don’t you sit next to me?” I asked.
“The lady needs a different angle to fondle me?”
I batted my eyelashes. “Exactly. Dirty minds think alike. In fact, why don’t you lie down? Your couch is wide enough for me to lie next to you. Unless that doesn’t fit your spontaneous nonplans?”
“I’m adaptable. I can endure this hardship. You can also climb on top of me. You’d have both hands free to grope me.”
“Now that’s an offer I can’t refuse.”
I laughed as Cole slid into a lying position. I was lying next to him, straddling him with one leg. My mouth was inches away from his. Lifting his head, he kissed me, deep and hot. I moved on top of him completely, needing more body contact.
Holding the back of my head with one hand, he deepened the kiss until my toes were curling. He moved his other hand down my back, grabbing my ass, pushing me into him. I saw stars behind my eyelids, moaning in his mouth when I felt how hard he was. I drenched my panties that very second. When we paused to breathe, I realized that I was shaking for real.
“The real reason you wanted me on top was so you had free range to grope me.” I’d meant to tease him, but my voice was shaky.
“Fuck, yes.”
His voice was even shakier than mine, and raw. It sent tendrils of heat right down my center. I initiated our next kiss, tugging at his lower lip, before focusing on the next one. Cole took over the next second. This kiss was even deeper than the one before, and infinitely hotter.
Kissing him was like learning to breathe again. Touching him made me feel alive in a way I’d never experienced before. I needed more of everything. I wanted Cole—all of him.
“Laney, baby. Wait. Pause.” He gripped the back of the sofa so tight that I wondered if he wasn’t tearing the fabric away. “We said we’ll take it slow.”
“I know, but—”
“I can just go take a cold shower.”
“Cole, I want you. This.”
“Are you sure? I can be patient. I can wait. You’ve had a rough day, and you’re vulnerable.”
He was gripping the couch now with both hands. His chest was shaking with the effort of not touching me.
“I know what I want. You.”
The glint in his eyes turned feral, as if he’d just kept the passion inside him at bay until now and he was finally setting it free. He brought both hands to my face, pulling my mouth close to his.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Laney. What am I going to do with you?”
I clenched my thighs at the promise in his voice. When he kissed me again, pleasure shot through me. A moan escaped my lips. The next minutes were a blur. Cole moved from under me, kneeling on the floor, pulling me with him. I was on top of him, but not for long. He rolled us over until my back was flat against the soft carpet.
“If you change your mind, just say so,” he said between kisses. “Okay?”
I nodded, but deep down I knew I wouldn’t change my mind. He trailed kisses down my neck, then moved just over the top of my jeans, pushing up my shirt. I took if off impatiently. He smiled against my skin, getting rid of my jeans. Right there on the soft carpet on the floor, he spread my thighs wide.
I needed his lips on me, and his tongue. I didn’t even have to ask for it, the greedy way I tugged at the carpet gave me away. Cole parted my legs, kissing down one inner thigh, blowing cold air against my drenched panties before moving to kiss my other thigh. I was shaking now as need shot through me.
“Come on, I want in you in my bed, Laney.”
***
Cole
I wanted to give her every chance to change her mind. When we reached the bedroom, it took me longer than necessary to take off my suit jacket. I rolled down the white sun-block shade manually, even though I could also do it with a remote. I was about to blow in my pants, especially because Laney was just wearing a bra and panties and I couldn’t look away. Her curves were perfect. Her legs were lean and muscular, and her ass was deliciously round and perky. Her skin was lighter on her belly than the rest of her body, as if it wasn’t a part she usually exposed to the sun. Her breasts