“Mmmm, that feels good.”
“Feel free to come into my shower anytime…for the free luxury shampoo.”
“I don't think nannies do that.”
He rinsed my hair and pulled me into his lap, and captured my mouth with his. I turned in his arms and straddled him, tangling my fingers in his wet hair, pulling our mouths closer together. His hands roamed my body. Cole pressed his fingertips into the globes of my ass cheeks. He traced his index finger down the seam before coming to the tight wrinkled pucker, where he circled his fingers, gently applying pressure.
"Is this okay?" he whispered with his lips millimeters from mine. I nodded and kissed him again. He added pressure, and I felt the tip of his finger disappear into me. A small gasp escaped my lips.
“Are you sure this is okay, Lisa?”
I pulled away and looked at him.
"Yes, I'm sure." I leaned forward to kiss him again, but he tilted his head away.
“I’d be more inclined to believe that if you relaxed.” He gave me a little smile.
"I've done this before." I paused, and my face flushed with heat. "But I've never enjoyed it." I bit my lip and looked up at him. "I feel like I would enjoy it…with you…if you wanted to…"
Cole was still looking at me but didn't say a word, and I felt my eyes sting with tears of embarrassment.
"I'm sorry. I ruined the mood, didn't I?" I gripped his shoulders and pressed the balls of my feet into the tiled floor to stand. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him, covering my mouth in a hot, hungry kiss. After a few moments, he pulled away with my bottom lip tucked between his teeth before releasing it. Cole stood with me in his arms, turned and deposited me on the bench where he'd been sitting.
"Where are you going?" I asked. He reached out and turned off the water.
“I want to do this right. Stay here, gorgeous.”
He exited the shower in a puff of steam, leaving me alone, soaking wet and wondering what the hell I was doing. We hadn't spent the last few hours having sex to get it out of our systems or relieve stress. We were making love, or at least I was.
Cole's silly jokes and his lopsided grin were irresistible. I craved his touch and attention. I was falling for Cole…hard. The smart thing to do would be to get out of this shower, get dressed, and tell him to find another nanny for CJ, but I knew I wasn't strong enough to do that.
“Still with me, beautiful?” Cole opened the door to the shower and stepped inside. I smiled and nodded. He grinned at me, dissipating whatever resolve I had left. “Are you cold? I can turn the shower back on.”
I shook my head and reached up to pull him down into a kiss. He picked me up and retook his seat on the bench, with me straddling him, still attached to his face.
"You ready?" He opened his fist to show me a condom packet and tube of lubricant. I nodded and took the condom from his hand and rolled it on to his cock, stroking it a few times. Cole pushed my hips up until I was hovering over him on my tiptoes. He then dragged the tip of his cock over and around my clit before entering my slick core. My hips lowered until my feet were planted on the tiled floor.
“Cole,” I whispered, “I thought—”
He silenced me with a kiss.
“I’m not in a hurry. We’ll get there.”
“What are you doing with that?” I noticed Cole had tucked the tube under his thigh.
“I’m warming it up.” He smiled at me as I began to slowly rock back and forth on his thighs.
"That's very thoughtful," I said in a breathy whisper.
“I’m always thinking about you,” he replied. I grabbed his cheeks and pulled him into another kiss. I pushed my tongue into Cole’s mouth partly because kissing him felt so good, but mostly I wanted him to stop saying things that would make our situation more complicated than it already was.
The top of the lube clicked open with a loud pop, and I felt Cole squirt the warm liquid down my lower back. He traced his finger down the cleft of my behind until I felt him circling the entrance with his finger before gently pressing into me again. I let out a small whimper.
"Relax." He looked into my eyes. "I would never hurt you. You tell me what you need, and I'll do it."
"It feels good." I let out a sigh and tucked my bottom lip between my teeth. "It feels good," I repeated. I didn't know why I was so surprised; overwhelmed was probably a better descriptor. I wasn't doing Cole a favor. This wasn't a chore or something I had to endure for the sake of a relationship. This moment was for me. It was all for me, and it felt better than good. It felt amazing. "Keep going."
Cole pressed his finger in me up to the knuckle, then withdrew, adding more lube and entering me again. He checked with me before adding a second finger, and I could only nod because the power of speech had abandoned me as Cole continued to fill me as I rocked my body between his cock and his twisting fingers.
