by Ami Snow
It would be another cold shower tonight for him. She was going to kill him. If he had an assistant, he’d pass her off to him or her, but this was a newer operation. He was it for now.
He sighed. He had to put her through a few more paces. He’d touched her butt and hadn’t wanted to stop. He wanted to squeeze it and knead it. His hands itched to touch any part of her body.
She lay on the mat, looking up at him, her face a study in pathetic. Was he being rougher on her because of how he felt?
“We have fifteen more minutes.”
“Bring it.”
She lay there with a devilish look in her eye. He wanted to slide his body beside her and take her to paradise. He could slip off those clothes and bury himself inside of her. Thrusting again and again until she cried out his name.
He took a deep breath. This was getting uncomfortable and he wasn’t going to be able to hide his erection much longer. He had to stop this. She must know what she was doing.
If she didn’t he had to tell her. She could get into a situation she wasn’t able to handle.
“Shelly, I think we’re done for today.”
“Why? You said we had more.”
“If it’s the money, I’ll give you a discount. I just think we need to talk.”
She sat up, crossing her legs in front of her. “About what?”
“It’s probably not your fault, but you are giving off a vibe,” Cole said when he sat opposite her.
She wasn’t within reaching distance so he couldn’t touch her.
“What kind of vibe?’
“A sexual one. The only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t want you to get yourself in a situation that you can’t handle?”
“Like what?”
“Like some guy mistaking your intentions.”
“And what are my intentions?”
“I don’t know that, but it seems as if you are coming onto me.”
She didn’t gasp. He’d expected her to be mortified. Instead she smiled. “So you’ve noticed.”
“Noticed? A blind man would have noticed. Why are you coming onto me?”
“Because I’ve had a crush on you for years.”
He blinked. This young girl had a crush on him? He was old enough to be her father. “You have a crush on me? Shelly, you’re a young and beautiful girl. I’m sure you can find men your age.”
“I don’t want men my age.”
“Why not? They can offer you a future and so much more. I’m in such a different part of my life.”
He didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but this wouldn’t work.
Chapter Three
Despite the conversation with Cole not going well, Shelly remained optimistic. She’d let him know and now she wanted to show him.
He hadn’t dismissed her as a client so she would see him next week.
Night had fallen while she was in the studio. Only a few lights shone in the parking lot, but she wasn’t scared. Large women were rarely kidnapped and just by her weight, a punch could hurt.
She strode out to her car which sat under a light that had burned out. “Damn”
Didn’t matter. She was on her way to bedding Cole. She’d ender her day well. She’d go home and take a bath and fantasize about him. She’d think about what his hands could do while she pleasured herself.
Soon. Soon she’d have Cole naked.
Instead of dreaming about sex with Cole, she should have been paying attention to where she was walking. When she wasn’t looking a man jumped out and grabbed her. She was surprised, but she let out a scream that people two counties over must have heard.
She struggled and tried to swing her arms. She then thought back to self-defense training she’d taken. Make yourself heavier. Well, that was easy for her.
She let her legs droop so the attacker had her full weight in his arms. He dropped her, but didn’t move away, so she kicked out at his legs.
He didn’t fall. This assailant was solid.
His fist connected with her head and she was dazed for a moment. She didn’t let go of her purse, but she lost track of where he was.
Then he was there again, by her legs. What the hell, but she kicked out with only half of her energy. When her vision finally cleared she saw Cole dragging the man away from her.
The man wiggled out of Cole’s reach then ran away. Cole was instantly at her side.
“Shelly? You okay?”
He helped her up.
“He hit me,” she said.
He head hurt where his fist had connected, but she didn’t have a headache. No concussion.
Cole held her arm and she loved that he was touching her. Her heart was beginning to return to normal speed as he walked her back to the gym.
“I’m sorry, Shelly. I should have walked you out. Not the best neighborhood at night.”
“It’s not your fault.”
He led her inside, past his office, locking doors and turning off lights as they went. He ushered her upstairs to what needed up being a studio apartment. A room and a bathroom occupied the floor.
And a bed. A large bed with dark blue sheets.
She wasn’t feeling bad enough to banish thoughts of Cole in that bed. With her.
He sat her down on a chair. “Wait here. Let me get some ice.”
As if he were going far. His kitchen was mere steps away. He filled a bag of ice then brought it to her wrapped in a towel.
“You feel okay?”
“Couldn’t be better.”
***
Couldn’t be better? What did that mean?
Shelly placed the ice on what would end up being a bruise on her head. Cole sat on a chair by her.
“Did you lose consciousness?”
“No.”
“Do you have a headache?” he asked.
“No.”
Should he take her to the hospital? Without a headache, she probably didn’t have a concussion.
“Will you be okay to drive home?”
She looked up at him, with those big dark eyes. “I’m a little scared.”
