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Cole
Cowboy, huh? Grinning at the pretty little maid, I pushed away from the table and held out my hand for hers. She hesitated just long enough for me to see a hint of uncertainty flash across her face, but then her features smoothed out once again and she allowed me to pull her up out of the chair.
She tugged at her hand when she was on her feet, but instead of releasing it, I tucked her fingers into the crook of my elbow, trapping her. The look she shot me might have withered a weaker man, but I simply shrugged in response.
“Old habits,” I explained as I led her out into the night, the cool evening breeze cleansing the stale bar air from my lungs. “As I said, my mama raised me to be a gentleman.”
“Did she?”
Chuckling at the note of incredulity in her smoky voice, I leaned in, dropping my voice low enough for only her to hear. “I never said she did a good job of it, sweetheart.”
A soft hmmph was my only response, but I caught just the hint of a smile curving her lips before she turned her head.
We strolled in silence, the kind usually reserved for long-time lovers perfectly content in each other’s company. The air between us practically buzzed with sexual tension, but I couldn’t detect even a hint of nerves in the woman by my side.
She was a bit of a mystery. By turns confident, almost calculating, and then sweet and shy, like she barely knew how to interact with a man. It was almost as though she were two different women, and I was fairly sure one of those women was purely an act. So, which one was the real Adele?
“This is us.” Using my hold on her to guide our way, I turned toward the steps of my apartment building.
Her soft, shocked gasp nearly made me grin. “Merde. You are staying here?”
“Yes. I hope you’ll find it up to your standards.”
My teasing earned me another if-looks-could-kill glare. “I am sure I will make do, somehow.”
There was obviously something wrong with me that I found her dry response so fucking sexy. Everything about her made me want to pull her over my knee and blister her ass until she was a sobbing, blubbering mess and then put her on her knees so she could issue a proper apology for her behavior. I could practically hear her crying out, begging Daddy to let her come as I fucked her every which way to Sunday.
My cock straining against the zipper of my jeans, I hurried us past the stone-faced doorman and straight to the elevators. God must have taken pity on me because we managed to have the cab to ourselves.
As soon as the doors closed on the lobby, I turned, pressing her up against the mirrored wall behind her. I captured her lips with mine, silently, greedily demanding her surrender.
Instead, she battled with me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me closer, each of us vying for dominance. Moving a hand to her hair, I gripped tightly, yanking her head back and sinking my teeth into the soft flesh of her neck.
Her shocked gasp broke the silence and her hips rocked forward, instinctively seeking my touch.
“Naughty,” I murmured, lifting my head to nip at her full bottom lip. “You aren’t in charge here, sweetheart.”
“I beg to differ.”
Before I could respond, a soft ding signaled that we had arrived on our floor. Releasing my hold on her hair, I grabbed her ass with both hands, lifting her so she could wrap her long, shapely legs around my waist.
“You Americans are so showy.” Despite the mocking tone, her voice caught, the breathless quality betraying her arousal.
“Give me about thirty seconds, and I’ll give you a show, sweetheart.”
It took less than that to carry her down the hall, fumble the key from my pocket, and shove the door open. As soon as I managed to kick it shut again behind us, I pinned her to the wall, capturing her mouth again. I could still taste the whiskey on her lips and her tongue as we devoured each other.
When we broke apart, each of us dragging in desperate gulps of air, I stepped away from the wall and stumbled to the bedroom. With her legs still wrapped around my waist, I fell backward onto the bed and rolled to pin her beneath me.
“Just so we’re clear, I plan on fucking you senseless tonight. So, you’d better tell me now if you had other ideas.”
A knowing, purely female smile curved her lips. “I hate to disappoint you, cowboy, but I believe it is I who will be fucking you senseless.”
“Guess we’ll just have to see who gets there first.”
The smug tilt of her grin was all the warning I had before she struck. With a swift scissoring of her legs, our positions flipped, and she was straddling me, her dress rucked up around her hips.
