No Place Like Home: The Coming Home Series, Book 1 by Jennifer Kacey

come. I need it. Then after you come I’m going to put you on the bed and fuck you until you come again, and again, and again.”
    “Cole…”
    His name. It came out a whisper and a prayer as he pulled her ass back flush to him. He rubbed against her, curling his fingers inside her, tapping her g-spot.
    “Huh, huh, huh,” she breathed out. “Please…”
    He bit her. Wasn’t something he planned or something he’d ever really done before, but that was all she needed.
    Charlie came with a wail and her pussy clamped onto his fingers. Her sex was so tight he couldn’t move in and out of her any longer, so he focused on her g-spot and her clit. Ramping up her pleasure as far as it could go pushed her orgasm to another place. She collapsed in his arms and he twisted her around, lifting her into his arms.
    It wouldn’t have taken him more than five steps to put her on the bed, another handful of seconds to get naked and inside her. But he simply held her instead. In the alcove of the door, he pulled her to him, swaying back and forth as she continued to jolt every few seconds in his arms. “That was incredible.” He whispered it into the sacred space between them.
    Her giggle went straight through his chest, warming every inch of him.
    Just sex. That’s all this is. Just. Sex.
    “Isn’t that supposed to be my line?” She shifted against him until she could stare up at him. Her two-toned eyes seemed to be lit from inside. She lifted a shaky hand and touched his cheek. “Most definitely it’s my line.”
    “I beg to differ.” He lifted her until he could kiss her lips. Her taste. He needed it.
    “Cole?”
    “Yes, beautiful?”
    “Set me down.”
    Took him a few seconds to decide if he agreed with that plan. But the look in her eyes? As if she had a secret she wanted to tell him. Hell. Yes.
    Oh so slowly he let her go, sliding her down his body until she stood before him.
    He expected her to kiss him and climb on the bed. That’s what he was prepared for. But that’s not what she did.
    “My turn.”
    Several options seemed to filter through her head, and then a blush heated her cheeks and flushed down her chest.
    That mystery he needed an answer to. How far it went down.
    Needed.
    The rosy flesh spread along her sternum and the tops of her breasts, tingeing her nipples a darker shade.
    “So that’s how far down it goes.” The pads of his fingers followed the color and he swirled it around her areola. His mouth watered as he thought of tasting her.
    “Still my turn.” She slid to her knees, with the look of satisfied woman softening her breathing. Her hands on his skin enflamed a need in him he’d never felt before.
    “I want you,” she mumbled as she nibbled on her bottom lip. Staring at his belt buckle, she squinted at it before tugging his belt through.
    “You don’t have to do this.” He said it but he didn’t mean it. He didn’t want to say it, but it seemed like the right thing to do for some reason.
    “But I do.” She unbuttoned his slacks, sliding the zipper down one pair of tines at a time.
    Arousal came back twice as strong when she licked her lips.
    “I can smell you.”
    “Ooof.” He huffed out a breath and helped her push off his boxers and slacks. The handcuffs clanged together as they hit the ground. He grabbed them. “Come with me.” Snatching her hand, he pulled her to her feet and took her farther into the room.
    “But I want to play.”
    Cole fell onto his back on the bed and pulled her down next to him. “You can play all you want. I just didn’t want to pass out on you. I have a feeling when you put your hands on me, your mouth on me, I’m not going to be able to stand.”
    She pushed her hair out of her face and looked down at him. “You made me stand.” Her smile. Fuck. Her smile.
    “Yes, I did. I’ll never forget it either. You coming on my fingers for the first time? Epic.” He urged her down to kiss him. Her lips. So soft. On his jaw. His chest. His