His heart leapt out of his chest. He could follow her home? She couldn’t stay here? He just had a bed and a few chairs. He moved to sit on the arm of the chair, wrapping his arms around her.
She wasn’t shivering or shaking. Instead she melted into him. Damn, she felt good. He felt guilty for picturing her on his bed. Naked and writhing as he brought her to climax.
“Oh crap.”
“What?”
He tried to get up. His dick was on fire with his thoughts. She wouldn’t let him go. Instead she looked up at him again.
“I think I can take care of that for you.”
What?
She was staring at his hard on, her hand running up his leg. In moments, her hand would be in his shorts. Oh damn. He had to move, but he couldn’t. He watched her hand’s progress up his body as if he were watching it on someone else.
Except that he felt her touch, deep in his soul. This was right some part of him whispered.
He shouldn’t feel that way. She was a young girl.
“I’m not a virgin, Cole. I want this and I know what I’m doing,” Shelly said.
Damn. Without thinking he leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss. Sweet mother of pearl. Her lips were warm and she tasted of strawberries and sinful things.
Her mouth made promises that he had no right to ask of her. He couldn’t stop. He couldn’t get his body to move away from her.
When her hand finally reached his throbbing dick, he almost exploded. He dragged her out of the chair and up against him.
She murmured into his lips. “Cole.”
As if he’d been waiting his whole life, he felt as if he’d come home. His hands roved over her, feeling all the exposed skin. She was soft and warm and he wanted her naked.
Yesterday.
She tugged at his shirt. It lay on the floor moments later. Her hands ran down his chest and he couldn’t believe he was here with her.
She took his hand, placing it on her breast. Oh, that was real.
“Oh, Shelly. Please be sure of this. I won’t be able to stop.”
“I’ve never been so sure in my life.”
Chapter Four
Shelly held her breath. If Cole rejected her, she’d never be able to look him in the eye again. She’d given him the biggest green light possible.
Instead of saying anything, he reached behind her to undo her bra. The girls came out to play.
He knelt in front of her, his hands on her breasts. He played with them as if he hadn’t seen any in awhile. His mouth covered one breast while his hands worked the other. Her body was on fire. Cole was an expert. All he’d touched with her tits and she was almost ready to orgasm.
“Oh, Cole.”
He switched hands and mouth and sucked on the other nipple. Both were tight peaks when he was done. She could have cut glass with them. He kissed her stomach as he slid off her pants and panties.
She stood naked in front of him. She’d been dreaming of this for the past few years.
He stood then dropped his shorts. She couldn’t help her gaze going to his erection. He was impressive. She grasped him and he gasped.
“It might go off, be careful,” he rasped out.
She looked up at him. “You are a sexy man.”
His chest sported some salt and pepper hair. She ran her hands down his chest.
He walked her over to the bed, his lips dancing with hers. Then he pushed her back onto the covers.
“Spread your legs,” he said.
A tingle went through her as he took charge. He knelt on the floor, settling between her knees which she’d moved apart. He was a big man, but she could accommodate him. He stroked her folds, bringing her even closer to orgasm.
Then he used his tongue and she had to fist the covers to stop herself from bucking. And then, there it was. The fastest orgasm she’d ever had. Her body jerked as it just kept going on and on.
She finally caught her breath. When she opened her eyes, Cole grinned at her.
“I love doing that to a woman,” he said.
“I’ll never turn it down.”
He rolled a condom onto himself. Then he scooted her on the bed more, settling himself between her knees. He grasped his arms, loving how the muscles moved beneath her hands as he did.
“Ready?”
“More than ready,” she said.
He slid into her and she savored the feeling of fullness. He was big and a man and hers for the night. He set up a rhythm, sliding in and out, hitting all the right spots. She moaned and couldn’t help making other noises.
Then he sped up and she was over the edge. Her fingers dug into his arms as she rode the wave of pleasure. He slowed down and that prolonged it. Her body finally stopped writhing.
Cole hadn’t released yet. He stared down at her then kissed her.
“That’s two.”
Could she even handle another one? She’d take whatever Cole could dish out.
***
Cole couldn’t believe he hadn’t exploded yet. She made such sexy noises. He’d watched Shelly grow up and he knew right now, with her in his bed, that she was all grown up. She was comfortable with her body. She was sensual and responsive.
Better than any woman he’d ever had in this bed. He wished he could close the gym and spend the next few days exploring her body.
He’d stopped his rhythm for a moment to catch his breath, but he began again. He started a slow torturous pace, designed to keep her on the edge.
Her noises again. He couldn’t even describe them, but they made him want to thrust into her harder and harder until she screamed his name. Her vagina clenched around him and he couldn’t hold it together any longer. She dug her nails into his back and he loved that.
