“Cole?” I blink when I hear my name being called and look over at Josh, who is waving his hand in my face.
“What?”
Josh frowns and eyes me warily, “You all right bud? You’ve been off in your own world since the match started.” I rub my hands over my face and nod.
“I’m good, just thinking about work.” I lie, and he smirks and shoves a forkful of Chow-Mein in his mouth. I wasn’t thinking about work. In fact, for a change, work was the last thing on my mind. I have one thing on my mind tonight. Shayla. I have never been so anxious to get to work only because I get to see her.
I’ve been staring at the television absent-mindedly for over forty-five minutes. I sigh, grab my bottle of beer, and get up off the sofa. Josh looks up at me and frowns. “Where are you going?”
I shrug, “I need some air.” I tell him and walk outside onto my balcony. I pull my phone out
I thrust into her slow and deep, gathering her arms up and pinning them above her head. I kiss her deeply, swiping my tongue over hers as we move together. She mewls and rocks her hips up against mine, matching my rhythm—the bed squeaks as I thrust deeper, building up momentum. Shayla’s moans get louder as she nears her orgasm. I feel her walls clamping down on me, she ready to come. I press deeper into her, grind hard and deep, and she arches up, panting as she goes over, my name on her lips, her body trembling as she rides out her orgasm. I still for a couple of seconds. I kiss and bite her neck as her body calms before I start thrusting again.“You’re going to come with me this time, baby,” I whisper into her ear, and she moans, raking her nails down my back. “I want you to come with me.” She nods and tugs me down, soldering our lips in a fiery kiss as we move together again. I feel that tension as it builds with every hard thrust.
“You expect me to shower with no door?” She asks, sardonically as I watch her with a cocky grin, “And with you hovering in the room. No chance.”I take a step closer to her and lick my lips, “Shayla, I think you forget that we’ve already had sex. I’ve seen you naked,” I smirk and close the space between us. “I’ve tasted every bit of your body. If I want to see you naked, all I have to do is close my eyes.” I whisper, closing my eyes and bite my lip. “Mm, there you are.” I groan when he jabs her elbow into my ribs, and I laugh when I open my eyes to see her face is beet red.“I’ll hold onto that image if I were you,” She chides scowling at me. “Because you will never see it again.” With that, she spins on her heels and walks to the bathroom.“Hey, never say never,” I call out after her“EVER!” She looks back at me once more be
“It’s pretty big for just one person. Don’t you ever feel lonely in this big apartment?” I smile and shake my head.“Not really. I barely spend time here, to be honest. I’m out of the house early, and I get home pretty late from work, so it’s pretty much used as a crash pad now.” I explain setting my briefcase on the white marble countertop, I unlock it and pull out the contract I had my lawyer draw up. “I don’t know about you, but after today I could use some wine,” I say walking over to the kitchen to grab two glasses and a bottle of white wine.“Sounds good.” I open the bottle of wine and watch as Shayla wanders around the apartment. She walks over to the doors to the terrace and looks out at the view. “Wow, your view is gorgeous.”I walk over to her with two glasses and the bottle of wine in my hand. “It’s why I bought this place. I fell in love with the vie
“Don’t go.”I look over at Aimee, who picks up my neatly fold clothes out of my suitcase and tosses them haphazardly on the floor.I sigh, “Aimee. You think if I had a choice, I wouldn’t choose to stay here?” I say, picking up the clothes and tossing them back in the suitcase for the third time. “Cole will be here to pick me up any minute. Just help me pack, please.” I pout and give her my best puppy eyes, and she sighs in response.Jo walks in with another empty box. “Here, I found this in my closet.” I smile gratefully and take the box from her and start packing up my perfumes and makeup. “Still can’t believe you’re moving out.”I nod sadly and look up at the girls, “It's only for six months, and I’ll be right back with you guys. I’m still paying my share of the rent, so don’t go letting my room out to anyone.”“Of course, we wo
“The girls can walk in and—.”Cole smirks, and his gaze drifts down to my lips, “Let them.” He murmurs, his voice deep and smooth. “Answer my question, yes or no.”Say no, say no!I curse the stupid, stubborn girl inside of me that refuses to give him the satisfaction of being right. “Yes,” I say before I can stop myself. FuckCole smiles lazily and licks his lips, his eyes on mine. “That’s my girl.” He mouths, shifting so he was directly on top of me. He pushes my legs apart using his right knee and laces his fingers with mine, pressing his forehead to mine. His thigh comes up in between my legs. I swallow hard, and my mouth suddenly goes dry when I feel his breath on my throat, “Do you remember that night we spent together in Vegas, sweetheart?”“Yes,”“Do you remember what I whispered in your ear in the elevator?” He groans in my ea
I leave the apartment and make my way down the stairs. Suddenly it feels like everything is changing in my life, and I don’t like it. I’ve never lived with a man before. I’m quite frightened, and after what just happened in my bedroom, I can’t trust myself around him. I just have to find a way to avoid getting into situations like that.As I walk out of the building, I see Cole leaning against his car, shades on, arms crossed. When he sees me, he straightens and walks over to me. “You okay?” He asks, wiping away a tear that I hadn’t even noticed rolled down my cheek.I nod, “Yeah. I’m going to miss my girls, that’s all.” Cole smiles and wraps an arm around my shoulder, and pulls me against him as he walks over to his car.“Sweetheart, I’m not locking you away and throwing away the key. You can come and see your friends whenever you want, or they can come and see you at our place.&rdquo
“Ow, shit!”I jump out of bed and rush over to Shayla’s bedroom when I hear a crash and her shout.“Shayla? You okay?” I call out, knocking on the door. I listen out for her, and when I don’t hear an answer, I open the door and walk inside. I find her sitting on the floor in the dark, holding her foot surrounded by glass. She looks up at me and blinks surprised when I turn the light on. “What have you done? Are you hurt?”She takes her Airpod out of her ear. “Huh?”“I asked if you were okay?” She bites her lip and nods, glancing at the broken lamp on the floor.“Oh, uh, I’m okay. I broke your lamp though. I’m still trying to get used to my surroundings. I’m so sorry.” She hisses and looks down at her foot. “I’ll replace it.” I roll my eyes and walk into her bedroom, careful not to step on any broken glass.“Jesus Shay
“I have an older brother who is bigger and stronger than you.” She grumbles as she changes tactics and places her foot on my back and kicks me off the bed. I roll off and land on the floor with a thud. I groan and look up at her when she leans over the bed grinning at me with pure joy. “Nighty night.”I smile up at her, reach up, I catch her wrist and pull her off the bed. She squeals and lands on top of me, our heads colliding as she does so. I swear I have not met a girl as accident-prone as her. Amazingly, she’s made it to her twenties. I shake off the blow to my head and look up at her rubbing her own with a pout. “See, I told you you’d get hurt.”Shayla presses her forehead to my chest and groans. “You win, you imbecile.” She mumbles, and I smile, rubbing the back of her head gently.“I always win, sweetheart,” I state matter-of-factly and hiss when she pinches the skin on my arm. &ldqu