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I wanted him naked.But I wanted him in his business suit, too.

Yes, it made no sense, but almost none of this did.

Even so, I wasn'tsofar gone that I'd lost all of my good sense. In a burst of sanity, I asked, "Do you have any protection?"

My heart hammered as I waited for his reply.What if he didn't?

I didn't even want tothinkabout it. But happily, I didn'tneedto think because with a knowing smile, he pulled open a drawer on the far side of his desk and pulled out a small foil packet.

I gave a happy sigh as he began to rip it open. I started to rise. "Lemme help."

"Forget it." His gaze smoldered into mine. "I want you just the way you are."

I could only imagine what I looked like. At this angle, my skirt barely covered my cheeks, and my panties were tight around my thighs. I was leaning so far over his desk that my nipples, had they been bare, would've been resting directly on the smooth, wooden surface.

In all of my desk-related fantasies, Cole had been mostly dressed, pounding into me from behind as I held on for dear life. On impulse, I said, "I want you just the wayyouare, too."

He looked almost amused. "Oh, yeah?"

"Well…" I said on a breathless laugh. "I mean, you'd have to at least pull down your pants, but, I'm just saying…"Gosh, what was I saying?My voice grew husky as I told him, "You lookreallyhot in that suit."

If I had any shame at all, I would've blushed at the silliness of my statement. But shame was in short supply, and my toes practically tingled when his gaze raked the length of me, and he replied, "You should see yourself."

As he spoke, there was something new in his voice, something warm and possessive, that made my insides turn to jelly. I watched with unnatural fascination as he unbuttoned his pants and unzipped the zipper.

He was wearing dark briefs that did a sorry job of containing the monster in his pants. My breath caught as I gave it a long, hungry look.

Somehow, he'd already managed to open the foil packet and was already sheathing himself, rolling the condom over his massive erection even as he moved closer to where I waited. When he moved past my line of vision, I leaned my face against his desk and gave a sigh of anticipation.

Oh, boy, I so wanted this.

Soon, I felt his hands skim upward on the sides of my thighs, pushing up my skirt and stroking my hips. His hands felt big and warm, and his voice was nearly a whisper as he said, "Lexie, you're full of surprises."

He said it like I'd just given him the best Christmas present, ever.But didn't he know?Hewas the present – something that I'd wanted for far too long.

Beyond eager now, I reached underneath my stomach and kept on reaching until I found what I was looking for –him. He was massively hard, and I had a fleeting moment of regret that I hadn't tasted him or stroked him before he'd put on the condom.

But I couldn’t think about that now. I wanted him inside me, and I didn't want to wait. I guided him to my opening and gave a soft of moan of pure bliss when he slowly surged into me.

He was careful, but I was more than ready. My body welcomed him all the way – even in spite of his impressive size. He felt just right, and I moved my hips backward, grinding against him, even more so when he reached around me and began rubbing at my special spot even as he picked up the pace.

The whole experience felt surreal, like I was starring in a movie of my own making. I loved the way he moved, and the way he sounded, and the way my name fell from his lips when we climaxed at nearly the same moment.

And in that moment, I decided something. No matter what happened next, I would have zero regrets.

Chapter 37

Lexie

At my aunt's place, I'd barely walked in the door when Harper rushed forward to ask, "So, how'd it go?"

I froze.Crap.

How on Earth should I answer such a thing.The last time I'd talked to her, I'd been in my car, driving to Cole's office, where I'd been planning to give him a piece of my mind.

At the memory of how thingsactuallywent, I felt a slow blush creep up my cheeks.Oh, I'd given him a piece, alright.

It's just that my mind hadn't played a huge role in it.