“Did you order food?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Just wondering.” On cue, someone buzzes my door.
“Hold on, it’s them now. I’ll be right back.” I push the button, wait with my door open, and when I see Cole, run to greet him.
“What are you doing here?” I wrap my arms around him, and connect with his soft, wonderful lips.
Recalling I haven’t showered for days, I cover my yukky breath, and sniff my pits. “Oh Eww. I’m sorry. I smell like some homeless person.”
He cups one of my cheeks, his other hand holds the back of my head, and he kisses me senseless. “You’re perfect. Let’s eat.”
“But my apartment’s a pig sty.” It’s too embarrassing to let him in. Maybe he’ll wait outside and give me a moment to clean things up.
“If we’re going to get married, I have to get used to this.” He tugs me into my disaster zone, pulls me into the bathroom, and strips off my clothes.
Setting the water temperature, he picks me up, and places me under the stream.
“Aren’t you coming, too?” My index finger crooks, beckoning him to join me.
“You want?”
“Yes, I want.” Pulling aside the curtain, I unbutton his shirt and seconds later, we relish the warm spray.
“Danni.” With his hands at my waist, his nostrils flair, and his cock reaches for me.
“I’ve missed you, too.” I step forward, squeeze his length to my abs and rub my breasts against his chest.
Bending, he captures a pointed nipple in his mouth and sends sparks to my clit. With my back to the tiles, he raises a knee between my legs, and kisses up my neck as I writhe against his thigh.
His tongue plunges in and out until I have to stop to breathe.
“Cole.” Panting, I lock onto eyes with the centers so dilated, they’re black.
“You’re so beautiful.” He cups my cheeks with both palms, closes his lids, and angles his nose before devouring me.
We make out until the hot water turns lukewarm and I gasp. “Sixty seconds to freezing.”
Laughing, he scrubs my scalp and while I rinse, he slides the bar of soap all over my body.
I’m about to do the same when liquid ice rains down.
“Whoa!” I jump out, pull him with me, and offer him a towel. Smiling, he dries my hair, my back, and rubs my nipples with the rough terry until they point.
Back against the sink, I give him access to the space between my legs.
“Not enough.” He closes the john cover, sits me on it, and spreads me wide.
“Babe.” His tongue on my sex sends jolts through my nervous system and as I grab his hair, he finds the perfect spot. He sucks and nibbles until I think I may die.
“Cole.” My hands in his hair, my heels on the linoleum, I arch up my pelvis.
“Mmm.” A calloused finger enters me, he curls it, and presses a knuckle with my nub between his front teeth.
“Oh, my.” I inhale and all my muscles coil.
He pauses, catches my gaze, and it’s so hot, I shake and go higher still. I’m about to bust but he teases a little more.
