning passion when she gasped while pinching her nipples. She pinched harder, tilting her head back and calling out his name.

Angie slid her hands down her flat stomach before cupping her sex. She held his gaze. She no longer felt shy. She felt powerful. Naughty. Demanding. She dipped one hand into her panties and stroked the slick folds of her sex.

Cole drew her hands to her sides and held her hips. He slid something cold and metallic along her skin. She looked down and stilled. “I-is that...”

“This is the key to my apartment,” he said softly. “I want you to have it.”

She stared at the silver key chain. It was simple and elegant with just one key. He had made a key for her. And bought the key chain with her in mind. Excitement pulsed through her, but she was afraid she was misreading his gesture. “Why?” she asked and caution fought with elation.

“I want you to move in with me.” His voice was a whisper as he stripped her panties down her legs. The key chain slipped from his fingers and fell on the bed.

“Are you sure?” she asked, helping him remove the last item of clothing. Her legs wobbled as she straddled him again. She didn’t want to push him into anything.

“Yes, this is just the beginning,” he said as he placed his hands on her hips and guided her down. “One of these days I’m going to convince you to marry me.”

Angie groaned as Cole stretched and filled her. His words reverberated in her head. She leaned into him, sinking deeper as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

“I’m all for marriage,” Angie said as she vibrated with need. “I said I wasn’t going to marry. But that was because I thought you didn’t want marriage.”

Cole threaded his fingers through her hair and held her tight. She couldn’t look away from him even if she wanted to. “I’m going to marry you, Angie.”

“Yes.” She rocked forward and back, setting a wild pace, chasing the pleasure. Cole held on to her, surging against her pressing hips. His thrusts were hard, relentless until he found his release. He kept her tightly in his arms as he pulsed into her and she climaxed.

Cole fell back onto the bed, taking Angie with him. She sank against Cole as she tried to catch her breath. The blood pounded in her ears and her heart beat against her ribs. Her skin was hot and sticky with sweat but she didn’t want to move. She could stay curled against Cole forever.

“I’m going to ask you again,” Cole said roughly as he held her beside him. She noticed his hand trembled as he stroked her damp hair. “I don’t want you to think I said it in the heat of the moment.”

“The answer will always be the same,” Angie said before she kissed his neck, his cheek and mouth. “Today, tomorrow, or on our golden anniversary. I love you, Cole. And the answer will always be yes.”

Epilogue

Six months later

BEST. BACHELORETTE. PARTY. EVER. Angie whooped with delight at the thought. She pumped her hands up in the air as she watched the men posture and swing their sticks for the crowd. Despite their thick and powerful legs, these men were agile. Poetry in motion. She couldn’t tear her gaze away.

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