“I’d give you an orgasm to remember.”
My shyness vanishes and I slide my hands under his shirt. I explore the dips and grooves of his torso with my fingertips. His hands work quickly to pull his shirt over his head.
His arm hits the roof. “Shit.”
I giggle and sit up. I slide the material up his arms and to his shoulders. He pulls it over his head. My fingers clutch his biceps. I sprinkle kisses over his warm skin. He sucks in a ragged breath through his teeth. My tongue swirls around his nipple.
“Maggie,” he breathes.
I lick his lower lip, and then bite it like he did to mine. “Yes.”
He growls and grasps a handful of my hair. “I’m close, woman, and your teasing is going to make me come in my pants.”
“We wouldn’t want that.” I unbuckle his jeans and slide my hands under his briefs. I wrap my hand around his throbbing cock. “Or do we?”
He hisses. “Fuck.” His lips land on my mouth. He lowers my back to the seat. “Don’t you go anywhere,” he demands, in a low raspy whisper.
Like I could.
He plants a kiss on the side of my head before he sits back on his legs. He digs out his wallet from his back pocket and holds a shiny package between his lips. He tosses his wallet in the front seat. All the while, his eyes never leave mine. Hot, steamy, serious eyes. He pushes his pants and briefs down over his knees and frees one leg. His thick erection springs out. He rips open the package. I want to slide the condom over his manhood, but I’m so turned on watching him do it. I just lie here, in a trance, and watch him slide the rubber on the length of his long shaft.
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COLE
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THE HOT FUCKING WAYshe’s looking at me nearly sends me over the edge of desire.
Almost.
There’s not a chance in hell, I’m not coming inside her. I’ve been thinking about this moment for a year. Fantasizing. Dreaming. I need to be inside her. Deep inside her.
I grab her ass cheeks and squeeze them. She lets out a small whimper. I bend down and catch it with my mouth. She tastes delicious like vanilla and sugar. And my nostrils are filled with the womanly scent that’s only hers.
Her hands are all over me now. Caressing my chest. Sliding up my throat. Her fingers dig into my hair and pull my head down, deepening the kiss.
I can’t wait much longer. I align the head of my cock with her warm entrance, and thrust inside her with unbridled hunger. She moans a beautiful sound. I don’t want this to end quickly. I try to move slow and deliberate, but I can’t control myself. I thrust harder and faster. We emit sexy, hungry, needful sounds between our heavy breaths. Our bodies create a rhythm. Heat burns deep in my stomach. My balls tighten. One final thrust and I grunt through my powerful release.
“Cole –” My name flies from her mouth as another orgasm craves over her. We ride the waves of ecstasy together.
I bury my face into her neck. “What else is on your bucket list? Maybe we check a few off this week.”
We are all tangled together for what feels like forever, but still isn’t long enough. I drop her off at her room and find my granddad is awake and waiting for me.
“It’s late. What are you still doing up?” I notice he hasn’t changed into his striped pyjamas. I’ve been living with the old man for the better time of a decade. I know his routine. Night time strolls in his everyday clothes are not part of them.
“I’m getting a glass of water.” His slippers tap across the hardwood to the sink. He fills up his night-time glass for bedside. It’s like he just got back to the suite. Or has been napping all afternoon. Which I know isn’t true, because I had to race up here earlier and threaten to send him home if I found him on the balcony screaming at Betty one more time.
“Boy, why are you coming in so rumpled at this late hour?”
My shirt’s untucked from Maggie sliding her hands beneath it. My hair’s a rumpled mess from her fingers digging in them. And my soul is a hot mess every time I’m around her. Never has a woman bewitched me the way Maggie’s has.
And I sure as hell hadn’t planned to fuck her so impersonally in a truck. But damn it, she’s irresistible.
“I just spent the evening baking cookies. I wouldn’t mind a thank you.”
He cuts a lemon and drops a small slice in two glasses. He hands one to me. “Let’s be honest, I only agreed to take the position to piss off Betty.”
