Cole couldn’t hold in his laugh anymore. “A lot. I am a personal trainer.”
“You think you can train me to be on American Ninja Warrior one day?”
Athletes came from all over the world to try to complete a series of obstacles. Each course got more difficult, plus the competitors were timed. Even some professional and Olympic athletes couldn’t make it through the challenges.
Cole looked at Anna who was sincerely smiling at her nephew. The kid was dead serious.
“He is serious,” Adam clarified. “You should see him at the playground.”
“When you get older, I can start training you for that competition,” Cole said with a genuine smile on his face. “Until then, eat healthy, stay active, and keep growing. You got to make it through the Jumping Spider.” Cole thought about that particular obstacle where the competitor has to vault and catch themselves with their hands and feet in between walls with a four foot spread. There were so many contestants who couldn’t get past it.
“Yeah, it gets the shorter people every time,” James said, shaking his head fully knowing it was the darn truth.
The little munchkin was definitely on the shorter side, but he already had the fight in him. Cole could tell by the look in his eyes. It amazed him.
Dinner was going really well. Anna was pleasantly surprised how well Cole fit in with her family, even with the kids. Watching him chitchat with James made her laugh. Both James and Alex knew their stuff and were not afraid to have a conversation with an adult. Alex challenged Cole to a game of golf. Anna was pretty certain Alex would give him a run for his money. Even her Dad was warming up to him. He wanted to know about Cole’s business ventures. Cole was happy to talk about it and proud to talk about Anna’s important role in his and Trent’s success.
When dinner was over, they all said their goodbyes. Cole led Anna out of the restaurant, his hand gently pressing on the curve of her back. As much as she didn’t want to admit it, she liked the gentle, yet somewhat possessive gesture.
“Ready to hit some of those clubs?” Anna asked, gearing up her mind for work.
“Now?” The last thing Cole wanted to do was think about work. He wanted to get Anna back to the hotel so they could pick up where they left off.
“Yes, now. I have the rest of the evening free.”
“I would rather wait until the crowds are in full swing.” It made more sense to Cole. But if he had his way, they wouldn’t be leaving the hotel room until the wedding tomorrow.
“Some of the places serve dinner. It will make it easier to see the décor and the atmosphere in better lighting.”
“Okay. Lead the way,” Cole reluctantly agreed.
Anna spoke to the maître d at the hotel before they left and got a handful of places to check out. She scanned her notes for the names of the clubs and plugged the address of the closest one into her GPS to navigate their walk. She was thankful it was a lovely evening with a light breeze in the air.
“Your family is pretty awesome.” He knew she was in work mode now. Her face showed determination and deep creative thought.
She looked at him and her face softened a bit. “Thank you. They really are.”
“Cute kids, too.”
Anna smiled. “I remember when I first met Alayna and the boys. Adam was so head over heels for her that they never even talked about having kids together. I liked her, but honestly, I didn’t know if she was the right woman for him.”
“Really?”
She nodded. “Adam put me in my place pretty damn quickly. They are madly in love. Adam loves those boys as his own. Then they adopted Emily earlier this year, and everything seemed to fit like it was the way things were destined to be. It all works perfectly for them. I love Alayna like a sister now. And those kids…they stole my heart.”
Cole was touched by Anna opening up to him about something as personal as her love for her family. He reached for her hand and held onto it. He didn’t know if it was too forward yet, but he was ready to try. She gazed at him and smiled gently.
They strolled down the street hand in hand. Cole told Anna about his family. He talked about them with so much love in his eyes and a smile on his face. She knew his brother already from designing the last place. Sure they had their brotherly feuds, but the guys worked really well together. They were both hard workers and completely invested in making their business a success. So far, it was working. The Dirty Olive was a hit from the beginning.
Trent and Sienna had been married for about six years now. They were very happy together but were having a hard time conceiving. They wanted a family so badly. Cole had talked to Trent a number of times about the possibility of adoption. They were definitely open to it and almost ready to start the process.
