He couldn't help a low groan when he felt her hands at his front, tugging and pulling and just barely relieving the tension that had been building up in his groin. A low chuckle followed it, and he smirked up at her even as another ache of need pulsed through him. The flash of her teeth over her dark lip made his pulse race. He wanted those teeth on him, in his flesh, at his throat. "For you, Reese, I'd make the time, schedule be damned." Cole let her squirm free without too much resistance, the feel of her sliding against him intoxicating in all the right ways.<br/><br/>When she stood and lifted her arms he wasted no time in sliding to his knees in turn, hands on her hips. He nosed open the flap of her jeans and found the zipper with his teeth, tugging it down slowly,<i>click-click-click.</i>He liked the view from there, up her toned belly and full breasts, up at her beautiful jaw and those dark eyes. He let go as she moved away, staying there on his knees to watch her slip her pants down and away, once more exposing herself to him. Whereas before he had taken it as a mild tease and little else, now his gut tightened and clenched with a need to feel her, to fill his hand with her supple flesh and feel her move against his body. He stood and strode forward, his movements sure and even somewhat predatory, like a big cat on the prowl.<br/><br/>"I think the space will do just fine. And trust me, Reese. I'm going to taste you as much as I can." The words barely cleared his lips before he was on her, holding her head with both hands to kiss her, tongue thrust deep into her mouth. He groaned against her lips and reached down to loosen his own pants, the light fabric sliding down his legs to his ankles readily. He kicked them aside, and his hands reached around to grasp her ass, shamelessly squeezing and kneading as he kissed her. His length was pressed against her belly, hot and hard through the fabric of his boxer briefs, and he moved back a little to take one of her hands.<br/><br/>Cole pressed it over his bulge, letting her feel how hard he was, how hot and ready his cock was for her. "See what you did?" he asked her breathlessly, a grin on his lips. He squeezed her hand over it and let his head fall back, rubbing himself with her palm and her fingers, indulging for just a moment. "I can't wait until I get to use it for you," he whispered, and kissed her again, pressing in so her hand was flat between their bodies. He bore her back to the bed, gently tipping her backwards onto it, and he bent down to hook his fingers into the straps of her thong to pull it down and away.<br/><br/>His eyes stayed on hers as he exposed her, allowing her to see the excitement in his eyes, the thrill that came with seeing someone's body entirely naked for the first time. It was a rush he had learned to never discount, a wave he could ride for hours if he had to. Cole was careful to leave the pistols untouched as he slid the thin fabric down her legs and away. They would remain, holsters, straps and all. He dropped the skimpy fabric and smoothed his hands down her legs, settling back on his knees on the floor as his fingertips smoothed along her knee and outer thighs. He lifted one foot to rest on his shoulder and turned his head without breaking eye contact, kissing her ankle, then up along her calf, nipping and licking and tasting her as he went.<br/><br/>When he reached her knees he pulled her legs apart carefully and finally let his eyes drop from her face, down to her mound, to the small patch of hair there and down along her lips. "Fuck," he whispered, shivering as he fought the urge to simply bury his face within her and taste her core. Instead he began to lick and suck his way down her thigh, inching closer, forcing himself to take his time. Kiss by kiss, inch by inch, the heat of her growing closer and closer with each passing second.<br/><br/>He turned his head when he was finally close enough, pushing her thighs apart further, watching the way the muscles beneath her skin tugged and pulled her open just a little. His hands slid down her thighs to where they met her torso, and he tugged, spreading her further open, his breath catching as he took in the darkness of her lips against the pink of the interior. His hand cupped her and he rubbed up and down, up to nearly her belly button before his hand slid down again, pausing to toy with the patch of hair, tugging and stroking it gently. His eyes closed and he leaned in to kiss her warm, soft lips, humming softly. His hands slid back to either side and he spread her again, exposing the pink once more as his tongue touched her, thrusting down through her folds to lick up and along her pussy, from her warm, wet entrance all the way to the hood of her clit. He pulled back with a gasp, his eyes half-opening to gaze up at her.<br/><br/>"Let me make you cum," he said, almost begging as his voice shook. He leaned in to kiss her again, to lick her again, harder now, his passion overriding his appreciation. Again and again he licked, spreading her wider, his tongue exploring every fold, every line and crease and ridge. His kisses grew more sloppy and wet and turned into half-sucks, planted all around her clit without ever landing on it, spiraling inward bit by agonizing bit. Cole opened his mouth wide and moaned as he closed his lips entirely over her pussy, dragging them and sucking at the same time, closing his lips until they came tight around her clit. He sucked sharply and let go, then pressed his tongue flat over the small bud, rocking his entire head up and down, grinding the texture down into her.