Collision Force (15 page)

Cole knocked again, but didn’t wait. “I’m coming in,” he called.

He opened the door. The room was dim, lit by the lamp on her nightstand. Another glow peaked out from the open bathroom door of her master suite. Andi was there, staring at him, her eyes wide and face crimson, freckles noticeable, wearing nothing but a towel. Her chestnut hair was wet and loose, appearing black.

“Cole…what…?” she sputtered.

“I called your name and knocked. I thought…” She was fine, no tragedy had struck. Anything he could say would sound lame or worse…like a lie.

He looked her up and down, his heart thundering. He was in so much trouble now. Bursting into her room was a good idea, right? His cock certainly thought so. It sprang to attention, already aching for freedom.

“You…thought…what?”

Cole took a step closer, and she clutched the towel to her breasts with white knuckles. He swallowed hard. He needed her in his arms, needed her to lose the towel so he could toss her on the bed and get inside her.

“I just…” Cole whispered. What could he say? His hands itched to whip the terry cloth from her body.

“Cole…” Andi’s voice shook, but his name was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard.

He stopped in front of her. She would scoot back now, demand he leave her room. Cole sucked in a breath and waited for her rejection. His stomach twisted.

But instead of taking a step away from him, Andi leant forward. His heart leapt, and he yanked her into his arms, the strawberry scent of her shampoo tickling his nose.

Cole crushed his mouth into hers, driving his tongue
deep inside. The towel hit the carpet as Andi snaked her arms around his neck and shimmied closer. His cock throbbed, pressing into her belly through his sweats as he splayed his hands on the shower-damp skin of her naked back, smooth as satin.

Skimming his fingers lower, he cupped her firm bottom, lifting her against him and rocking. The pressure was torture. Pleasure and depravation.
Not enough
. He needed to lose his clothes.

Andi moaned into his mouth, rubbing her tongue against his, and Cole answered by holding her tighter.

She buried her fingertips in the hair at the back of his neck and Cole groaned. He had to have her
. Now
.

But she had to want this too. She had to be sure.

“Tell me to stop,” Cole breathed, breaking the kiss and meeting her eyes.

He still cupped her bare bottom, her pelvis tight to his. On her tiptoes, she wiggled against him and a moan fell from his lips. She was already killing him.

“Andi…don’t do that unless you’re aware of the consequences.” He kissed her again, his mouth demanding and hard. “If you’re going to stop me, do it now,” he begged, spreading hot kisses along her jaw line.

“No,” Andi whispered.

Cole pulled back, staring into those blue eyes. His heart stuttered. “No?”

“No, I’m not going to stop you, Cole,” she whispered. She tugged on his black tee.

He froze. “You sure?”

After wanting her so badly for so long, why the
hell
was he giving her an out?

“Yes.” She yanked his shirt up over his stomach, her fingers brushing his abs. Cole quivered. Her touch was addictive.

“I don’t want to be a regret.” He gripped her face lightly.

She smiled and leaned up, kissing him in answer.

Cole shed his shirt and pulled her back into his arms. When her breasts touched his bare chest, he almost came undone. His body shook. Andi beneath him the other night had nothing on now. There was no stopping tonight.

He melded her body to his and crushed her mouth. She kissed him back just as urgently and soon they were both trembling with need.

“I want you so badly,” he breathed.

Andi nibbled his bottom lip, sending a shiver down his spine.

“I want you too,” she admitted. “Take your pants off.”

Cole didn’t have to hear the order twice. He pulled away from her and ripped his sweats and boxer briefs down. He kicked out of them as they hit the carpet, his erection jutting as it sprang free.

She gasped. Her eyes were glued to his body, and Cole was hit with an unfamiliar wave of self-consciousness. He wanted her to be pleased by what she saw.

Her nudity jarred him as well, his gaze trailing her body. Andi’s blush spread all the way to her toes.

She was perfection. Large breasts he ached to cup and taste. Rounded hips, the ideal edge of softness to a flat stomach, heaven in the dark, trimmed curls that guarded her core. Long legs that were made to wrap around his waist.

She enfolded her arms around her slender body, but Cole shook his head. “You’re gorgeous, don’t hide from me,” he whispered.

