“I’m allergic, actually. Deathly allergic. I break out in hideous hives.”
When I spear a succulent chunk of lobster and dip it into the little pot of melted butter, then pop it into my mouth, his expression sours.
“Smartass.”
“Guilty. Oh God, this is even better than the dumplings!”
He looks at the glob of butter I feel dripping down my chin and licks his lips.
“Make sure to save some of that butter.”
“Why?”
He smiles. “I’ll need it for later.”
“You planning on having toast for dessert?”
“I’m planning on having you for dessert. Right over there, on that lounge bed.”
I glance over at the grouping of furniture nearest to us on one side of the pool. Four striped chaise lounges sit at the edge of the pool. A long sectional sofa and a pair of big arm chairs are arranged behind them.
Beside a lit firepit next to those is a large, comfortable looking lounge bed draped in white throws and mounds of pillows.
He grins a wolfish grin. My heart flutters.
“Pardon me, Mr. McCord, but this is strictly a business relationship, remember?”
Eyes flashing, he growls, “What I remember is how wet your pussy was when I fucked you in the stairwell, Ms. Sanders. How you said my name. How hard you came on my dick.”
My fluttering heart starts to pound, my nipples start to tingle, and a flood of warmth spreads between my legs. I fidget in the chair, confused by his unpredictable mood changes but incredibly turned-on by his words.
Unsure of how to respond, I stuff more lobster into my mouth.
Cole’s laugh is soft and pleased. “You’re adorable.”
“Don’t make fun of me.”
“Never, beautiful girl. Never.”
When I glance up at him, I find him smiling at me with a look of adoration.
Every minute I spend with him, I grow more confused.
And turned on.
But mostly confused.
What’s the big deal about relationships with him? What’s he hiding?
“How are you enjoying the lobster, madam?”
I jump in surprise. Brett has appeared from thin air at our tableside. He looms over me, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze inquisitive.
I press a hand over my racing heart. “Oh, it’s wonderful. Just amazing. Thank you so much.”
Smiling, he nods and withdraws again.
Cole chuckles behind his fist.
“Give me a break, handsome, I’m coping as best as I can over here.”
“Hmm. Then maybe you need a change of seating.”
He stands, pulls me to my feet, then takes his chair again, pulling me down with him so I’m sitting on his lap.
He kisses my neck. “That’s better. Mmm, you smell delicious.” He reaches up and fondles my breast, pinching my hard nipple through the fabric. “You feel even better.”
“You’ll ruin the dress,” I protest breathlessly, looking around to make sure one of the waiters isn’t in sight.
His kiss turns to a bite. He moves his hand from my breast down to my thigh and pushes the hem of my skirt up. When he slides his hand between my legs, he growls in approval.
“You didn’t wear panties, you dirty girl.”
“I didn’t know you were such a collector or I would have.”
He chuckles, moving his mouth down to my collarbone as he lazily rubs his hand over my flesh, petting me but not sliding his fingers inside. He strokes his fingers all around then firmly pinches my labia, sending my pulse into overdrive.
Into my ear, he says, “Ask me to finger fuck you, baby.”
“Here? Now? But the waiters—”
“We won’t be disturbed. Ask me.”
He bites my throat again, harder this time, his hand still stroking back and forth between my thighs. My nipples are so hard, they ache. My pulse is flying, and I can’t catch my breath.
His voice turns rough. “You’re already soaked, pretty girl. It’s all over my hand. Ah, God, you’re so fucking perfect. You need me to finger fuck you, don’t you? You need me to make you come.”
Rocking against his hand, I manage a breathless, “Yes.”
“Ask me. Say please.”
I love the dominant side of him. This commanding, bossy side that comes out when he’s turned on. My excitement makes my voice shaky.
“Please, Cole. Finger fuck me. Make me come. Please.”
He thrusts a finger inside me and takes my mouth, kissing me hard, inhaling my whimper and returning it with a deep grumble of pleasure that excites me even more. I grab his face and kiss him back as I ride his hand.