His mother was an Italian spitfire of a woman and a retired high school music teacher. He clearly got his dark features from her. His father was an electrical engineer from England. They had met when his father was over in the states doing some work. They fell in love, and he never went back to England. They had just celebrated their thirty-fifth wedding anniversary. His parents were enjoying their retirement in Florida spending their days boating, golfing, and playing pickleball, a racquet sport which combines elements of tennis, badminton, and ping-pong.
They arrived at the first club and decided to have a glass of wine at the bar as they were checking out the place. While Cole was looking around, Anna was frantically taking notes, inconspicuously snapping photos with her phone, and doing some quick sketches.
They had dessert at the next place. Anna repeated her same ritual there and at the next three places where they enjoyed some appetizers and cocktails. By the time they were at the last spot, they had consumed a number of drinks. Anna was feeling pretty relaxed.
“Dance with me,” Cole stated in a soft tone.
Anna looked up from her notes. “Cole, we are working.”
“Anna, put the damn notebook away, and let’s have some fun.” He took the notebook from her and shoved it in her oversized purse. He handed her bag and a nice tip to the bartender in order to keep it safely hidden behind the bar.
“Fine,” she said as she got up. She started to walk away and turned around to look at Cole who hadn’t moved from his chair. He was staring at her. “Are you coming?”
Cole jumped up and moved toward her. He whispered in her ear, “I was just surprised you didn’t put up more of a fight.”
She put her hands on his chest, smoothing out the invisible wrinkles of his light gray dress shirt, “Well, Mr. Turner, you can thank the wine and martinis.”
They headed to the dance floor. Cole watched as several men gawked at Anna. Pride and a bit of possessiveness washed over him. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his side.
The club was playing some awesome dance music. It had been a while since Cole hit the dance floor. He didn’t mind dancing, and with the right woman, he loved it. He was usually too busy working. Right now, work was the farthest thing from his mind. He couldn’t take his eyes off Anna or her swaying hips. He put his hands on her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled her close. They got in a rhythm which made his cock yearn to feel that beat in other ways. By the end of the third song, Cole was ready to explode.
“Take me back to the hotel,” Anna said, eyes filled with desire.
Cole didn’t respond with words. He couldn’t manage to say any. The look in her eyes was loud and clear. So loud, his body was more than screaming for her. He took her hand and pulled her through the crowd of people. He grabbed her bag from the bartender. Cole looked back and saw Anna laughing. Her face was so beautiful. He gave her a sexy grin. Forget hailing a cab, Cole practically jumped right in front of one to get it to stop. They hopped inside, and he instructed the driver to their hotel.
Anna squirmed her way onto his lap. He cradled her in his arms. “You know, you aren’t going to be much good to me if you had been struck by a cab. A trip to the hospital, or even worse, a fune
ral, doesn’t fit into my itinerary this weekend.” She trailed feather light kisses down his jawline.
“Sorry, just a bit in a hurry.” Cole closed his eyes relinquishing to her touch.
“I’m not going anywhere, Cole,” she whispered, her breath hot against his neck.
Cole dug his fingers into her backside taking her with a full, deep kiss. He groaned at the feeling of her lips and tongue, so sweet and smooth. He couldn’t remember a woman he ever wanted more than Anna Bryant. God, she was beautiful. No, he corrected himself, she was stunning, which wasn’t a word he even used. In his eyes, there weren’t any other women who fit the bill. She was smart, creative, and successful. Cole could think of a million more words to describe her.
Anna was more than relaxed at this point, but she also ached. She ached for a sexual release of tension which had built up for months of knowing Cole Turner. The man was sexy as hell and became even sexier when she saw him with her family. He was kind, sincere, and a hard worker—on his body and his business.
When they arrived at the hotel, Cole jumped out of the cab and helped Anna out. They hurried through the lobby to the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, Anna pushed Cole against the mirrored wall cupping his crotch in her hand.
Cole hissed at the contact. This woman might cause the death of him; although he was convinced it would be a great way to go. “Slow down, Anna, or I am going to take you right here in the elevator.”
