Page 97 of The Single Dad

Cole makes a low noise of amusement. “Looks like someone read the user manual.”

“Nope. I’m just a quick study,” I shoot back, pressing my ass against him in retribution for his teasing.

I’m rewarded with a low groan, and the sound itself is so fucking sexy that I immediately feel an answering arousal start to build inside me. A little tentatively, I lower the shower head, bringing it down so that the spray hits my clit. It feels almost like a vibrator with the way the water pulses against me, and I hiss out a breath as a rush of sensations flood my body.

One of Cole’s large hands continues to tease my breast while the other wraps around my waist, and I grip his forearm to steady myself as I move the shower head around to find the perfect spot.

“Fuck, angel,” he mutters, anchoring me against his body. “God, I love watching you like this. That feel good?”

“Yes,” I whisper, adjusting the angle again as my head falls back against his shoulder. “So good.”

“Then keep going. I want to see you come just like this.”

I nod, tilting my head up and craning my neck a little as my lips seek out his. Cole doesn’t make me wait. He kisses me deeply, his tongue delving into my mouth as our slick bodies grind against each other. The feel of his kiss, combined with the pulsing pressure from the shower head, makes me moan, and he pinches my nipple.

My legs shake, and as our kiss breaks, I whimper, “Oh god.”

This is all so much more intense than any of the other times I used the shower head to take care of my pent-up sexual frustration. Because this time, I’m not just imagining Cole as I tease my clit—he’s right here with me, watching and feeling everything I’m doing to myself.

I was a bit hesitant at first, a little shy about letting him watch this intimate act, but my inhibitions are falling away by the second. No other guy I’ve slept with has ever made me feel as safe as Cole does, and I think that’s part of why the sex with him is so fucking amazing. I can let myself go completely.

And that’s what I do right now.

My hips start to undulate, my clit throbbing as pressure builds inside me. I release my death grip on Cole’s forearm and wrap my arm around his neck instead, holding myself up as little whimpers and moans pour from my lips.

“You’re getting close, aren’t you?” he asks, his voice a deep rumble against my back.

“Uh-huh,” I gasp out.

“Knew it.” His teeth scrape along the line of my jaw. “You make the sexiest fucking noises when you’re about to come. I could listen to those sounds all night.”

“Cole…” My fingers slide into his wet hair, my back arching as I lean against him. “Please.”

“Please what, angel? Use your words.”

“Touch me,” I breathe.

“I am touching you. Be more specific.”

God, I both love and hate how he always makes me ask for exactly what I want. But I love it more than I hate it, because every time I ask, he gives it to me.

“Fuck me with your fingers,” I whisper. “Please.”

He makes a noise in his throat as the hand around my waist slides lower, delving between my legs. He slips two fingers into me, and my inner walls immediately clench around him like my pussy has been waiting for this.

“You’re so wet,” he mutters, working his fingers in and out of me as I keep the shower head directed at my clit.

I’m about to joke that I’m spraying water on my pussy, so of course I’m wet—but before I can get the words out, he curls his fingers inside me, stroking my g-spot. Whatever I was about to say gets lost in the keening moan that fills the shower as pleasure shoots through me.

“Right there.” I nod frantically, clinging to his neck as I shift the angle of the shower head again. “Right there, Cole, oh fuck, please. Fuck.”

“Good girl. Let go, angel. Don’t hold anything back. Shit, you’re squeezing me so tight. Do you wish it was my cock inside you?”

“Yes,” I moan. “Always.”

He tilts his head to look down at me, something hot and possessive glinting in his eyes. “Good answer.”

His full lips claim mine in another searing kiss, and his fingers plunge deeper. I feel like I’m made of nothing but sensation, my entire body humming as all of my nerve endings seem to light up at once. The pleasure builds in a rush and then suddenly breaks, hurling me into an orgasm that nearly makes my knees buckle.

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