Bastard’s Baby(121)

“You like pushing, don’t you?” I whispered in his ear.

“You know I do.” I felt his hands roam down my body, and suddenly his fingers slipped below the waist of my jeans.

I gasped but didn’t move, standing totally still. My eyes widened. “How far are you going to take this?” I asked him, a shiver running down my spine.

His fingers gently found my clit, moving in slow, soft circles. “Soaked, like I expected,” he said.

“Cole,” I managed to say, but it came out as a choked moan.

I could see the smirk through the dim light. “I know what you’re going to ask me. You want to ask, ‘Cole, are you going to get me off right here?’”

He moved in incredible motions along my clit, his fingers deft and hard, alternating between pressure and circles, and my legs stiffened as my back arched. I was so afraid someone would catch us, but that fear only heightened the experience, made it sharper.

I realized dimly that I was becoming the kind of girl that let a guy she shouldn’t be anywhere near finger her in public, but I couldn’t stop it. The thrill ran through me, violent spikes of pleasure. I loved being that kind of girl, especially if it made me feel so good.

“I will,” he whispered in my ear. “I will get you off, here and now, just because I love that little whimper you make as you come.”

“I don’t whimper,” I gasped, but I knew he had me. I couldn’t argue. My hands grasped hard on to his biceps, gripping his hug arms.

“But you do, at least for me. You moan like you can’t get enough of it. You moan like you’re begging for more.”

My lips parted, and a low, soft whine escaped my lips. What the hell was I doing? My whole mind was on fire because of him, because of every dirty word he said, every incredible move he made.

I knew I was going to come. I knew I was because he could play me like an instrument. My body was vibrating for him, and I realized that it had been forever since I had first seen him.

“Alexa?”

We stopped, both of us frozen in a moment of fear. And then his fingers were gone, slipped from my jeans.

“Alexa? Cole?” Lacey was standing near the parking lot, looking around, but she hadn’t seen us yet.

“Hey,” I called, walking over to her. I took a few deep breaths and caught Cole sucking his finger, laughter clearly in his eyes.

Lacey turned and waved. “What up, girl!”

“Are you drunk?”

“A little drunk, yes. I am drunk.” She walked over, a little unsteady on her feet. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed since she had gone inside, but she must have done some serious work to get a strong buzz on so quickly.

I laughed and shook my head. “How’s it going in there?”

“Oh yeah,” she said, like she was just remembering the whole reason we were there. “I got the scoop.”

Cole showed up behind me, his arms crossed. “Well?”

“Well,” Lacey said, “I went in there. It’s this, like, Republican fundraiser or something? Lots of old people. Everyone looks real fancy. Anyway, I sat at the bar, did a little flirting. Did you know that Ronald Reagan was a famous movie star before he was president?”

Cole stifled a laugh.

“You flirted with old people?” I said, surprised.

“No!” she replied quickly, laughing. “No, with the bartender. He’s real cute. Anyway, eventually I told him that I was looking to hire someone on his staff to take pictures for a magazine that I work for.”

“Smart,” I said.

“I know. And he was all like, ‘oh, we don’t do that here, blah blah blah.’ I flirted some more, and eventually he admitted that this one waitress did that stuff sometimes, but not often.”

“And?” Cole grunted, eager.

“Well, apparently she quit not too long ago. Here’s her name.” She handed me a little slip of paper that I pushed into my pocket.

I gave Cole a look and he nodded.

“Thanks, Lacey,” I said. “You’re incredible.”

“Yeah, I really am. Anyway, I’m going back in. I think I’m going to get that guy’s number?”

I laughed, shaking my head. “Lace, we’re going to head out.”

“Cool. I’ll call a cab.”

Cole gave me an amused look, but I just shook my head. “You’re insane, you know that?” I said to her

“Yeah, bitch, but he’s so cute!”

She hugged me and then turned and walked back toward the entrance. I waved to her and she waved back, disappearing inside.

Cole stared at me, and I just shrugged. “I guess she’s having fun in there.”

“I guess so.”