Her blush deepened and she averted her gaze, but her breasts lifted as she took a breath, then Andi took a step towards him. She reached for him, dragging her fingertips across his hard pecs. His nipples tightened and he bit back a gasp.

“No hair, huh?” she whispered as her caress became firmer, and she traced his defined lines with her fingertips.

Concentrating on her words was a chore. “Never had much, no.” Cole let his eyes slip closed.

Every sweep of her hands set him on fire. When her touch dipped lower, he groaned. Her teasing fingers continued downward, skimming his cock. She caressed his tip, then his entire length, exploring him until he ached.

 Cole bit his lip to keep from crying out. Andi gripped him, stroking from tip to base several times. He swayed on his feet and gently encircled her wrist.

“If you do that much more, this will be over before it starts,” he admitted. He panted, his erection throbbing.

Andi smiled. “You like it?”

“To put it mildly.”

Cole yanked her to him again and took her mouth. He swept her up into his arms then deposited her on the centre of her bed. Cradling her body, he followed her down.

“God, you’re perfect,” he breathed, closing his eyes as the sensation of her naked body touching his washed over him. She was warm, lush and supple, but more than that, she was
right
against him.

Andi caressed his stubbled cheek, then settled her hand at the back of his neck. He obliged, slanting his mouth against hers again as he caressed her breasts.

Her nipples peaked against his palms, and he teased them with both thumbs as he cupped and kneaded her. Moaning, she arched into him and rubbed her tongue against his. Burying her fingertips in his short hair, she held him closer as Cole deepened the kiss, devouring her mouth.

He slipped a hand between them, parting the dark curls between her legs. Writhing under him, Andi begged for more.

Cole spread kisses down her jaw line and neck. She cried out when he closed his mouth around her nipple and teased the other with his thumb.

The taste of her clean, hot skin burst in his mouth. He ran his tongue around her nipple before lavishing the other with the same treatment. Andi yelped as his warm wet kisses continued down her belly and he planted a kiss on her inner thigh, urging her legs apart.

“Relax,” Cole whispered, teasing her with his thumb and dropping a kiss above her most sensitive place. “Let me in, babe.” She wiggled against his grip.

Their eyes locked and she panted, but she opened for him and he settled between her legs. Her swollen, ready flesh glistened and his cock pulsated. Tasting her was going to take him past his limits, but it was something he had to do.

Andi cried his name, burying her hands in his hair with the first brush of his tongue against her sex, and Cole moaned. She was perfect in every way. He gave her no mercy, sucking her into his mouth and pushing his tongue inside her, plunging in and out.

Her hips came up off the bed until he held her down with both hands. She thrashed and moaned, moving her head back and forth on her pillow.

Cole slipped a finger inside and she screamed, her thighs shaking. Her inner muscles clenched him and he froze. She was close, but he didn’t want her to come that way. He needed to be inside her when she shattered, clutching his cock tight.

He shot up her body, fusing his mouth to hers. She gripped his shoulders, arching into him and kissing him back frantically. Andi quivered in his arms, but he held her tight to him.

Cole was trying to kill her. Andi didn’t have time to contemplate his bringing her to the edge with his mouth then impeding her orgasm. Before frustration could settle over her, he was on her, holding her close, kissing her into oblivion. His taste this time was a mixture of her essence as well, and desire made her a rippling puddle.

The hot length of his erection burned her hip and she throbbed from head to toe. Never had she been this aroused. She
wanted
him, needed friction and pressure from him.

She thrust her pelvis into him and Cole groaned against her mouth, rocking against her.

“Cole… I need you inside me,” Andi whimpered, pulling away from their kiss. “Please… I…need…you…”

He nodded, pressing a quick, hard kiss to her lips, then turning away. She trembled at the loss of his warmth against her.

Relief poured over her as she heard the tell-tale crinkle of the condom wrapper. Her eyes devoured his gorgeous, muscled body as he rolled it on. God, she’d never had this much fire for someone in her life. Her blood was boiling. She wanted to touch and taste him all over.

“Looking at me like that…you’re killin’ me,” he breathed. He sat on the edge of the bed and Andi reached for him. She had to touch him.

