Recipe for Temptation - Gina Gordon Page 0,21
But it wasn’t an alcohol haze. It was a sex haze. Cole Murphy definitely knew how to get a girl drunk on sex, on his kisses and touches.
She took her coffee to the patio and settled into one of the chairs. She breathed in deep. The air was so fresh, so intoxicating, compared to back home. Like she could start her day with a clean slate every morning, regardless of how bad, obnoxious, or horny she’d been the day before, thanks to Cole’s arrival.
The ocean waves mesmerized her. Surfers crashed over the white ripples, and she longed to be athletic enough, brave enough, to go out on the water and paddle herself to exhilaration.
A few minutes later, the bedroom door flew open, and Cole stood in the doorway. Damn, she could get used to that sight every morning.
He rubbed at one eye with the heel of his hand. His dark hair stood up at all sides. He’d thrown on his shorts, but his chest was gloriously bare, the sprinkling of dark hair the perfect amount to run her fingers through and set her mouth to watering. She knew just how coarse that hair was. How it felt rubbing against the soft skin of her back. Against her nipples. She suppressed her shiver.
He yawned with a loud exhale and finally noticed her on the balcony. “Do we have any coffee?”
Once again, her gaze strayed from his face. Who would blame her when she had inch after inch of bare skin to ogle? But when it dipped below his abdomen, her eyes widened. Staring back at her was his morning stiffy. She hadn’t remembered it being so…substantial. She hadn’t gotten the opportunity to touch it last night.
She took a sip of her coffee, sneaking a peek over the rim. Although she wasn’t really sneaking anything. She blatantly admired, tapping her finger on the edge of the ceramic, unable to shake the grin from turning up the sides of her lips.
“Really, Penn?” Cole’s disgruntled voice forced her eyes up. He stood in the doorway, running his hand across the back of his neck, unable to look her in the eye. “It’s biology. Can’t help it. It’s not that I want to jump your bones.”
And why not? He certainly had last night, and it had been fantastic.
“I know all about morning erections. I’ve seen my fair share,” she said casually.
He grunted. “Coffee?”
“Over there.” She motioned to the trolley.
Shit, he was distracting. On his way over, she crossed her legs and squeezed them together. She couldn’t help it. Just the sight of him had always made her horny, and after last night, now that she knew just how good it was between them, she didn’t think she could ever get enough of the man.
His bicep flexed when he picked up the carafe. His abs rippled with every small movement of his torso, just screaming to be licked.
On his way out to the balcony, he grabbed his phone and joined her in the warm sunshine. “You stare at my body any harder and your eyes are going to bug out of your head.”
“What can I say…” She zeroed in on his shorts. “That jackhammer is hard to ignore.”
He settled into the seat beside her, bringing with him his musky scent, making her want to set down her cup and run her hands all over him, pressing her nose against his skin. Or maybe lick his body. Yes. Definitely lick.
Before he took a sip of coffee, he whispered, “So you’re saying you like what you see.”
“You know I do.” She reached out, letting her index finger slide over the soft skin of his shoulder, down his bicep to his forearm, settling on the hand that held his phone.
She wondered if anyone would notice if they didn’t surface until Thursday’s scavenger hunt. She’d much rather keep Cole hostage in her room than suffer her siblings.
Instead of watching her finger, his eyes bore into the spot where her robe had ridden up her leg, exposing the side of her ass. She had learned last night, and from the marks on her bottom this morning, that Cole Murphy was very much an ass man.
A soft breeze washed over her skin, tightening her nipples. The hard points strained against the softness of the silk draped across her body. A quick look to his shorts proved she wasn’t the only one aching.
She reached across and palmed his semi-erection. “I think I’m not the only one who likes what they see.” He sucked