And he didn’t complain.
He kissed me back and pulled me against him so I felt him hardening in his loose trousers. Emboldened, I let my hands roam and squeezed his length, shuddering as his answering groan rattled through me. My place was still a mile away. Would we make it that far?
We’d have to if I wanted to fuck him, and the thought alone was enough for me to kiss him so hard he stumbled back.
I caught him, endeared by the fact he was finally off balance, even though it was my fault, not his. His grace scared me. It didn’t match the turmoil I sometimes saw in his eyes, and I liked seeing him like this. It felt right.
We made it to the outbuilding I paid George a pittance in rent for. It wasn’t much, but I was vibrating so hard with anticipation that I forgot to be embarrassed that my worldly possessions added up to a bed, a chest of drawers, and a Bluetooth speaker that doubled as a lamp.
Cole didn’t seem to care either.
He hustled me inside and shut the door.
Locked it. “Is George a light sleeper?”
“Yeah, but the house is on the other side of the paddock. He won’t hear a thing.”
“You got music?”
I pointed to the speaker. “If you can connect your phone. I only use it for the radio.”
Cole’s smirk gentled into a fond smile. “I forget how fucking perfect you are.”
“Perfect for what?”
“For me.” He turned away to fiddle with the speaker. He found the light settings and a soft glow warmed the room. Then he found the Bluetooth connection and the music we always messed around to filtered out of the speaker.
The deep beats swirled around us. It was easy to forget it was the first time he’d been in my bedroom. In fact, it was the first time anyone who wasn’t Joe kicking me awake had been in my bedroom since I’d moved in, but I wasn’t thinking about anyone else. My brain only had room for Cole.
And the fact that I only had one of the two vital pieces of equipment we’d need if this was going to actually happen.
I opened my top drawer and retrieved the lube I used for my lonely nights in. “I don’t have any condoms, though. Do you have one in your wallet?”
“Nope. But we don’t need them. I got tested after I got Ella’s mum pregnant, and I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“Seriously? No one?”
Cole shrugged. “My only hook up in London after that bailed when he found out I had a kid.”
“Why? She wouldn’t have even been there.”
“Not everyone’s as nice as you, mate.”
“I’m not that nice.”
“Oh yeah? Prove it.”
I swallowed thickly. If Cole hadn’t been with anyone since his last test and I hadn’t ever had unprotected sex at all, the absent condoms didn’t matter, and I was so okay, it was hard to breathe. Because I’d barely had time to come to terms with fucking him at all, let alone bare, so I’d feel every facet of him against my dick.
How is this my life right now?
I had no idea, but I was going to ride every moment until the real world caught up with me.
The nerves in my gut faded enough for me to close the distance between us. I pushed Cole down on my bed and kissed the hell out of him until I ran out of breath. “You smell of beer.”
He laughed. “That’s your fault.”
“How? We didn’t drink any beer.”