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“Wake up, baby,” his voice growled in my ear.
“I can’t,” I whined.
“This will help.”
I felt a wide hand slide between my legs and begin to work over my clit.
“Ohh.”
“You awake yet?’
I nodded. “God that feels good, Cole.”
“How many times can I make you come tonight?” he teased.
I shook my head. “I keep losing count.”
His thumb pushed inside me. “Fuck, you’re wet. You like it when I come to you at night to fuck you, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I answered. It was why I slept naked.
He pumped in and out of me. “Good. Because it’s my favorite part of the day. Now spread those gorgeous legs and let me fuck you until you wake up from this dream.”
Dream? I moaned. I sat forward. The air conditioner hummed in the wall and I reached down, my panties were soaked. Shit.
I fell back on the bed. It wasn’t the first time I had dreamed about Cole and it wasn’t going to be the last.
8
Cole
“Excuse me. Could you move please? You’re blocking my sun.”
I stood directly in front of Kaitlyn, casting a wide shadow around her chair.
“Sorry, princess. Didn’t mean to interfere with your busy morning.” I hid the smirk.
She was the only one sunning at the Dune Scape pool. The pool was elevated above the parking lot, and from her guests could see the waves crashing on the beach. It wasn’t resort living, but it was a nice view.
She sat straight up, grabbing her bikini straps and retied them. “Is the pool closed or something?” she asked.
I exhaled. Her skin was glistening in the sun and she barely tied the top before I saw the pink of her nipples. Fuck. She was hotter than she should be.
I turned around and grabbed the net from the fence and skimmed the top of the water. “No, but I have work to do. Not everyone can sit at the pool all day,” I joked.
“That’s the point of vacation, isn’t it?”
“Darlin’, like I said, I have work to do.” I scooped a bug into the net.
“Does the management know you talk to guests like this?” I heard the teasing in her voice. When did Kaitlyn Sinclair turn into a sassy spitfire?
I laughed. “Management? Huh, that’s funny.”
“I know you saw me last night,” she blurted.
I paused. “Yeah, looked like you met some friends over at Peabody’s.”
“You could have at least said hi—or something.”
