Page 66 of My Last Fling


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Layna

I pull the belt of my long coat tighter around my waist as I open the door and peer out into the empty hallway. Blowing out a breath, I try to push out my nerves along with it. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. It’s not like I’m a simpering virgin. But something about this feels different. Showing up at Cole’s door unannounced like this after my earlier revelation feels like the start of something more. I don’t want to think too hard about what it might be, so I push it away and focus on keeping my breathing slow and even.

Even if my heart is pounding out of my chest right now, I’m determined that my outward appearance will remain calm and breezy. Cole never needs to know how nervous I am about this. He’d want to know why and I’m not sure I have an answer for that. All I know is that I want him.

After seeing those photos of myself on Michelle’s computer screen earlier, I’d felt a surge of confidence and boldness. I’d felt beautiful and bold enough to go after what I want. And what I want tonight is for Cole to fuck me until I come so hard, I see stars. I deserve that, right? It’s not too much to ask for. I can worry about what it all means later.

Determined, I stride out into the long hallway, my heels silent on the carpeted floor. I walk purposefully, not allowing myself time to reconsider my actions. I hesitate just long enough to take another steadying breath before I knock on the door and wait. Several long seconds tick by and I start to second-guess myself. What if he’s asleep? What if he’s not alone after all? Just because I saw him turn away the blonde doesn’t mean he couldn’t have found someone else after that.

What if he turns me away? I wouldn’t blame him. It’s after midnight, and he’s not expecting me to show up like this. I’m just about to turn and hurry back to my room when the door opens and I’m face-to-face with a pair of confused brown eyes. My nerves vanish at the familiar sight of him.

“Layna? Is something wrong?”

I shake my head, giving him a coy smile. “No,” I say.

I step closer and rest a hand on his bare chest, the simple touch grounding me like nothing else ever has.

“Can I come in?” I whisper.

Cole’s gaze goes to my hand on his chest and back to my face, but he makes no move to step back from me or to pull me closer.

“Where’s Michael?”

Cole’s voice is more curious than angry or annoyed. I remind myself that it’s a valid question. He doesn’t know.

I shake my head. “I don’t know. And I don’t care. I broke up with him this morning.”

Cole looks at me for a long moment, unmoving and silent. I wish I knew what he was thinking.

“Why?” he asks. “I thought he was the perfect boyfriend.”

I sigh. “I was wrong about that.”

I can tell he wants more of an explanation, but I don’t want to do any more thinking tonight. And I damned sure don’t want to talk about my mistakes. I trail my hand lower, tracing over the familiar ridges of his muscled abs, stopping just above the waistband of his gym shorts.

“I didn’t come here to talk about Michael,” I whisper, leaning closer to him.

Cole doesn’t move, but I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows. “Why did you come here, Layna?”

I let my hand slide down over the front of his shorts, tracing the length of him. I’m not surprised to find that he’s already growing hard, and I haven’t even made it inside his room.

“I think you know,” I say, moving close enough that I can smell his subtle cologne.

Inhaling deeply, I savor the scent of him. God, I’ve missed that smell. It’s something that’s so uniquely Cole that I never stopped to wonder about it until I no longer had access to it. I missed it. I missed him. Even though we’ve spent time together and we’ve hung out over the past few weeks, I can admit that I’ve missed this. This closeness, the feel of his skin against mine, the smell of him invading my senses. It feels scary to admit that though. So, I keep the knowledge tucked away for later.

“What if I need you to spell it out for me?” he says.

I can tell he’s hesitant, though I’m not sure why. It’s not like we’re new to having sex with one another. He knows as well as I do how amazing this will be. My hand slides down the length of his rapidly hardening cock with a little more pressure this time as I lean in and press my lips to the side of his neck.

“Can I come in and show you?” I say, my lips moving against his skin.

He sighs out a soft curse and I know he’s going to give in even before he pulls me roughly to him and lets the door fall shut behind me. A thrill shoots through me from my nipples down to my toes, concentrating between my legs where I know my thong is already damp from the anticipation of what’s about to happen.

Cole’s strong arms come around me and he pulls me against his hard body, walking me backward until I’m sandwiched between him and the door. His mouth crushes against mine in a bruising kiss. The emotion that rushes over me at the feel of his lips on mine is one I refuse to call relief, but it’s the closest word I can come up with to describe it. The familiar feel of his lips on mine and his arms around me are as close to a feeling of home as I’ve ever had. That sudden realization has something big and slightly terrifying welling up inside me. It’s another of those things I can’t think about right now, so I push it away with the others and focus on the pleasure coursing through me.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this,” he groans against my skin just before I feel his teeth skim my neck.

The roughness in his voice coupled with the sting of his teeth on my skin sends a thrill through me and I dig my fingers into the soft strands of his dark hair, holding him against me.

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