“Oh.” I swallow. “Maybe they should put that as a side effect on the label?”
“Hell yeah.” His touch traces down my legs and back up, slow and worshipful. “You’ve got the body of a goddess, Ivy.”
“I’m probably bigger than most girls you—”
He spins me around so fast my breath catches. His hands cradle my face, and he tilts my chin until his gaze sears into mine.
“Don’t do that. I know what I see.”
His thumbs brush my cheekbones.
“I’m so damn infatuated with you. All of you.”
Then he kisses me.
For once, the voice in my head listing my flaws fades.
I’m not thinking about how I look, I’m thinking about how I feel.
Desired.
His body pins me against the tile,water pounding down around us.My hands slide into his hair, my body arches into his, and the ache between my legs builds fast, too fast. My brain finally sputters back online.
“Okay, wait. Hold on, buddy.” I break away, breath coming in short bursts. “My lady bits just hit capacity. We’re not accepting new business.”
“I believe my dick has seniority here.”
He rocks his hips, his cock sliding between my thighs, pressing right against my swollen, overworked clit.
I huff a laugh, dizzy with the sensation. “I could help with that another way.”
His eyebrow lifts. “You offering solutions now, Stopwatch?”
Challenge accepted.
I sink to my knees and trace his hard length with a long, slow lick from base to tip. My tongue begs for more, but Cole’s hands grip my arms, pulling me up before I can take him in.
He steps back.
And that—
That I did not expect.
“Two hours until call time,” he says, scrubbing water from his face. “If we start again, we’re not stopping.”
I open my mouth(to argue this time, I swear).
But he cuts me off with a single head shake, “Nope. You’ll be pissed at me.”
“You’re making decisions for me now?”
“I’m saving present-day me from the wrath of future you,” he teases, eyes glinting. “Call it risk management. Your passion forpunctuality matches my passion for keeping my balls attached. I’m playing the long game here, Stopwatch.”
He places a tender kiss on my lips and steps out of the shower. He towels off his damp hair before dragging it over his muscled body. With a quick tie around his waist, he moves toward the exit.
He stops.
Turns back.
