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“I came to apologize,” Cole said. “Maybe we should talk somewhere more … private.”
“Yeah. Sure. Of course.” I turned toward Ash. “We’ll be right back. I don’t know if you want to …”
“I’ll wait,” Ash said.
Fuck, the look he shot Cole. He wanted to goad a fight out of him. He’d always been that way, but it was not helping right now.
“Fine.” I nodded my head toward the stairs. “Come on.”
I didn’t wait to see if Cole followed. I stomped up the stairs. This whole week was a huge pass. I wanted it to be over and never think about it again.
Cole did follow me, closing the bedroom door behind him. “Lila …”
“Nothing was happening with Ash,” I told him before he could say anything else. “I don’t want you to think that you and I were in a fight and so I’d do anything stupid. He was at the same bar as me, and I was hammered, so he was making sure I got home okay. That’s all.”
“Okay,” he said, his arms crossed over his chest. “I believe you.”
“Do you? Because you look skeptical.”
He gritted his teeth. I could see him trying to control the anger burying through him. “Yeah, it sucked to watch you walk in that door with him. And it’s fucking suspicious that he showed up here without his girlfriend. Not to mention he just happened to be in the same bar as you.”
“I know how it looks.”
“Bad,” Cole said.
“Yeah, well, I was pissed at him for not telling me about Charlie, and I kicked him out. This isn’t what it looks like.”
Cole dropped his arms and sighed. “I want to believe that, but I saw the way he looked at you.”
“Then you can understand how I felt about Jess staying with you.”
“I can,” he said. His hands rested on my shoulders, and he dropped his forehead onto mine. “We didn’t need privacy because I was mad about Ash or came to talk about Jess.” His hands moved into my hair, tipping my head up to meet his big blue eyes. “We needed privacy because I need to apologize.”
His lips crashed down on mine. All the notes of his apology in that one fervent moment of desire. My response mirrored his. I was still drunk enough to be on fire with need for him. Not to forget our argument, but to use it as fuel. To fan the flames.
“Cole …”
His hands slipped down to my thighs, hoisting my legs up around his waist and walking me back to the bed. We slammed down on it, breaking apart with a short laugh at the squeaking from my bed.
“Should we talk first?”
But Cole was already sliding down my front and hiking up my short black game day dress. His fingers hooked under my thong, yanked it down to my ankles, and then tossed it to the floor.
“Talk later,” he said.
Then, he dived between my legs. I gasped at the first touch of his lips on my body. The gentle nips along my inner thighs before he reached what he was after. He flicked his tongue along my clit, and I bucked beneath him. He used his arms as leverage to hold me open before him on the bed. He was so much stronger than me. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to, and as he ravaged my pussy with his tongue, I couldn’t imagine ever moving from this spot.
“Fuck, you taste good,” Cole said.
I squirmed under him, hot with need from the comment. “Oh God.”
“I could eat this pussy every day.”
My face and back flushed at the filthy words. I clutched the mattress as he released one of my legs to bring his fingers up to my opening. He dragged two fingers through my wetness before delving inside of me.
I bucked off the mattress. I was so close. Unbelievably close.
“Come for me, baby,” Cole said, pumping his fingers in and out and then trailing his tongue in tight circles around my clit.
Between the alcohol coursing through my veins and his tongue on me and his fingers inside me and those words urging me, something snapped. I cried out shamelessly. My body went taut as a bow. Everything tightened as the orgasm ripped through me.
Then it released, and I lay, spent on the bed. My eyes slowly opened and stared at him in a drunk, just-sexed stupor.
He withdrew and removed the remainder of his clothes. His dick sprang free of his boxers, and I could see what my orgasm had done to him.
He leaned his muscular body over mine. The tip of him sliding across my wetness. “I want you to come at least one more time. I’d keep you coming all night if I could.”
His lips pressed to mine, and I tasted myself on him. My body was shaking with anticipation. I wasn’t ready for more, and also, I was so fucking ready for more and more and more.
