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Hi all, this is not a new chapter. This is a much requested scene from the previous chapter that I didn't include in the previous chapter. Lots of you wanted more details than the three stars with regards to a certain scene between Cole and Tessa. Well you got your wish, and you'll find the scene below. It is OPTIONAL, I repeat it is optional. So if you find slightly graphical sexual material offensive, please don't read. You're not missing out on important plot information by not reading this. This is simply an extra scene that a lot of people wanted to read.

So only read ahead if you're older and if you're a tween then it's probably best if you skip it okay? 

P.S If you still find the scene lacking, this is as graphic as I can get, sorry! 

*Warning : Sexual Content* 

"What are you doing?" His voice is hoarse, his eyes widened, mouth slightly ajar. 

Swallowing, I push his hand aside and continue unbuttoning his shirt.

"I'm ready." I tell him simply knowing that he'll understand. 

He doesn't stop me again but does question, "Are you sure? I don't want you to think you have to do this to prove a point."

Never taking my eyes off his chest I tell him, "I've been thinking about it for a while and I know that I want this with you."

He nods and then the most wonderful thing happens. I get my arrogant, smirking, bad boy back who's in control and who knows that the only thing I need right now is him. 

We move gently, hesitantly towards each other knowing that we're about to do something that'll change us and our relationship, stopping it from existing as it does now and morphing into something so much more. 

The air between us sparks with desire and though I know I'm supposed to be nervous but what's overriding that nervousness is want. I've waited and made him wait for this moment, knowing that I'd only take this step when I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was ready. 

Now I know.

My father's words have resonated in my mind the last couple of days and to be honest I've given his advice some thought. Maybe I am addicted to Cole, maybe I can't imagine a life without him but then again I've been through hell with him, the worst kind of it and having been through that nothing can break me now. So I can life a life without Cole in it but I would never want to. 

Cole's shirt is on the floor and it's taken my shaky hands all the strength they can muster to make that first move but that look in Cole's eyes, the heated almost molten gaze tells me that my advances are going to be reciprocated. He kisses me slowly and languidly, his tongue dancing with mine. I'm pressed against his naked chest, which is nothing short of pure bliss. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and I moan. He frames my face with his hands, "I can't believe this is happening." 

I give him a small smile, "Hoping it'll be worth the wait?" 

He shakes his head, giving me another deep, head spinning, knee buckling kiss "Silly girl, with you it wont be anything less than earth shattering." 

He trails kisses down my neck, wet open mouth kissed kisses that have my eyes rolling to the back of my head. When he gets to the top of my chest, he tugs my t-shirt down just a little bit, teasing me and placing the lightest of kisses right...there. 

He's only just kissed me and I'm writhing, reduced to nothing but mere nerve endings. Cole's hands travel downwards, skimming my sides before bunching up the hem of my t-shirt and looking at me with a question in his eyes.

"This okay?"

I nod. 

In less than a minute he has my shirt over my head and on the floor next to his. Glancing down, I'm slightly miffed and disappointed that I'm not wearing any of the fancy underwear that's sitting at the back of the closet in this very room. At this point it almost seems funny that all that planning has gone to waste and I'm in my pink cotton bra and matching panties. But when I hear Cole suck in a breath very audibly my disappointment turns quickly to desire coursing through my veins. His cheeks are lightly flushed as he takes in my half naked chest and he bites his bottom lip. His hands come to rest on my hips and he pulls me to him, "You're so beautiful Shortcake, so damn beautiful." 

Breathing heavily I place my hand on his chest and trail it over his firm pecs and toned and muscular abdomen, the freaking eight packs still make me as giddy as the the day I first saw them. My fingers skim them and the muscles clench beneath my ministrations. When my hand begins to go lower, to his belt buckle Cole takes a hold of my wrist and shakes his head.

"Not yet." 

He scoops me up in his arms all of a sudden and I'm in the air, being carried to the bed. We're both half dressed as he lays me down on the bed and moves on top of me. He cradles my face again, his eyes searing into mine. His lips touch the corner of my mouth and he pauses as if to freeze the moment.  

"I love you." I whisper in his ear and he shudders as I slip my arms around his back kissing his shoulder. 

He sighs as his own hand slips to the small of my back, caressing the skin as he flicks the clasp of my bra. I don't hesitate to slip it off and he flings it to places unknown so that we're touching without any barriers.

He takes his time, making me feel oh so amazing with his hands and mouth. It feels like he's worshipping my body and the sounds I make in response seem like they belong entirely to someone else. By the time I'm clutching the sheets and gasping for breath, he's pushing his jeans down and throwing them on the floor and then unbuttoning mine. I watch his dark head descend as he takes my jeans off, they're thrown next to the growing pile of discarded clothes. My cheeks burn as more and more of my body is exposed. The issues I've battled when it comes to my weight and how my body looks are always hidden in a corner of my mind, ready to come out at the worst of times, like now for example. I'm skinnier now than I've ever been but I've never been this exposed in front of anyone or anything but a mirror and that in itself is something that's bound to take a toll on your confidence.

But Cole doesn't allow my self doubt to take over. 

As he peels the last layer of clothing between us, his eyes glaze over and if possible darken. He says the most romantically erotic things as he kisses every inch of my body longingly. Never for a second does he make me feel anything other than beautiful. 

We don't hurry and we don't rush. We kiss and touch and have our fill before he reaches for the side dresser where I tell him the foil packet is. 

I close my eyes instinctively as he rolls his hips and I feel the tension coiling up inside me. I know this part hurts but that once you get over the hurt it's nothing but wonderful so I try and not think about the pain. 

"Open your eyes baby." Cole says softly as I feel his weight settle heavily on top of me.

I do and immediately feel stronger as I see the love shine in his eyes. 

"This is going to hurt a little," he tells me and I run a hand through his messy hair. "I know but you promised earth shattering and I expect nothing less." 

He grins, that heart stopping grin that wins me over every time and I let my body relax and give in to his touch. 

In one fluid move he joins our bodies together and I stiffen at the sudden intrusion and the pain that follows. Clenching my teeth I wrap myself around Cole who buries his face in my neck breathing heavily.

He doesn't move as I wait for the pain to subside, when I feel it lessen I roll my hips and let Cole know that I'm okay. 

"Oh thank god." He mutters and then he moves, making me lose my mind. 

"It's so good with you Tessie, never been better." He rasps, "I've never felt...oh fuck." He groans

Our mouths clash together furiously, urgently as though we're trying to become one. I grip his hair and as his hands dig into my hips. We mould our bodies, not leaving any space in between. This moment is for us, this moment is our forever. 

What follows is the most excruciatingly blissful experience of my life. I don't hold back, giving him everything I have and taking just as much. His touch spreads to every single fibre of my being and as I score his back with my nails and cry out his name I can't help but think that I could never possibly love a man more than I love him.

And when he falls apart minutes after me, I swear it's the most sublime sight I've ever seen. We clutch each other tightly, gasping for breath and bathing in the aftermath of what's definitely an earth shattering, mind blowing, out of this world occurrence.