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his mouth slanted over mine. I shoved my tongue inside his mouth swirling it around with his, and began licking and sucking at his lips with the fervor of an abandoned harlot, tasting myself in his mouth.
    Cole took his cock and expertly guided it inside my opening.  My hips lifted in perfect tempo with his thrusts, sending my senses soaring as he sank deeper and deeper within me. He pushed me back down until I lay on the table again, and lifted my hips, pulling me to him. Each sensation that shot through my body sent me spiraling onto a new plateau. Every move, every touch, so achingly sensual I audibly moaned with each plunge.  His gyrating hips coaxed another climax out of me, dwarfing the one I just had. I clung to the edge of the table as he plunged his hips against my pelvis driving us home. All there was, right then and there, were the two of us…
    A few minutes later he lifted his head and smiled. I clenched my toes again. He turned his head to the side, looked at his watch, and moaned.
    “Damn it.”  He leaned over and kissed me quickly. Then pulled out of me, yanked his pants up, and walked over to where his jacket lay. Pulling his smartphone out of the inside pocket he pushed a button and held it to his ear. As he waited for someone to pick up he pulled his wallet out of his jacket pocket and set it on the counter.
    “Sandra…tell Daniels I’ll be thirty minutes late . If he can’t wait just reschedule.”
    He ended the call and put the phone down next to his wallet.
    I was u nable to move from my position on the table, so exhausted from our morning romp; I just lay on top of the table trying to catch my breath. Cole walked back to where I was, and ran his fingers lightly over my breast, tracing my areola. His touch so sensuous, I shivered, and involuntarily squeezed my legs together, tightly.  He chuckled and leaned down, placing his lips gently over mine.
    “I’d like it if you were laying here just like that when I get home from work.” He mumbled into my lips.
    “Keep talking like that, and I’ll make sure you don’t ever get to work.”
    Then without a word he zipped up his pants and walked towards the bathroom. I leaned on one elbow and watched him walk away, the muscles in his hard ass flexing. Yum. I heard the shower turn on.
    Spontaneity is sorely underrated .
     
     

     
     
    Several minutes later, Cole came out of the bedroom dressed in a black suit looking every bit as fuckable now as he did before. I loved the contrast of his black hair and suit against the pure white of his shirt, offsetting the sun-kissed glow of his skin.  I smiled, while a promise of ‘more to come’ danced in my eyes.  He lowered his mouth and kissed me squarely on the lips, eyeing me all the while.
    “Don’t look at me like that ,” he growled.
    “Well then, stop looking so fucking hot ,” I countered.
    “I’ll see you back here 5:45.”
    “Like this?” I spread my legs.
    The sound that rose from his throat was unlike any other I’ve heard before, like a trapped animal.
    I pulled my robe back on and walked him to the door. I kissed him goodbye and watched as he walked towards the elevator mumbling something about ‘meeting’, ‘work commitments’ and ‘pain in the ass’. I just stared after him until the doors of the elevator closed. Then went to take a shower myself.  Forty-five minutes later Michelle came by to collect me and we rode the elevator down.  Coles’ car was waiting curbside, Ray standing next to it. Upon spotting us he reached out and opened the door.
    “Miss Preston, Miss Maloney….” He stood patiently next to the opened door, his hands clasped in front of him, the slight bulge in his jacket where his sidearm rested in its holster not noticeable to anyone but us.
    “Thank y ou Ray!” we chimed as we climbed into the back of the Landaulet.  Ray had opened the top and we both leaned back in our seats lifting our face to the warmth of the glorious early afternoon sun