He loved that she absolutely lost herself to the feeling. Her back arched. Her teeth gritted as she came once again.
He followed her right over the edge. His orgasm exploded and he became momentarily blinded. His body bucked until he’d emptied himself into the condom.
Her breath panted out. He wasn’t breathing slowly either. He had to get rid of the condom, but he kissed her one more time before he left to do that. He came back and she hadn’t moved. Her legs were flopped open and, damn, she looked sexy.
“Let’s get under the covers.”
“Not sure I can move.”
He laughed. “I’ll help you.”
He did and then snugged her up against him. His arm rested across her stomach. She interlaced her fingers with his. It all felt so right. As if they’d been together for years. No awkwardness.
He nuzzled her neck. “Shelly.”
He sighed.
“I love the way you say my name.”
“It’s a pretty name. Your father wanted to name you Carla, but your mom stuck to her guns.”
She squeezed his hand. “That’s a great story. Never heard that.”
“No? I think your father doesn’t like to talk about your mother much,” Cole said.
“I don’t remember her at all.”
“I might have pictures of her. We were all friends for years before they married. Your mother was a beautiful woman. You remind me of her a lot.”
“Did you have a thing for my mother?”
Cole chuckled. “No, I was just jealous that your father had found someone so wonderful.”
“You never married?”
“Was close once, but broke it off before we got to the altar<” Cole said.
He knew later that he’d dodged a bullet with that woman. She’d been controlling and she would have only gotten worse. He liked his freedom, not that he would have loved to have had someone to share his life. Sharing his success would make it better. More meaningful.
“Sad.”
“No, it isn’t.”
“But you’ve been alone all of your life then.”
“So has your father.”
“He’s alone because he doesn’t feel he can love anyone else the way he loved my mother.”
Chapter Five
Shelly woke and didn’t know where she was for a moment. She didn’t recognize the wall she was facing. Nor did she recognize the large body wrapped around her. Then her mind went back to the events of the night before.
That attack seemed as if it had happened years ago. Then she remembered her night with Cole. The whole night. They’d made love twice. Her body was already on fire for him again.
She turned to look at him. He was handsome and strong and just what she’d thought he would be. He’d been a considerate and passionate lover. Why had no woman snatched him up?
If the truth be told, she was glad. He was going to be hers and hers alone. Could they stay in bed all day? There were portions of his body she’d left unexplored. Not on purpose, but because he’d been so busy pleasing her that she’d gotten distracted.
“You’re staring,” he said.
She jumped. “I’m just watching you sleep.”
He opened his sexy, dark brown eyes. They were so dark she couldn’t see his pupils. He smiled at her, his eyes crinkling around the edges.
“You sleep okay? My snoring didn’t wake you?” he said.
“I was out.” She stretched her arms over her head. “Something made me so tired last night. Guess it was the workout. Then the other workout.”
He chuckled, rubbing his face into her hair. “As much as I’d like to stay in bed, I have to teach a class this morning. Do you have to be anywhere?”
“No, I don’t. I don’t work on Fridays. Usually I look for jobs and send out resumes since I’ll be graduating in a few weeks.”
“That’s an exciting time of life,” Cole said. “You’re welcome to stay here, but I do have to work all day.”
“I could take your class.”
“No, he’s out of town on business.”
She’d planned this out well. No interference from her father. He’d be knocking on the door right now if he knew where she was.
“I can’t stay. I have to walk the dog and feed the cat,” she said.
“I understand.”
She shifted so she was facing him. “This isn’t a one night stand for me. I hope you understand that. I have no intention of leaving and not coming back.”
He blinked. “You mean you want a relationship. Not just sex.”
“Yes. Don’t talk me out of it.”
“Don’t I get a say in this?”
“Yes, of course, but really?” She indicated her body with her hands. “You don’t want this in your bed every night.”
He laughed, but she knew it wasn’t because he didn’t want her. He’d give her six orgasms. Six. More than she’d had in the last year.
Six orgasms.
***
Cole mulled over what she said. “You’re sure about this? I’m an old man and won’t be able to keep up with you.”
“I’m a fat girl who probably won’t be able to keep up with you.”
She said it without any remorse. She clearly wasn’t going to apologize for being who she was. And she wanted him. This young, amazing woman wanted him. He’d never been so flattered and so scared at the same time. What did he have to offer her? He had a good living, but he didn’t own a house.
He had long given up the idea of having children. He’d settled into bachelorhood a few years ago. Could he make room in his life for her?
How could he not. She stared up at him with this big eyes.
“Aren’t we a pair,” he said.
He lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. “Oh, Shelly. I’ve been alone for a long time.”
“Then it’s time you weren’t alone.”
He looked at her. She rested her chin on his chest. He didn’t even have a pet.
“You wouldn’t prefer someone closer to your age?”