Under Pressure
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She nods quickly, her eyes alive with anticipation. “If you think that will work.”
“I’m certain of it.” I pull my fingers from her sex and remove my clothes quickly, then snatch a condom from my nightstand and reposition myself between her legs.
She whimpers. “I want you to do whatever is necessary to cool me down, Cole.”
I roll the condom on and watch her breasts move as she writhes. Damn, I want my mouth on them. I look at her hands, her knuckles white as she holds the headboard slats.
“Let go.” She does as I ask and I tug on her hand until she’s seated. I slide in behind her, and press my back to the headboard. “Come here.” She turns and straddles me, and I draw one hard bud into my mouth as I guide her onto my stiff cock. As her muscles close around me, I bite down on her nipple, and she convulses.
I grip her rib cage, sweep my thumbs over her breasts, and her hands go to my hair. She runs her fingers through it as I lift her, up and down, up and down, until my heart is hammering so hard I think it might break a fucking rib.
I slam into her, and when she moans, I close my eyes and lose myself in her sweetness. Her heat spreads through my body and takes me right there, so fucking fast, but I don’t want to come just yet. I continue to power into her, and her breasts jiggle against my chest as I draw her mouth to mine for a hungry kiss.
Her hands go to my shoulders, sweep across my skin, and my blood rushes faster. I love the way she touches me. Fuck, I never want to be touched by anyone but her ever again.
“Cole,” she says, her body trembling from head to toe. “I’m…I’m…”
Her hot release drips down my cock. My balls pull up into my body and I know I’m a goner. “Reese,” I murmur and cup the back of her head as I press my mouth against her neck. “That’s it. Come all over my cock. Let me feel you.”
She trembles and breaks around me and I hold her and absorb her tremors as she lets go. Before she completely finishes, I roll my hips so my pelvis brushes against her clit. She gives a little gasp and clenches even harder as I prolong her pleasure.
“Yesss,” she hisses, and I grab her hips and hold her down on me as she shudders in surrender. Her deeply satisfied eyes meet mine and my heart misses a beat. I put that look on her face. Me. My chest swells with smug satisfaction.
“I love making you come,” I say and brush her hair from her shoulders as sweat breaks out on my body. “I love seeing the look on your face as you let go for me.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, pressure builds between my legs and comes to a peak. Her muscles tighten around my cock and I settle my mouth on her.
“Fuck, Reese,” I say between hot, hungry kisses. I pull her against my body and climax high inside her. Air rips from my lungs as my cock pulses and throbs with the hot flow of release. I let loose a low growl of sexual satisfaction, and it mingles with the soft erotic sounds rising in her throat. Christ almighty, sex with her gets better every single time.
“Cole,” she murmurs as I pulse inside her hot pussy, and her trembling hands tug at me like she can’t get me close enough. I pant and try to catch my breath as our bodies mold together as one. I hold her so tight, crush her to me so hard, I’m sure she can’t breathe, but I can’t let go.
Won’t let go.
A sound catches in her throat, and I reluctantly loosen my hold so I can see her. Her eyes are shut and her mouth is pressed tight. My heart jumps into my throat as panic zings through me. I want to give her what she wants, but I pray to fucking God it doesn’t fuck over everything between us.
Chapter Five
Reese
Sunlight pours in through the open curtains, and I lay there completely naked in Cole’s bed, enjoying the early morning sea breeze through the cracked window. My God, what would the girls think if they ever found out I was having sex with my best friend. I know a few of them have hit on Cole over the years, have tried to get him exactly where I have him right now, but he always turned them down. I was never sure why, but I’m kind of glad that he did.
I shift to my side and look at the sleeping man beside me. My breath catches as lust punches into my stomach. Honest to God, he’s so handsome, yet so boyish-looking in his sleep that it’s all I can do not to touch him, to snuggle in close and hope for a repeat of last night. It’s not the first time we’ve slept in the same bed. Heck, when we were younger, he used to sneak in through my bedroom window whenever it stormed just to hold me. But last night is definitely the first time we had sex in one.
Not wanting to wake him, I shift on the mattress carefully, and muscles I haven’t used in a long time ache. But it’s a good ache, a great reminder of all the naughty things I’ve been doing with Cole. I can’t believe how thorough he is in bed, what an amazing lover he is. It’s like he is so attuned with my body he knows just how I like to be touched, what I need to push me over the edge. I could so get used to being with Cole like this.
As I think about that, my bliss disappears. No way does Cole want to move past a sexual relationship. He told me, when we return home, things go back to normal. He has total commitment issues. Heck, he doesn’t have sex with the same person more than once. Then again, we’ve had sex a few times already. But he’s just allowing me to play out a fantasy, fulfill the requirements of my dossier. Epic sex. That’s all this is. My best friend, who’s always been there for me, is just once again stepping in to help me out.
I tiptoe to the bathroom and turn on the shower. Even though I don’t want to wash his warm scent from my body, after our passionate night of sex, I need to get cleaned up and ready for today’s adventure. Spending a lazy day in bed with him sounds much better than a five-hour drive to go on a wildlife tour, however. But my sponsor paid a lot for this vacation, and it wouldn’t be fair to let it go to waste.
I open the sliding glass door and climb into the large tiled area. The hot spray feels glorious against my chafed skin, compliments of the scruff on Cole’s chin. I tilt my head back and close my eyes. I stand like that for a long time and try not to think about what it will be like for Cole and me when we leave here. I hear a noise and my lids flutter open to find the shower door cracked and a naked Cole watching me. I gasp as our gazes collide.
