Chapter 74 Pop 3

• Cole's POV
• "Cole... oh gods, it's too much," she moaned, her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, her hips grinding against nothing, desperate for relief.
• I hooked my fingers into her panties and tore them down her legs, the soaked lace ripping slightly in my haste. The scent of her arousal hit me like a drug—musky, intoxicating and I spread her thighs obscenely wide, pinning them open so she was completely exposed, her pussy glistening, swollen, and begging.