Page 8 of Forever with Me

“What did you want them for?” he asks absentmindedly while looking through some paperwork.

I realize at this very moment I could tell them they held the secret to the cure for cancer and he won’t even hear me, but I tell him the truth instead. “I’m just exploring my innerMurder She Wrote. I just wanted to look through some old photo albums from college, hoping something or someone would jog my memory about Carter’s cousin.”

“Mmmm, that’s great, sweetheart.” Like I thought, totally checked out! I don’t know how much I love this, I feel like that needy girl that I usually think is ridiculous, but I hate that he is so immersed in something else right now. I should quit, this is dumb. I know I’m heading down a road that should be left untraveled, but I’m starting to worry that our time away won’t really beaway. Before the thought gets too worrisome, I remind myself that I am married to a fucking mogul. He can’t just work part-time from our study. What the hell, Mia! I need to get a grip and stop this madness.

For the next few hours, I alternate my stare between the landscape, which has become more about trees, and Cole. He wasn’t lying when he said he had fires to put out. Watching him work and occasionally rub my thigh or kiss my hand has gotten me fairly worked up. He is no less powerful in his professional life than he is in the bedroom. My man takes no prisoners, but right now, I just want to be imprisoned by his body. Licking my lips, I rest my head on the back of the seat and close my eyes and begin to imagine laying under Cole and all the delicious things he would do to my body. I don’t know when he noticed my daydream, but I feel his lips on my neck.

“Baby, if you keep looking like that, we will be giving Foster one helluva show.”

“Right now, Cole, you could fuck me in the middle of Times Square and I wouldn’t care,” I lick my lips as I pull one side of my maxi skirt up to reveal my leg.

Grabbing my chin and angling it so I’m staring at him, “Watch it, Mia, I don’t enjoy the idea of anyone getting to see your gorgeous body, but I’m so fucking hard right now that I’m not sure I could control myself.” He pulls my face toward him and begins to kiss me slowly and deliberately, exploring my mouth and leaving me a bit breathless. He tastes of mint and his lips are cool from the ice in his water.

Pulling away, I keep my eyes closed, not ready to open them and watch him pull away and back to work. When I open my eyes, Cole is staring at me with a sexy grin, head tilted to the side like he is enjoying the show.

“What?” I whisper, feeling self-conscious, feeling the blush creep up into my cheeks.

“What, what? You arefuckingsexy, you know that?” As if to punctuate what he is saying, he licks his bottom lip and lets his eyes wander down my body. How does he do this? Make me hot just by looking at me, I swear I might come right now with just the heat stirring between us.

“You make me feel sexy. I want to be sexy for you. Tell me what you want.” I can’t believe I’m being this forward, I can’t seem to control my libido, but I don’t care. I know what I want, and I know what I need! Cole doesn’t take his eyes off me. His outward appearance doesn’t change, but the grip on my bare leg starts to tighten as if he could rip the rest of my clothes right from my body. God! I wish he would.

“Foster, how much time until we arrive?”

“About three minutes until arrival.”

This is going to be the longest three minutes of my life. We sit looking at each other, and I know he is making a playbook for how he is going to destroy my body and I feel giddy. I swear I almost rip off my seatbelt when the car stops. Thank God Foster gets out to get the bags because I launch myself onto Cole’s lap. We start tearing at each other, kissing, rubbing, caressing and it isn’t until he rips my top open that I become aware of my surroundings.

“Holy Shit! Foster.” I squeal as I hunch over to not be seen.

“Mia, he isn’t in the car. I wouldn’t expose my wife to anyone! I can control myself a bit more than that, though clearly, you little horn-dog, have a harder time. I mean, I’ve been told by others that I’m irresistible, so I can understand the difficulty.” Smiling down at me with that ridiculous grin and rubbing his chin, he laughs at me.

“Others? What others? I’ll have them killed,” I wink, trying to straighten out my shirt as to not flash anyone.

“Baby, the only opinion that matters, is yours. However, I do like to make the twins happy,” he reaches out to caress my breasts. I respond with a giggle and look out the window to make sure the coast is clear.

“You may have to give me your jacket so that I keep them hidden.”

“Honey, we are alone. Foster has already left with the other car.”

“Another car? What other car?”

“That’s what we were talking about before we left, I had the other security team escort us so that he could ride back. We are alone, completely and totally alone. Don’t worry though, the team isn’t too far away if needed.”

Taking my cue, I take off my shirt completely exposing myself and arch my back slightly. Pulling the chopstick out of my hair, I let it fall down my back in the most seductive way possible and purr, “Well then, are you going to fuck me in this car or what?”

Before I finish, Cole grabs my waist and pulls me into his lap, bending me forward, forcing me to grip the front seats to stabilize myself. Holding one large, warm hand in the middle of my back to keep me leaned forward, he pulls up the skirt I am wearing until it is bunched at my waist.

“Mia, you are being a very needy girl right now, I can feel how much you want me,” he croons as he pushes my underwear to the side and draws his fingers through my wet folds. The feeling is so intense that I try and arch my back, only to be met with the force of his hand holding me in place.

Grinding his cock into my backside, he leans forward and kisses my back and grabs a fistful of hair at the base of my neck, pulling my hair back. It leaves just enough pain and pleasure.

“Ahhh, that feels so good, baby. Your ass is my kryptonite,” Cole growls as he grinds his hard length into me. I can feel his fingers gripping my waist and pulling me into him for what is the sexiest dry fuck I’ve ever experienced. Reaching his hand back down to my wetness, he grips the lace panties and pulls harshly, ripping them from my body, the sting causing me to jump and let out a gasp.

“Is this what you want, Mia? Do you want me to fuck you bent over in this car?”

“Yes, Cole! Fuck me hard.” I barely make out the words through my stuttered breaths.

I hear the zip, the rustle of his pants as he pushes me forward farther toward the front of the car, only to be pulled back just as quickly and impaled by his cock.

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