Rebirth: Love me Again

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[EVE]

The ache inside me was unbearable now, a relentless pressure that demanded release. My legs moved on their own, carrying me toward Cole. My towel slipped slightly, exposing more of my damp skin, but I didn't care.

"C-Cole," I whispered, my voice trembling. I was close enough to see the way his eyes narrowed, the intensity in his gaze shifting into something darker, something dangerous.

He stiffened as I pressed myself into his chest, clutching his shirt like it was the only thing tethering me to reality. My voice was a broken plea, raw and unfiltered.

"Cole . . . I want a kiss."

His breath hitched, his body rigid as though caught between instinct and restraint. And yet, I couldn't stop myself. Whatever was happening to me had stripped away my inhibitions, leaving only the unbearable need for him to ease the burning ache consuming me.

"Eve . . . there's something wrong with you," Cole said, his voice steady but laced with a hint of concern.

I knew he was right. Something was wrong—terribly wrong. But in that moment, I didn't care. All I could focus on was the unbearable ache consuming me, demanding relief.

I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck, my fingers tangled in the soft material of his shirt as I pulled him closer. My heart was racing like a drumline, pounding out a frantic rhythm that seemed to be driving me towards something primal and overwhelming.

"Cole . . . ," I whispered again, this time more urgently, my lips inches from his. The room around us melted away, leaving only the two of us suspended in this moment of raw desire.

Cole hesitated for one eternal second before giving in to whatever it was that had taken over him. His mouth crashed down on mine with a ferocity that left me gasping. The kiss was hot and desperate, tongues tangling together like snakes embracing in the dark.

My skin prickled with goosebumps as he deepened the kiss further still. His hands slid up my sides, fingers tracing patterns across my ribs until they reached beneath the curve of my breasts.

I moved my hips against his leg. The friction sent shivered through me as I arched into him eagerly. The ache building stronger. It grew stronger with each passing second, unraveling any semblance of control I had left.

Desperation clawed at me—I needed release, something to quell this overwhelming heat consuming me from the inside out.

"You're so beautiful, Eve," he growled against my mouth as he pushed his hand under my towel. His fingers brushed against the skin of my lower back, sending sparks flying through me like fireflies on a summer night.

Suddenly, Cole grabbed my shoulders, steadying me as his firm grip sent a jolt through my overheated skin. His touch was grounding, but his voice was steady and strained, piercing through the haze clouding my mind.

"As much as I love seeing you like this," he began, his voice low and measured, "I think you're drugged, and we need to fix this first."

His words were like a splash of cold water, but I couldn't bring myself to care. The ache inside me was relentless, and I craved release more than reason.

When he stepped back slightly, his hand moving toward his phone, my instincts flared. I grabbed at his clothes desperately, pressing myself closer to him.

"Cole . . ." My voice came out as a soft plea, shaky and drenched with need. "Why don't you cure me?"

I knew it wasn't really me speaking. The drug was fueling every word, amplifying every sensation, but logic and shame had no place in the state I was in. My thoughts swirled in chaos, and all I could focus on was him—how close he was, how much I wanted him to ease the unbearable ache inside me.

He froze, the phone hovering in his hand. Slowly, his gaze locked onto mine, and I saw the shift in his expression. His eyes darkened, filling with something intense, almost primal, as he studied me intently.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice husky, the question hanging in the charged air between us.

I nodded, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst. "I'm sure," I whispered, my fingers clutching his shirt.

For a moment, he hesitated, as if weighing the consequences, but then a sly grin spread across his lips. His phone slipped from his hand, landing with a soft thud to the side, forgotten.

"That could work too," he murmured, his voice rich with an edge of mischief.

Before I could even process his words, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me flush against him. The intensity in his gaze burned through me as he tilted my chin up, his breath warm against my skin.

Time seemed to slow, every nerve in my body responding to his closeness, every thought drowned out by the thunderous beating of my heart.

Without another second's hesitation, Cole swept me back into the bathtub and gently placed me inside before filling it with cold water. I gasped as the cool liquid enveloped my skin, but its soothing temperature somehow calmed my racing heart.

As I submerged in the water, his hands lingered on my curves, sending shivers down my spine. But when he pulled away the towel and revealed me to his gaze, I felt a flutter in my chest. My underwear was soaked through from the waters, and now they clung to my wet thighs like a second skin.

My body instinctively arched up against him as his eyes roamed over every inch of exposed flesh. My nipples seemed to throb in sync with his ragged breathing as he leaned in close.

"Don't worry," Cole whispered huskily against my earlobe before nipping at it with tender teeth. His hand slid down from around my neck to rest possessively on the curve of my ass cheek.

"I'll pleasure you until there's no trace of that damn drug left inside you." His promise sent thrills coursing through me like electricity.