He just rubbed his finger back and forth along the edges until she began to wiggle. “I like it that you’re wet for me here, Noel. I want to kiss you here. May I kiss you?”
“Oh yes.” Cole felt as if she was floating, like she would simply skim away if not for the anchor of his hands. No one else had ever handled her this way, made her feel as if her body was something special and precious and appreciated.
He knelt before her and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and behind his back so that she had to balance on one foot. He nuzzled her mound. “You smell like sex, Noel. Like a woman. And it makes me hard as a rock.”
His mouth on her sex felt as warm it had on her mouth. His kisses were soft and delicate. And then he was sucking each petal into his mouth, tugging and then blowing his breath upon the tender wetness. Then his hot tongue slid forward and into her.
Cole rocked her head back and forth on the wall. She was weeping for him, desire flowing from her, and he lapped it up with greedy flicks of his tongue.
She came suddenly and hard. He held her in place with firm hands on her hips while he gently nibbled her clit until she stopped erupting in little rhythmic cries of pleasure. Even as she tried to come down, the flicks of his tongue were urging her toward another peak that rose steeply in tension that bordered on pain
“Too much.” She sagged against him, bracing her hands on his wet shoulders. “Oh, what are you doing to me?”
“Easy, sweetheart.” He rose and pressed her body to his so that she understood how ready he was once more. He leaned in, putting his wickedly talented lips against her ear. His voice was dark and rough with sexual energy. “We got all night.”
Cole hid her face in his armpit. “I don’t think I can stand all night.”
His laugher rocked her whole body. “In that case, I need to take a little for myself right now.”
“Oh yes, please.”
“You’re sure?” He pulled back so he could look into her flushed face.
Cole grabbed him by both ears. “I want you to fuck me right now. Hard.”
She saw his micro expression of surprise at her words. But then he was grinning again, so deep his dimples had dimples. “That’s my girl.”
He pulled back the shower curtain and scooped up his jeans from the floor. Out of the pocket came a packet. A man of economical actions, he donned the condom so quickly she decided it would be hypocritical to wonder why he was prepared when she was so glad he was.
Ready for action, he hitched up her leg and pressed his cock to her opening. One hand came under her butt as he hoisted her up against him. Then he turned so that he was the one leaning against the wall of the shower.
“Come on up and ride me.” The hand under her naked butt again urged her upward.
Cole wound her arms behind his neck and wrapped her legs about his waist as he hoisted her up. In that position the head of his cock was angled so perfectly that when he flexed his butt muscles and thrust forward, he slid into her easily. A series of little inarticulate cries erupted from her as he slid home.
“Ah, that’s good, baby. Now hold on tight.” Back braced on the wall, his hands tightly clamped under her butt, he began to move her body in a slow circular in-and-out grind, his whole body flexing when he ended each circle with a deep thrust into her.
Cole couldn’t catch her breath. Each one came out as a little hitch ending on a pant of desire. She came again but he didn’t alter his rhythm. He just kept up that slow mesmerizing grind. Sweat glistened on his forehead. His face was tight with concentration. Finally she felt it, the sudden tension in his shoulders and back and the swelling of his cock inside her.
He came in long hard thrusts that made him gasp with each. He clutched her tighter, whispering a word that astonished her. “Home.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
No one mentioned Cole’s new haircut as she walked into the classroom. She had a to-go cup of steaming coffee in one hand and a bagel in the other. She’d been up since dawn, working with Hugo.
“You’re looking happy this morning.” Richards grinned at her. “You get something out of your system?”
Cole offered him a cryptic smile. “Yes. Thanks for the loan.”
“What loan?” Scott was the last to arrive. He was rumpled and unshaved and looked much too grumpy for a man who’d had fantastic sex the night before. In fact, he looked like a man who’d been rode hard and put away wet, which is exactly what had happened. He’d actually slept alone. Cole/Noel left him toweling off and locked her door.
“Hey, babe.” Cole walked over and placed a kiss on Scott’s lips but moved back before he could touch her.
From the corner of her eye she caught the puzzled look he sent her. Tough. She was going to play this her way. “You need a cup of coffee, Sam?”