“How long have you been standing there,” I ask, my breath a little harder to capture as I take in his ripped body.
“I’m certain of it.” I pull my fingers from her sex and remove my clothes quickly, then snatch a condom from my nightstand and reposition myself between her legs.
She whimpers. “I want you to do whatever is necessary to cool me down, Cole.”
I roll the condom on and watch her breasts move as she writhes. Damn, I want my mouth on them. I look at her hands, her knuckles white as she holds the headboard slats.
“Let go.” She does as I ask and I tug on her hand until she’s seated. I slide in behind her, and press my back to the headboard. “Come here.” She turns and straddles me, and I draw one hard bud into my mouth as I guide her onto my stiff cock. As her muscles close around me, I bite down on her nipple, and she convulses.
I grip her rib cage, sweep my thumbs over her breasts, and her hands go to my hair. She runs her fingers through it as I lift her, up and down, up and down, until my heart is hammering so hard I think it might break a fucking rib.
I slam into her, and when she moans, I close my eyes and lose myself in her sweetness. Her heat spreads through my body and takes me right there, so fucking fast, but I don’t want to come just yet. I continue to power into her, and her breasts jiggle against my chest as I draw her mouth to mine for a hungry kiss.
Her hands go to my shoulders, sweep across my skin, and my blood rushes faster. I love the way she touches me. Fuck, I never want to be touched by anyone but her ever again.
“Cole,” she says, her body trembling from head to toe. “I’m…I’m…”
Her hot release drips down my cock. My balls pull up into my body and I know I’m a goner. “Reese,” I murmur and cup the back of her head as I press my mouth against her neck. “That’s it. Come all over my cock. Let me feel you.”
She trembles and breaks around me and I hold her and absorb her tremors as she lets go. Before she completely finishes, I roll my hips so my pelvis brushes against her clit. She gives a little gasp and clenches even harder as I prolong her pleasure.
“Yesss,” she hisses, and I grab her hips and hold her down on me as she shudders in surrender. Her deeply satisfied eyes meet mine and my heart misses a beat. I put that look on her face. Me. My chest swells with smug satisfaction.
“I love making you come,” I say and brush her hair from her shoulders as sweat breaks out on my body. “I love seeing the look on your face as you let go for me.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, pressure builds between my legs and comes to a peak. Her muscles tighten around my cock and I settle my mouth on her.
“Fuck, Reese,” I say between hot, hungry kisses. I pull her against my body and climax high inside her. Air rips from my lungs as my cock pulses and throbs with the hot flow of release. I let loose a low growl of sexual satisfaction, and it mingles with the soft erotic sounds rising in her throat. Christ almighty, sex with her gets better every single time.
“Cole,” she murmurs as I pulse inside her hot pussy, and her trembling hands tug at me like she can’t get me close enough. I pant and try to catch my breath as our bodies mold together as one. I hold her so tight, crush her to me so hard, I’m sure she can’t breathe, but I can’t let go.
Won’t let go.
A sound catches in her throat, and I reluctantly loosen my hold so I can see her. Her eyes are shut and her mouth is pressed tight. My heart jumps into my throat as panic zings through me. I want to give her what she wants, but I pray to fucking God it doesn’t fuck over everything between us.
Chapter Five
Reese
Sunlight pours in through the open curtains, and I lay there completely naked in Cole’s bed, enjoying the early morning sea breeze through the cracked window. My God, what would the girls think if they ever found out I was having sex with my best friend. I know a few of them have hit on Cole over the years, have tried to get him exactly where I have him right now, but he always turned them down. I was never sure why, but I’m kind of glad that he did.
I shift to my side and look at the sleeping man beside me. My breath catches as lust punches into my stomach. Honest to God, he’s so handsome, yet so boyish-looking in his sleep that it’s all I can do not to touch him, to snuggle in close and hope for a repeat of last night. It’s not the first time we’ve slept in the same bed. Heck, when we were younger, he used to sneak in through my bedroom window whenever it stormed just to hold me. But last night is definitely the first time we had sex in one.
Not wanting to wake him, I shift on the mattress carefully, and muscles I haven’t used in a long time ache. But it’s a good ache, a great reminder of all the naughty things I’ve been doing with Cole. I can’t believe how thorough he is in bed, what an amazing lover he is. It’s like he is so attuned with my body he knows just how I like to be touched, what I need to push me over the edge. I could so get used to being with Cole like this.
As I think about that, my bliss disappears. No way does Cole want to move past a sexual relationship. He told me, when we return home, things go back to normal. He has total commitment issues. Heck, he doesn’t have sex with the same person more than once. Then again, we’ve had sex a few times already. But he’s just allowing me to play out a fantasy, fulfill the requirements of my dossier. Epic sex. That’s all this is. My best friend, who’s always been there for me, is just once again stepping in to help me out.
I tiptoe to the bathroom and turn on the shower. Even though I don’t want to wash his warm scent from my body, after our passionate night of sex, I need to get cleaned up and ready for today’s adventure. Spending a lazy day in bed with him sounds much better than a five-hour drive to go on a wildlife tour, however. But my sponsor paid a lot for this vacation, and it wouldn’t be fair to let it go to waste.
I open the sliding glass door and climb into the large tiled area. The hot spray feels glorious against my chafed skin, compliments of the scruff on Cole’s chin. I tilt my head back and close my eyes. I stand like that for a long time and try not to think about what it will be like for Cole and me when we leave here. I hear a noise and my lids flutter open to find the shower door cracked and a naked Cole watching me. I gasp as our gazes collide.
“How long have you been standing there,” I ask, my breath a little harder to capture as I take in his ripped body.
