"Damn.You are..."
She looks down and chuckles."They are just nipples."
With a growl, I crawl up onto the bed, push her back into the mattress, and straddle her.I slip my hand under her top, cup her full right breast, and touch the erect nipple with my thumb."These are not just nipples or just breasts.These are the hills of pleasure," I say, exposing both boobs by pushing the fabric up further and enclosing my lips around her right nipple.She squirms and moans under my talented tongue, and her fingers roam through my hair.That is until the ringtone of my telephone breaks our sensuous morning bubble.I try to ignore it, but after eight rings, I curse, lift myself off her, and sit on the side of the bed to deal with whoever is on the other side of this call.
"Yes!"I growl.
"Hey, easy, friend.Where are you?Am I interrupting?"
"Nick.I'm home."
While my best friend's laughter buzzes in my ear, Alisha slides out of bed.I grind my teeth as she strides to the closet and slips into a figure-hugging black dress.I suppress a moan when she looks me straight in the eyes while moving her body as if she's dancing to a song that only she hears.The she-devil cups her hills, pinches both her peaks between her thumbs and index fingers, and sends me a challenging smirk.Nick is still talking, but since I can't concentrate, I stop him.
"Sorry, I have to call you back."Alisha quickly covers her breasts with her bra as I hang up and get off the bed.
"You were taunting me with your naughtiness, Alex."
"And what are you going to do about it?"
I catch her wrist and plant a kiss on the inside while holding eye contact.Then I turn her until her back is against my front and bend my head to let my stubble drift over her shoulder.Humming in contentment, she tilts her head to the side.
"God, I missed how you react to my touch."I slide my hand under her dress and move it over her damp panties."Oh, you need attention."
"Yes, I do.I need..."
Two loud knocks make me stop my sweet attack.
"Alisha, can we talk?"my daughter mumbles from the other side of the door.
My blonde goddess quickly squirms out of my arms, straightens her dress, strolls to the door, and opens it.
"Alisha, I..."
Samantha stops talking, and her eyes grow with astonishment when she sees me."Cole?Y-you’re back?"
I nod."Yeah, I came back late last night."
"O-oh."The girls look at each other and seem to be communicating without words.
"So what did you want to talk about with Alisha?"
"Oh, I wanted to ask her if she wants coffee.Do you want a cup too?"
"Sure."
"Okay, we’ll be there in a few minutes," Alisha says to my daughter.
Samantha hurries away, and I narrow my eyes at Alisha when she walks towards her closet without looking at me.
"What's going on?"I ask, stopping before her.
"Samantha needs to talk to you."She slips into her black pumps, and when she turns and wants to walk to the door, I stop her by touching her arm.
"What is going on?"I whisper in her ear."You've got the same nervous energy Samantha showed when she saw me."
She places a chaste kiss on my cheek."That is not for me to answer.So let's get our coffee.But, button-up first."She pats my bare chest.
She shoots out of the room towards the kitchen, and as I close the buttons, I can't ignore the gnawing awareness that something is up.When I enter the kitchen, they're standing with their backs to me, focusing on the coffee machine that's pouring caffeine-providing liquid in a cup.I stay silent, but my mind shoots into action at my daughter's words.
