And the sound she makes then, I swear it’s like a shout of joy.
But I can barely tell because my pulse thunders and pleasure consumes every molecule of my body as I climax inside her.
Where she wants.
I’m sweating, she’s sweating, and now her dog is howling, too, crying out in unison with the two of us.
And I crack up. She’s got one of those. An orgasm chorus dog.
After I pull out, my first instinct is to look for the condom and toss it. I chuckle when I realize—no shit—I’m bareback and supposed to be.
Nicole is still on her stomach. Her face is pressed to the side. Her eyes are glossy and her cheeks are flushed. I’ve killed her with her orgasm.
“Hey,” I say gently, nudging her shoulder. “You need to get on your back and lie flat for a few minutes, okay?”
She smiles woozily. “That’s the second position from your top five.”
“It is. It’ll help give you a better chance.” I roll her over and the look on her face is such dreamy happiness that it does something funny to me. It makes me bend down and kiss her tenderly on her forehead. “I hope it worked.”
“Me, too.”
“Do you know it increases the chances a little bit more since you came?”
“I think I read that somewhere, too.”
“I did a little reading myself this week. Supposedly, it helps the swimmers reach their destination. That’s all well and good, but I’m just a big fan of you coming.”
She offers another sexy smile.
I adjust her, slide a pillow under her ass, elevating her. I hand her a tissue, and I head in the direction of her bathroom to clean up.
When I return, I join her on the couch, because I don’t want to leave just yet.
But soon enough, I know there won’t be a reason to stay.
My job for tonight is done.
Fifteen
Top Five Signs You’re Ridiculously Attracted to Someone You Work With
By Nicole Powers
1. You admire his ass when you see him in the hall.
2. His sexy, flirty smile sends tingles all over you.
3. You look for excuses to walk past his office.
4. You linger in the break room when he’s there.
5. You ask him to bang you in any position, anytime, anywhere.
All clear?
Fine, I’ll elaborate, if you insist. Ever been in a situation where you have a super handsome co-worker? We’re talking Clark Kent cheekbones, see-inside-my-soul blue eyes, and a world-class athletic body. Maybe he’s also bursting with charm, wit, and sex appeal. We are talking the real deal, the full enchilada, the whole shebang.
Somehow, you’ve worked with this level of handsomeness without turning into a swoony puddle every day. That’s because you’re a grown-ass woman and you’re able to separate your admiration of his attributes from attraction. After all, you can admire a Monet and not want to bang it.
But then, all of a sudden, you want to hump Water Lilies. How did this shift occur? Allow me to walk you through the turning points on the path to full-blown attraction.
1. It starts with a new way of seeing someone.
Perhaps you’ve played together on a co-ed softball team. Maybe you have regular lunches at your favorite deli, the one with the amazing Chinese chicken salad. Or you’ve simply exchanged banter in the elevator. Then, one day, you ask him for a favor. Could be big. Could be small. You might need him to move furniture for you, lift a vase onto the highest shelf, or deal with the spider on your wall. Possibly, the favor is much bigger. Regardless of whether you ask him to hand you a ream of paper or to give you a kidney, the dynamic shifts. You see him in a new way.
2. Your mind opens to possibilities.
You notice things you never saw before. You give yourself permission to imagine. What would it be like if he touches me here? If he kisses me there? If he strips me to nothing and has his wicked way with me? The possibilities of those what ifs parade before you in your daydreams. Soon, all that wondering changes the state of play.
3. The first kiss lights up the night.
Well, duh.
I have no patience for boring kisses. Merely adequate lip-locks can suck it. Kissing should be starlight and fireworks. A first kiss should be butterflies in your belly, wobbles in your knees.
You should feel it everywhere. In your bones. In your eyelashes. In your fingertips.
Yes, I’ll admit that some kisses are like wine and improve with age. But no kiss has ever gone from dull to bowl-me-over. Don’t settle for ordinary kisses.
Kisses are the sustenance of love. They will feed you.