He whispered her name and she dragged her hand down his chest. She tugged on his hand. “Come to me, Cole. Please.”

Andi wiggled under him as soon as Cole covered her body again, his erection brushing her core. Heat bloomed, making her ache. She lifted up and Cole gripped her with both hands. He leant down and kissed her gently. Her stomach somersaulted at the tenderness in his steel eyes.

They both cried out as he slid into her. Andi tilted her hips, taking him deeper, and his name fell from her lips.

She writhed, begging him to move, but he stilled above her, looking down, his gaze intense, unreadable. Her heart thundered. The rightness of the moment overwhelmed her.

Move
. She needed him to move. The pleasure would chase those dangerous thoughts from her head.

Cole pulled out then plunged forward, eliciting another cry from Andi. She gripped his biceps and urged him on, meeting him thrust for thrust. She wrapped her legs around his waist, demanding even more. He gave her what she wanted, fast and frenzied. She panted against him as they moved together.

Sweat covered them both, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. He took her higher and higher, pressure building steadily until it consumed her. Her head spun and she screamed. Release hit hard. She arched into him, her whole body contracting. Throwing her head back, she called his name, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clutched him to brace herself. Her thighs shook and she wrapped herself more tightly around him as she fought to breathe.

He was right there with her, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting hard. Cole stilled, buried deep, and moaned her name as he pulsed inside her. He kissed her throat and Andi shivered with an aftershock of passion that he soon echoed, squeezing her in his arms.

Cole collapsed on top of her, but she liked his weight. They both panted, chest heaving against breasts.

Coherent thought was impossible. Emotion and pleasure warred, hitting her in a wave.

He tugged against her tight grip and she reluctantly loosened her arms and legs. Moving away gently, Cole slipped out of her body and Andi involuntarily shook.

Before she could speak, he leant down and kissed her. It was a deep, languorous kiss that melted her already sated form. She snuggled into his warmth. The kiss went on for what felt like forever, and Andi moaned.

“Wow,” she whispered, taking a breath as he broke the seal of their lips.

Cole met her eyes. “Understatement.”

“No one has ever made me feel like that,” Andi confessed. Her stomach roiled. Why the
hell
had she said that? She’d never intended to say it aloud.

He rewarded her with a brilliant smile, dimples and all. Her heart sped into overdrive.

“Me either,” he whispered.

She leaned into him, staring and holding her breath. “You’re not just saying that?” Andi didn’t want the answer, so it didn’t matter. Or so she tried to convince herself. As she fought to maintain his gaze, everything in her demanded she look away.

Cole cupped her face, teasing her cheek with his thumb. “I wouldn’t lie to you.”

Throwing her arms around his neck, she crushed her mouth into his. He groaned, kissing her back without hesitation. Their tongues danced and Andi nestled into his chest as he pulled her closer, sighing against his mouth.

She uttered a protest when he pulled away.

Cole chuckled. “Relax, babe, just going to clean up. I’ll be right back.” He kissed her forehead then slid into the bathroom.

Andi admired the way his muscles moved as he headed back to her bed.

“You’re looking at me like that again, Andi,” Cole growled. “You’re asking for trouble.” He pressed a warm, wet washcloth between her legs, staving off her retort.

She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from yelping and her face burned. Cole was so gentle with her. After what they’d just shared, her embarrassment was ridiculous. Chiding herself, Andi shook her head as he tossed the cloth into her laundry basket in the corner.

He smiled, flashing his dimples, and slipped back into her bed. Pulling her into his arms, he kissed her. “Can I sleep with you?” Cole whispered against her lips.

Andi pulled back and met his eyes. Words deserted her and her chest tightened.

“I mean sleep here, with you,” he whispered, caressing her cheek.

“Oh…”

“I wasn’t sure how you felt about Ethan seeing me in your bed.”

“Oh.” Andi’s heart dropped to her stomach. Her son had never seen a man in her bed, because there had never
been
one.

Guilt rushed her and she had to blink back sudden tears. Cole studied her, saying nothing. Should she kick him out?
No.
She
wanted
to sleep in his arms. It had been so long since she’d felt the comfort of being held by a man who’d just made love to her.