He knocked a few minutes later. “Come in,” I said.
He walked in, shutting the door behind him. He was wearing a tight white T-shirt and a pair of gym shorts as he sat down at the edge of my bed. I was sitting propped up with pillows, sipping coffee and looking at my laptop. I shut the lid as he looked at me.
“What’s up, sis?” he said, smirking.
“Stop calling me that,” I said. “Especially after . . .” I trailed off, not sure how to say it.
“After I fucked you? After I gave you the best orgasm you’ve ever had? After I licked and sucked and fucked your tight pussy until you moaned my name?”
I blushed a deep, scarlet red. “Yes. That.”
He laughed, shaking his head. “I don’t know how you’re still so embarrassed.”
“Look, I want to talk about Madison.”
“Who?”
“Madison,” I said, frustrated. “The assistant. Our blackmailer.”
“Oh, her,” he said. “Sorry. I was distracted by the memory of my lips on those hard little nipples of yours.”
“Cut it out,” I said, swatting at him.
He crawled up into bed next to me, grinning the whole time. “Or what?”
“Or I’ll throw you onto the ground.”
“I’d love to see you try.”
“This is serious, okay?”
He pretended to put on a serious face. “Okay, serious time.”
“I’m getting lunch with your mom tomorrow.”
His expression got dire. “That is really serious.”
I laughed, pushing him. He was like a brick wall. A warm, muscular, too-fucking-sexy brick wall. “Stop, asshole.”
“Okay, fine. You’re getting lunch with Cindy. So what?”
“So, I’ll be at her office and will have the chance to talk to her assistant.”
He nodded, understanding. “Okay then. I trust you.”
I stared for a second. “Seriously, that’s it?”
“Sure. That’s it.”
“You’re not going to tell me how you’ll take care of it, how my way is the wrong way, all that crap?”
He grinned at me, shaking his head. “Nope.”
I blinked, a little surprised. I had expected him to put up a fight, maybe be a little difficult. “Huh. Okay then.”
He leaned toward me. “That all?”
“Cole.” I put my hands on his chest.
“What? I just want to get to the good part now.”
“No. My dad is right downstairs.”
“If you can be quiet, we’ll be fine,” he said softly.
I bit my lip as he looked into my eyes. I knew what he wanted, and my soaking wet pussy wanted it too. His hands suddenly found my breasts, cupping them, as his lips grazed my neck.
“Where did you go last night?” I gasped.
“Gym. Have to train,” he said as he kissed up along my chin and ear, his right hand slowly roaming down along my body.
“Train for what?”
“Big fight soon, with that guy Trent.”
I bit my lip, stifling a moan as his fingers slipped underneath my panties and found my soaked clit, gently pressing and rolling. I grabbed on to his strong arms, gripping him tightly.
“Good. Just be nice and quiet,” he whispered. “Let me do the work.”
He crushed my mouth with his, kissing me deeply. I let out a soft moan into his lips as his fingers worked my clit and slid inside me. I arched my back as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me.
And then I heard a knock at the door.
“Sweetie?” my dad said. “You in there?”
“Shit,” I whispered.
Cole bit his lip, trying not to laugh as he got off me.
“Hide,” I mouthed.
He gave me a huge grin as he walked right up to the door. I thought he was about to open it, but he pressed himself up against the wall instead.
“Coming,” I said.
“Yeah you are,” Cole mouthed.
I opened the door. “Hey, Dad.”
“Hi, sweetie. So, tomorrow at one o’clock. Meet at her office. Try and get there a little early.”
“Okay. Sounds good.” I wondered if he could smell sex on me and knew what I wanted. Cole was standing inches away from me, making faces the whole time.
“Let me know if you need anything.” He paused, and all I wanted was for him to walk away. Don’t look at the crack. You’ll see Cole, I thought.
“Okay,” I said.
“Thanks again for this, sweetie. Please try and get along with her.”
“I will, Dad.”
“Okay.” He turned and walked back down the hall.
I waited until he disappeared down the steps and then closed the door.
“Close one,” Cole said, stretching.
“You ass,” I replied, storming back to my bed. “You could have been a little more subtle about that.”