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With her brows pulled together into a questioning frown, her attention shifts between my outfit and the spaghetti strap top she's still wearing.
"What do you remember from last night?"
"Uh… you walked us here, and we fell on the bed. We kissed, and then... Hmm, oh yes, then you said you needed a quick shower. So I waited here on the bed. And..."
I trace a finger along her cheeks and continue her sentence. "And then when I returned, you were fast asleep."
Her eyes shoot to mine. "What?"
"I tried to wake you, but you were out."
Alisha rubs her hands over her face. "God, not again. That's pathetic." She moans while I chuckle at the cute blush that sets on her cheeks, but within a blink she goes straight into seduction mode by stretching her arm and placing it on my upper thigh. Lust ignites and blazes through my veins, seeing her eyes wandering over my pants and my still unbuttoned blue dress shirt.
"God, you look scrumpalicious." She sighs while batting her lashes. Her grin widens, and she pushes herself up into a seated position. Sliding her fingers through her golden locks, my eyes feast on her protruding nipples, screaming for attention by pressing against the thin fabric.
"Damn. You are..."
She looks down and chuckles. "They are just nipples."
With a growl, I crawl up onto the bed, push her back into the mattress, and straddle her. I slip my hand under her top, cup her full right breast, and touch the erect nipple with my thumb. "These are not just nipples or just breasts. These are the hills of pleasure," I say, exposing both boobs by pushing the fabric up further and enclosing my lips around her right nipple. She squirms and moans under my talented tongue, and her fingers roam through my hair. That is until the ringtone of my telephone breaks our sensuous morning bubble. I try to ignore it, but after eight rings, I curse, lift myself off her, and sit on the side of the bed to deal with whoever is on the other side of this call.
"Yes!" I growl.
"Hey, easy, friend. Where are you? Am I interrupting?"
"Nick. I'm home."
While my best friend's laughter buzzes in my ear, Alisha slides out of bed. I grind my teeth as she strides to the closet and slips into a figure-hugging black dress. I suppress a moan when she looks me straight in the eyes while moving her body as if she's dancing to a song that only she hears. The she-devil cups her hills, pinches both her peaks between her thumbs and index fingers, and sends me a challenging smirk. Nick is still talking, but since I can't concentrate, I stop him.
"Sorry, I have to call you back." Alisha quickly covers her breasts with her bra as I hang up and get off the bed.
"You were taunting me with your naughtiness, Alex."
"And what are you going to do about it?"
I catch her wrist and plant a kiss on the inside while holding eye contact. Then I turn her until her back is against my front and bend my head to let my stubble drift over her shoulder. Humming in contentment, she tilts her head to the side.
"God, I missed how you react to my touch." I slide my hand under her dress and move it over her damp panties. "Oh, you need attention."
"Yes, I do. I need..."
Two loud knocks make me stop my sweet attack.
"Alisha, can we talk?" my daughter mumbles from the other side of the door.
My blonde goddess quickly squirms out of my arms, straightens her dress, strolls to the door, and opens it.
"Alisha, I..."
Samantha stops talking, and her eyes grow with astonishment when she sees me. "Cole? Y-you’re back?"
I nod. "Yeah, I came back late last night."
"O-oh." The girls look at each other and seem to be communicating without words.
"So what did you want to talk about with Alisha?"
"Oh, I wanted to ask her if she wants coffee. Do you want a cup too?"