He touched his forehead to hers. Their eyes were dark with intense desire. The elevator bell dinged, and Cole picked Anna up, cradling her in his arms. She didn’t even flinch from the surprise move. She nibbled on his ear lobe causing him to shudder.
“Key card?” she asked.
“Shirt pocket.”
Anna reached into Cole’s pocket and put the card against the sensor on the door. The green light popped on signaling their entrance to the room…and a whole lot more.
Once they were inside, Cole closed the door and put Anna down. She started to walk to the entry table to put her bag down. He grabbed her arm and swung her back to his body, right where she should be—where he wanted her to be. He kissed her, and she dropped her bag. With their lips never parting, he walked her toward the door, pushing her up against it. She arched her body pressing up against his cock.
Cole’s hands drifted down her thighs and then back up, catching the hem of her dress. He pulled it up. His hand felt the skimpy lace fabric that covered her sweet spot. As he inched his way in between her legs, she moaned. She was so wet. He could smell her arousal and couldn’t wait to taste her. “Wet and ready for me, babe?”
Anna responded by shoving her hand down his pants, noticing he went commando, and caressed his dick. Cole growled. “Hard and wanting me, babe?” she said with a seductive yet somewhat sarcastic tone.
Oh, two could certainly play this game.
He picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around him. She wiggled over his cock, feeling the tip pushing against her dripping wet folds.
Cole’s fingers sunk into her ass which was bare thanks to the thong Anna was wearing.
“Yours or mine?” he questioned referring to which bedroom.
“Mine. Bigger bathroom.”
Cole cocked his eyebrow at her wondering what the bathroom had to do with anything. He just wanted a bed and her naked in it. She gave him a wicked smile and the anticipation hit him.
“I know you wanted to join me in that tub earlier, Mr. Turner. I’m not stupid.”
Cole laughed. It was the first time Cole had ever laughed during the throes of passion. It felt good, really good.
They got into Anna’s room, and he set her down by the side of the bed. He kissed her neck as she unbuttoned his dress shirt and slowly pulled it down his arms. Her hands worked over his smooth, perfectly sculpted chest and abs. Damn, he is fine! She was finally able to see all of his ink but definitely not ready to take the time to study it. She undid his pants and pushed them down, freeing his large, thick cock.
Cole pulled her dress over her head and stared in amazement. Not only was she fucking built, she had a few surprises Cole never would have guessed.
“Don’t look so surprised,” Anna said as she sat on the bed.
“A tattoo and your navel is pierced?” Cole moved over her. He wanted to know what her tattoo said. It was beautifully scripted across her hip. Create. Evoke Emotion. Fill with Purpose. “It’s gorgeous. Business motto?”
“Life motto,” she clarified.
Cole grinned. “I will admit, I am kind of surprised by the ink and the piercing.”
“Really? Huh. Well then, you are in for another surprise.”
She gave him a smile that made his dick twitch even more. Cole didn’t quite understand what she meant, but the desire he had for Anna was starting to deepen to levels he had never experienced before. He thought about all things he enjoyed about her as he kissed her. His tongue made its way down her body. He pulled on her small lace panties and dragged them down her legs. His eyes took in her beautiful, smooth pussy.
“Surprise!”
“Holy shit! You have your clit pierced.” Cole was shocked as hell and turned on more than he could fathom. Clearly there were sides, wild sides, he didn’t know about Anna. He was loving the discovery process and couldn’t wait to find out more.
“I do.”
Cole pulled Anna’s ass to the edge of the bed and got on his knees. He licked her sweet folds. “Damn, babe, that is sexy as fuck.”
Anna laughed. It soon changed to a moan once she felt Cole’s tongue making magic against her clit. Damn the man had skills with his tongue. He played with her piercing as he fucked her with two fingers. Her orgasm began to build. She grabbed onto Cole’s head, running her fingers through his hair. As the intense orgasmic pressure rose, she held onto him and arched her hips wanting to feed him everything she had. The extreme pleasure rolled over her and through her like a freight train.
