“Such a tease.” He mumbles, closing the door and following me to the elevator. I lean against the wall as we wait for it to arrive. Cole stands beside me, and I can feel his gaze on me as I stare up at the numbers showing what floor the elevator was on. I really hate this stupid magnetic pull I have to this man. I tell my brain one thing, and it does the complete opposite. I kept telling myself not to look at him, because I know if I do, and our eyes meet he’s going to know he’s affecting me. Damn my brain to hell, because I look up at him and he smiles licking his full lips. He’s so beautiful. I want to cry. Our eyes linger on one another until the elevator dings, and I avert my gaze and straighten waiting for the doors to open so I can walk in.
I stand at the back of the elevator. Cole walks in after me and pushes the button to the underground car park. He leans on the wall beside me, his hands in his pockets, his arm brushes mine, and I feel g
After a thirty-minute drive, we pull up at his parent’s place. He opens the door for me, and as I shift to get out, he stops me, steps between my legs and kisses me again, his hands on my thighs slowly trailing up to my hips where he squeezes and yanks me closer grinding his erection against me. We moan in unanimity into each other mouths slowly rocking against one each other, the friction only fuelling our desire for one another. Cole pulls away, and I groan disgruntled. Cole presses his forehead to mine and licks his lips. “Later sweetheart, later. I’m going to take care of every single one of your needs one by one.” He whispers, brushing his fingers through my hair. We stare at each other longingly for a while till we hear his mothers’ voice.“There you are,” Elaine huffs, walking over to us. “We have just over an hour to get you ready young lady.” She scolds me as Cole helps me out of the car. Elaine takes my arm and s
Goddamn. I was on the verge of losing my mind. When I walked into that bedroom and saw Shayla all dressed up in that sexy silver dress, I felt like my soul was on fire. I was worried they would overdo everything and turn her into one of those girls that slap the makeup on as their lives depended on it, but they didn’t. She had the bare minimum on, and I was thankful because, damn she’s naturally so beautiful, she would outshine every woman in the room even without make-up on. And the dress, a simple yet classy, backless silver, satin gown that hugs her natural curves perfectly. All my life, I went for girls that had long legs, blonde hair, and a slender frame. That was my type until I met her.I have a severe case of tunnel vision. I can’t see anything but Shayla. I’m fixated. I don’t know how I’ll make it through this party without dragging her off to one of the bedrooms, slipping her out of that satin dress, and making her mine.Th
“May I?” I ask, and she hesitates for a moment but nods. I smile and brush my fingers along her jaw before I curl my fingers at her neck and draw her in for a slow sensual kiss while we continue to sway. Shayla reaches up and strokes my jaw as she kisses me back, and I swear to everything holy that her touch sent electric shocks through me. That’s the first time she’s actually touched me on her own account since Vegas, without me coercing her and it felt incredible.We pull back from the kiss when everyone around us applauds. I press my forehead to hers as we continue to dance together till the song came to an end. “Tristan, your grandpa would like to see you both.” My father tells me as he walks past us. I nod and look at Shayla who pulls away averting her gaze.“He probably wants to meet you, come on.” I take her hand, guiding her through the crowd of people through the garden where my grandfather’s sitting under
I’m done with this party now. I’m mingled out. As I reach Shayla, I take her hand, and she looks up at me bemused. “You all right?” She questions following me closely.I nod, licking my lips, “Yeah, I’m just anxious to get out of here.” I smile at her, and she bites her lip and drops her gaze, a nice blush touching her cheeks. God, I’m going to ravish you.“Tristan, where do you think you’re going?” My mother asks in a flurry catching us as we walk through the foyer of the house.“Uh, we’re going to go home. Thank you for the party mother, it was exceptional, and we appreciate it.” I say dropping a kiss on her cheek and she looks at me with a scowl.“You can’t leave. It's so late, plus you’ve been drinking so you shouldn’t drive. Spend the night here. I’ve had the girls prepare your old room for you both.” I frown and look at Shayla who
I lay her down on the bed, and she leans up on her elbows looking at me through her lashes, she lifts her foot, still in her heels, and presses it to my chest as I was about to crawl over her. She sits up and scoots closer to me. Our eyes locked, she reaches up, unbuckles my belt and tugs it off, tossing it aside before she brushes her finger up the length of my cock tantalizingly slow. I hiss and close my eyes, tilting my head back when my cock aches under her touch. Such a simple motion, but it sent shockwaves of pleasure through me. “Shayla.” I moan, biting my lip as she continues to touch me teasingly. I watch her closely while she unbuttons my trousers and tugs my zipper down before she leans in and licks up my stomach, her tongue trailing along the outline of my abs. “Oh, baby.” I brush my fingers through her silky hair, and she slides my trousers down my legs, her nails raking up the back of my thighs, causing goosebumps to break out all over my body.
I moan and stretch out in the super king-size bed, peel my eyes open, blinking out the early morning sunshine. The birds were melodiously chirping as I snuggle into the soft goose feather pillows and sigh in content. Then, like a tsunami, everything that happened between us the night before hits me all at once and I realise I’m naked in bed…alone again, Cole nowhere to be seen.I roll onto my back and stare up at the ceiling, all sorts going through my mind. Was he having regrets about us sleeping together last night? What if the reality of us having sex didn’t hold up to the expectation he had built up in his mind? I mean, he seemed really into it, the way he kept whispering how good I felt and the sounds he was making while he climaxed. Oh, shit what if it's awkward now. Ugh, Shayla you idiot. What were you thinking, sleeping with him!I lean up and look at his side of the bed and notice a note on his pillow. I pick it up and read it. “Starti
“I’ll eagerly accept the kiss but not your money.” He whispers leaning in. I wrap my arms around his neck, draw his lips to mine for a soft, lingering peck on his lips. I pull back a little and look up at him, and he smiles, eyes still closed. “Mm more.” He groans, sealing our lips again and kissing me with so much passion my toes curl.I’m in so much trouble with this boy. After a few minutes of kissing, I walk into the ensuite bathroom to have a quick shower and get dressed.Twenty minutes later, Cole and I joined his parents at the dining table for breakfast. “Good morning.” I greet before taking my seat beside Cole.“Good morning dear, did you sleep well?” Coles father asks, folding up the newspaper he was reading and setting it on the side.Cole and I share a little look, and he smile’s nodding. “We slept very well.”“Have you seen the photos of the two of you
Our foreheads pressed together, panting, Cole looks into my eyes, his slender fingers brushing my hair back away from my face and licks his lips. “What have you done to me, Shayla Hart.”I smile, meeting his adoring gaze, “Whatever you’ve done to me, Cole Hoult.” I pant, and he kisses me deeply sucking my bottom lip gently before he pulls away. His kisses drive me insane. After we clean ourselves up, we continue with our drive to the heart of Nice, and start our day with a stroll along the Promenade des Anglais. Cole had his arm around my shoulder, and I hand mine tucked in the back pocket of his jeans as he told me stories around the architect of the buildings we pass by and I listen with fascination.“The coffee here is amazing, come on.” He says guiding me to this adorable little café by the Riviera where we sat and had the most incredible coffee, and I ordered the best coconut cream cake I have ever eaten in my life.