Page 140 of The Accidental Wife

“Oh, Aimes, I dunno. I really don’t want anything too crazy.” I tell her as I lean against the kitchen counter.

“Shayla, it’s your last night as a singleton…again,” Jo tells me, leaning over the counter, her honey-coloured orbs wide and pleading. “Let’s make it a night we’ll remember, and I really, really want to see some hot dancers.” I roll my eyes and sigh exasperatedly. “It’s okay for you two; you’ve both got hot boyfriends. I’ve got no one.” She claims with a pout and Aimee, and I pout and hug her.

“Fine, fine, we’ll go to the show.” I relent, and she grins toothily at me and claps excitedly.

“Yay, I’m so excited. I’m going to Vegas, baby!” Jo exclaims just as Josh and Cole walk into the kitchen.

“What’s going on in here?” Cole asks, walking over to me, smiling sexily, those dimples on show.

“Have you guys discussed what you’re doing for the bachelor party?” Aimee asks Josh while he lifts her off the stool she’s sitting on and pulls her into his lap. They’re so cute together. I love it.

“Yeah, we’re going to this fancy strip club—” He says and stops suddenly when everyone in the room looks at him, including Cole, who turns his gaze to me slowly. I smile and tilt my head to the side, looking at him expectantly.

“Oh, honey, don’t look at me like that. I’m the groom I have no say in what goes on. Take your complaints to the best man, please.” He tells me, his green eyes wide, feigning innocence.

“That’s okay. You can go to your strip club. I don’t mind,” I assure him, and his brows rise to his hairline.

“Is this one of those times where you women say go, and when we do, you rain all sorts of hell on us when we come back?” Cole asks warily, and I laugh, shaking my head while eating gummy bears.

“Not at all, baby.” I smile, feeding him some gummy bears, and he chews while searching my face for any signs of annoyance.

“It’s a trap,” Josh mutters, looking at Aimee, who grins at him. “There’s crazy behind those smiles.” I laugh, shaking my head.

“I won’t go if you’re uncomfortable,” Cole tells me earnestly, placing his hands at my hips and I shake my head.

“Don’t be silly, go have fun. Besides, the girls are taking me to a Magic Mike show.” I grin at him, and his brows go up with surprise.

“Magic Mike? Like those topless men that grind on you with the baby oil…” I nod, smiling up at him, and I see the fire go up in his eyes.

“Yes. I’m rather excited about the pony dance,” I say, biting my lip and rocking my hips. Cole’s green eyes go wide, and he chuckles a little and looks at Josh, who was also glaring at Aimee. God, these men, honestly.

Cole bites his lips and draws my body against his, “Why don’t we stay in a room, and I’ll slap on some baby oil and do the pony dance for you?” He drawls, wagging his brows at me suggestively.

I chuckle, “You can do the pony dance? Like Channing?” I ask impishly, and Cole nods with a grin, looking deeply into my eyes. “Can you do the thing where he flips and grinds himself on the floor?” I add breathily, brushing my finger down his well-defined chest.

“I sure can.” He whispers, staring into my eyes, and I feel a heat rush straight to my core. Cole leans into my ear, “You want to ride my pony, baby?” He burrs huskily, and I bite down on my lip when my head spun.

“Oh, God, yes.” I moan when I feel his erection pressing against my hip, and his lips brush down the side of my neck, making me shudder in his arms.

“I bet if I slide my fingers between your folds, I’ll find you dripping for me.” He whispers gruffly in my ear, my eyes slid shut, and I release a quivering breath.

“I’ll lose that bet.” I breathe, unable to mask my need for him any longer. Cole groans in my ear, his thumb stroking the exposed flesh of my hip where my top had ridden up.

“I’m salivating just thinking about tasting you. Spreading your pussy lips apart and wrapping my lips around your throbbing clit, sucking softly, tirelessly, till you come apart for me.” He groans privately in my ear, and I was moments away from surrendering myself to him. The deep timbres of his voice and his engorged erection pressed against my belly were enough to drive me absolutely wild for him.

“Uh, guys, I think we’re about to have our very own live sex show over here,” Jo utters wide-eyed watching Cole, and I completely lost in each other.

“Ahem!” Aimee clears her throat, and Josh chuckles, shaking his head watching us while eating gummy bears.

“Ah, it’s too late. She’s under Cole Hoult’s spell now.” He utters, amused, “We don’t exist to them anymore.” Aimee was about to throw a cloth at us to get our attention, but Josh stops her. “Watch how he works his magic.” He whispers, stuffing a handful of gummies into his mouth, grinning.

“God baby, the things I want to do to you,” Cole whispers, his voice dripping in sex while he takes my ear lobe between his teeth and runs his tongue against it teasingly, sending a mass of delicious shivers up and down my spine. I moan quietly when I feel his fingers brush up under my shirt, it was the barest of touches, but it honestly drove me crazy with need. We haven’t had sex since Dubai, and as always, the tension between us was electric, and when you throw forbidden lust to the mix, you’ve got a highly, sexually frustrated couple on your hands. “Look what you’re doing to me.” Cole groans lowly into my ear, pushing his hips into mine so I could feel his hard length.

“Is it bad that I can’t look away,” Aimee whispers, her cheeks turning pink, and Josh snickers, drawing her against him and dropping a kiss on her pulse point.

“Oh my God, I’m single as fuck.” Jo grumbles, stuffing gummies in her mouth while watching Cole and me, “I’m not even embarrassed to admit I’m totally turned on right now.” She sighs and walks out of the kitchen, leaving the two couples alone.

“Why don’t I take you to the bedroom and show you my special set of skills,” Josh whispers, nuzzling Aimee’s neck, squeezing her hips. Aimee grins, nodding, and Josh leads her out of the kitchen, leaving us alone.

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