Cole heard Anna’s cries and felt her pussy muscles spasm around his fingers. He licked at her sweet cum.
Still panting, she pulled his head up. “Fuck me now.”
Cole was more than ready. He grabbed a condom from his pocket and rolled it on. He lifted her legs on to his shoulders and thrust his cock into her wet pussy.
“Oh fuck,” Cole roared. “You feel so good.” The feeling of her pussy engulfing his cock overwhelmed him, taking him to another world.
“Fuck me hard, Cole,” Anna demanded.
For a brief moment, Cole thought he should slow things down. Clearly that was not what Anna wanted. He picked up the pace, pushing deeper and deeper each and every time. She wasn’t shy about voicing her wants as she told him to suck on her luscious tits. He was more than happy to oblige.
“Babe, I’m going to come.”
“I’m almost there.”
Cole gently bit on her nipple.
“Oh God, Cole! Yes! Yes,” she screamed as she felt the pleasure wave roll through her once again.
“Anna! Fuck, yeah!” Cole felt her constricting muscles around his cock. He thrust once, twice, and really deep the third time filling the condom with his juices.
Cole laid down on top of Anna, sweaty from the best, yet fairly quick, sex he had ever had. “Jesus Christ. That was amazing,” he uttered against her breast.
“Mmmm. It was. Go take care of that condom. We aren’t done yet, Mr. Turner.”
“Hell no, we’re not done. I have a feeling we are just beginning.”
Anna laughed and watched Cole’s sexy, tight ass as he walked into the bathroom. She whistled.
“Did you just catcall me, Miss Bryant?” Cole chuckled.
Anna laughed. “I did and not ashamed to admit it.”
Cole threw away the condom and walked back into the bedroom.
“Has anyone ever told you that you have a mighty fine ass?”
“Not really.”
“Mmmmm. I just want to bite it,” she stated with a hungry look on her face.
> Cole laughed at Anna’s honesty and playfulness. “Be gentle, babe. I need my butt in one piece for doing squats at the gym.”
Anna rose up to her knees and moved to the edge of the bed. Cole walked over to her, and she put her arms around his neck. “Now, you and I both know gentle is probably not a word in either of our vocabularies when it comes to describing sex.”
“No? And what words would you use to describe sex?”
“Hard. Fast. Rough. Intense. Do I need to continue?” Anna questioned as her fingers wrapped around Cole’s cock, instantly hardening it again.
“No, not with words.” Cole may have finally met the woman of his dreams.
“Lay down, babe. It is my turn to take care of you.”
Cole lay on the bed and anxiously watched Anna as she crawled up between his legs. Her eyes never left his. She looked like a prowler ready to pounce her prey. She dragged her tongue up the whole length of his cock. Cole grabbed onto the sheets underneath him. Anna softly stroked his balls. She licked his crown, teasing the tip making his cock slightly bounce up and down at her every touch. Cole waited for her to go in for the kill. Anna played with him for a little longer. The woman definitely knew the right way to touch his manhood. Right when he closed his eyes, she wrapped her sweet lips around him and took him in all the way to the back of her throat.
“Christ, Anna. That feels so fucking amazing.”
“Mmmm hmmm,” she moaned against him.
The vibrations made his hips arch, pushing his cock farther down her throat. Anna took everything he gave her. She sucked and licked him like he was the best tasting lollipop she had ever had.
“Fuck,” Cole bellowed. His warm cum spurted out and filled Anna’s mouth. She swallowed every last drop. After his body quivered for a few more moments, his hands finally relaxed. The sheets were now all crumpled in the areas he had clutched.
Cole pulled Anna up to lay on top of him. They didn’t say anything. Anna listened to Cole’s heart which was still beating fiercely.
Cole loved feeling Anna’s naked body on top of his. Her hair was half in and half out of the updo she had in the beginning of the night. Even with her hair in a disheveled mess, proof of their crazy fun night, she still looked exquisite. He pulled out her hair clip, and her hair draped over him.
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