Page 47 of Strip Search

“That’s it, Mol. You like that?”

“Yes. Oh God, Cole!”

Both of his hands cup my breasts, squeezing my nipples as light flashes behind my eyes and my orgasm takes hold. My hands smack against the shower wall, and my legs threaten to give out under me.

“Fuck, you feel so good. So. Damn. Good.” Each word is punctuated by another hard thrust that prolongs the feeling of ecstasy within me.

One final thrust and Cole collapses against me, his body trembling against mine. “You’re so fucking perfect baby.” He traces a finger down my spine then gives me a smack on the ass. “Now. Let’s get you cleaned up, so I can make you dirty again.”

He makes good on his promise, washing my body from head to toe and making sure that I stay amped up and ready to go. Once we’ve both washed the soap from our bodies, he dries us both off and carries me into the bedroom before he lays me on the bed and nestles between my legs again.

“You know, I think I really like having you here.” Cole nuzzles against my neck as I button up my shirt a short while later. “Making love to you until we both fall asleep.” His hands slide down the front of my body. “Waking up next to you. Being able to have my wicked way with you whenever I want.”

When he cups my sex, I moan. There is no denying this man. It doesn’t matter that he already took me in the shower or that he just finished fucking me on the bed.

“You know we have a meeting in an hour?” It’s the only defense I have if I don’t want either of us to be late.

“I can be quick.”

“I’m already dressed. Last time you said you would be quick, you literally ripped everything off me, and we were late.” I would love nothing more than one more round with Cole before work, but I’d also love to be able to walk into work. Something that may be a problem if he keeps this up.

“Failing to see a problem with that.”

“You’re incorrigible, Cole. Really.” I turn around and face him, my arms on his chest. “Later. I promise.”

~*~

After our meeting withone of our high-profile clients, the rest of the day seems to fly by. I’m busy with scheduling all of Johnny Bluejeans’ new requests while Cole works on the payroll.

About an hour before quitting time, Cole’s direct line rings and I watch out of the corner of my eyes as he gets up and closes his office door. Whoever it is keeps him tied up until I’m almost ready to walk out the door. A real pain in the ass considering I’m ready to leave and he was my ride in today.

Cody has just joined me up front, and I’m about to ask him for a ride back to my place when Cole finally emerges.

“Good, you’re both here,” Cole says as he leans against my desk. “Cody, did you handle your phone call?”

Cody smiles at me then looks at Cole. “I did.”

Cole nods. “Something you need to tell us, Molly?”

My eyes dart between the two of them while I try to figure out what the hell they’re talking about. “Uhm. No? Is there something the two of you want to discuss with me?”

“Sure is.” Cole cracks the smallest of grins but gives nothing away. “Someone called me a little bit ago to talk about one of my employees.”

“Okay? Is something up with one of the technicians? Did someone’s background check not go through? We’ve only got one new guy who’s interested in a job, is there a problem with him?” I ask, genuinely confused about what’s going on.

“Nope,” Cody supplies. “I think what Cole’s trying to get at is thatyoufailed to mention something tous, Mol.”

“What? I haven’t forgotten to mention...” Then it hits me. The job applications. I had forgotten all about them because of everything that’s been going on lately. “I’m sorry?” I wince. “You both know, this was only meant to be temporary for me.”

“We do,” they both say in unison.

“And any minute someone’s going to ask to be buzzed in, and he’s going to want to talk toyou,” Cole finishes.

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