My core clenches, my body tingling. I dart my tongue out and lick my lip as he leans closer, erasing the space between us.
His scent fills my nose, sweat and salt and a bit of only him, the bit that drives me the craziest. It’s sweet and musky and utterly fuckable.
Cole runs his tongue along my lips before sliding down my jawline and up to my ear, pushing my long blond hair out of the way. His hot breath hits the tender spot on my neck just below my ear, causing a flood of shivers to course down my spine.
I moan in response, and in a flash, Cole’s strong hands lift me off my seat and onto the table next to us. Papers and pens fly off in every direction as he tosses me across the hard wood, his large body pinning me under him.
“We fuck, Addi. Nothing more, nothing less.” Big hands slide up my legs and lift my ass, hitching my skirt over my hips. His fingers find my bikini bottoms next, and the ties are pulled loose in one swift movement. “Got it?”
I nod and suck on my lip, my stomach somersaulting. “Of course, I get it. I was the one who made the deal, remember?”
I couldn’t say no if I wanted to. His sex has put a spell on me.
A spell he’s welcome to cast on me any day.
* * *
Cole chuckles. “Didn’t think you had it in you, to be honest.”
“Girls play as good as boys do. Hell, we do it better.”
We just got done creating a bomb ass advertising plan, and I bet him to a quick game of gin rummy. I used to play cards with my father and sister.
“You fiery little thing. Drives me crazy.” His hooded eyes darken and fall to my lips. I can’t help but suck my bottom lip in and pop it back out, my strawberry lip gloss sweet.
It’s a Friday night, and we've been hard at work all day. Cole ran several lessons while I did the accounting tasks and even sold a few paintings. Our lunchtime sex earlier was some nice ammo to get us through the afternoon. One flip of a sign and click of a lock keep us from being interrupted.
His gaze is stuck on me, the expression on his face screaming he’ll fuck me until I can’t walk, and I all but melt into a puddle.
A glance at the clock lets me know we still have at least an hour before Gramps comes by, and when Cole realizes what I just figured out, he looks at me like he's ready to devour me.
It's as if the entire world around us falls away.
Five large steps and he's next to me at the desk.
He reaches down and takes my hand. Bringing it to his mouth, he kisses it softly, his eyes never leaving mine.
That was unexpected. He's never romantic.
With one quick movement, Cole pushes my back up against the wall and cages me inside his strong arms, the smell of the ocean mixed with his own scent filling the space between us. I’m dizzy off his scent. Wish I could bottle that shit up.
He leans in and presses his mouth to mine, a soft kiss at first, before it turns carnal, the pent-up desire between us ready to blow. We kiss frantically, all mouth, tongue, and lips, tasting each other’s unique flavor I’ll brand to memory.
A memory I’ll never want to forget.
Cole's hands drop down to cup my face on each side. His thumbs graze my cheeks as he continues to kiss me, the passion growing steadily between us.
Sliding his hands down, he runs them over my tits, down past my waist and hips, to slide around to my ass, cupping both cheeks and squeezing. We both moan in response, and he squeezes again, pulling me flush against him.
His hardness matches my softness in all the right places. Long, tan arms strong from swimming with defined muscles in his back and shoulders.
Cole rubs his cock against my lower stomach, and I moan again, unable to help the noises escaping my throat. Pleasure swirls between us, getting us drunk on feelings; feelings we agreed not to have.
I push away my thoughts and focus on the beautiful man before me doing sinful things to my body. Reaching down, I slide my own fingers inside my bikini bottoms and caress my clit.
“Fuck, Addi,” Cole breathes. His strong hands move up my legs, under my dress, and cup my ass, lifting me off the ground like I weigh nothing. He unties the strings of my bikini bottoms, and they fall to the floor in a heap.
I squeal, not expecting the lift, and wrap my legs tight around him. My hands grab his large shoulders, my nails digging in. I push his shorts down with my heels, his hard cock popping out and poking me in the stomach.