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Without knocking, I opened the door and proceeded to brush my teeth. Jenny was in the shower stall, which was all glass and completely see-through. I glimpsed her luscious body, then tore my eyes away.
My cock strained against my boxer briefs. There was an ache inside me that far surpassed the pain of my hangover. I hurt. I hurt, and I wanted her.
It was torture.
“What are you doing, Cole?” she asked.
I just shrugged and kept brushing my teeth.
“Are you back to giving me the silent treatment?”
“No.” I spit out my toothpaste. “I don’t know.” That, at least, was the truth.
“Do you want to come in here with me?” Jenny sounded sad and hungover, but she also seemed a tiny bit hopeful.
“Only if you want me to.” I felt so fucking insecure. I was a grown man and a billionaire, but even I could admit I could be a real baby sometimes.
Jenny peered at me from behind the steamy glass. “Yeah. I want you to come in.”
I put my toothbrush down and took a deep breath. Then I stripped out of my underwear. I let Jenny take a good look at my erection, which was protruding in front of me. I was hard despite myself—despite my hangover, my heartache, my insecurity.
She was the only woman who had ever gotten me this hard. I didn’t even know how to explain it—I didn’t even know desire like this existed. It was inevitable, inexorable. She just had this effect on me, like I could not control myself around her. Mywhole body ached to reunite with hers. I wanted her, but it felt weird. I ached deep inside with a depth of longing that, quite frankly, scared the shit out of me.
But when this kind of fire started, there was only one thing to do: burn.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
cole
I joinedher inside the stall, my movements slow. I was dying to be with her, but I was also dying inside. I didn’t know if I could trust her anymore, but I wanted her so badly that everything else faded into the background.
Jenny’s hair was wet, and soap trailed down her body. Dark circles showed faintly beneath her eyes. “Hiya,” she said, her voice gravelly.
“Hiya, yourself.” The words sounded so much more casual than I felt. “How’re you feeling?”
“Like roadkill,” Jenny said. “But not quite dead. Which means I feel pretty bad.”
“Me too.” I nodded, moving closer to her. I held out my hand for the shower gel. “Can I do this for you?” I didn’t want my tone laced with heavy emotion, but I couldn’t hide it. The air between us crackled with a mixture of electricity and sadness, and I felt overwhelmed as I lathered my hands together. Tears pricked my eyes as I ran my hands down her smooth, bare skin. I hadn’t known if I would ever touch her again.
She moved closer, offering herself to me. She squirted the shower gel on my chest, lathering my muscles. Again, tears filled my eyes. I hadn’t known how much I’d missed her touch untilnow. I felt like shit—from my hangover, from my rage, from my cruelty toward her. But feeling her bare skin against mine eased the pain. I would pay for it later. For now, it was worth it.
For now, she was mine again.
I didn’t dare kiss her—not yet. Instead, I ran my hands down her arms and her back. I let my palms skim her hips and the top of her thighs, finally coming to rest on her glorious ass. I pulled her against me, and my erection strained between us. Jenny looked up at me, her eyes wide. “Cole, I need to say something.”
“What is it?” I asked, voice husky.
“Buttercream frosting really is for pussies,” she said. “I just need to be clear about that.”
“Ha!” My heart lifted a little. One of the many things I’d mourned in Jenny’s absence was her sense of humor.
“I missed you, Jenny.” But it was no laughing matter. My words hung in the space between us.
“I missed you too, Coley,” she said, her hands skimming down to my thighs, lathering. “Even though you’re on the wrong side of the frosting argument.”
Her tone was light. But did I imagine it, or were Jenny’s eyes touched with emotion, too?
I didn’t dwell on the question for long. Instead, I devoured Jenny’s swollen, tender lips with mine. Our tongues connected, and electricity zipped to my core. She moaned and threw her arms around my neck. I wanted to take her right there, but I wouldn’t do that.
