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Chapter Five
Cole
I’ve always been someone with an immense amount of control, but Zoe’s white satin slip dress she wore as pajamas last night stretched me to my limit.
I was so close to taking her the moment her wedding dress slipped down her hips last night, but the way she tensed up brought flashbacks of every time I tried to get close to her at the diner. I don’t want to rush her if she’s not ready. She deserves patience and gentleness, and if I claimed her last night I don’t think I could have controlled myself. I would have taken her over and over again.
But if I didn’t know any better, I’d think Zoe was punishing me for not taking things further. An hour after I left her alone, she emerged from the bedroom with wet hair that was dripping down the front of her white satin slip, making it transparent enough for me to see the outline of her tits. I’d never been so hard in my life.
The worst part is that Zoe isn’t even trying to be sexy. She just is.
It’s not her fault her ass hikes up every dress or skirt that she puts on, regardless of length.
It’s not her fault that her breasts stretch every neckline, and it’s certainly not her fault that I can’t stop staring at them or at her nipples that poke through the satiny fabric as she whisks eggs and flips pancakes in that same damn slip dress. The contrast of the creamy white satin against her smooth caramel skin makes my balls ache. I grip the edge of the table harder. Her curves are driving me mad.
“Are you sure you don’t want my help with breakfast?” I ask for a second time from the kitchen table. My voice sounds strained even to my own ears. Maybe helping would take my mind out of the gutter and peel my eyes off her body.
She shakes her head and looks pointedly at the pile of boxes lining the living room. I brought them over from her old apartment early this morning. I couldn’t sleep after all.
“You’ve done so much for Zander and me lately; the least I owe you is breakfast.”
“You don’t owe me anything,” I say just as the kettle whistles. I jump to my feet before Zoe can cross to the stove and turn it off. “Everything is mutual, remember? Symbiotic.”
“Still,” Zoe says, tiptoeing to grab three mugs from the cupboard. As she does so, that little nightdress that’s been haunting me rises up her thigh, showing me the quickest sliver of her hip.
Is she wearing panties? Or is she totally bare?
I lick my lips as she fills the mugs with steaming water, then watch, mesmerized as she stirs each cup. The slight motion causes her breasts to shake and her nipples to scrape across the taught fabric of her night dress.
Bras are uncomfortable to sleep in. Maybe panties are too...
If she isn’t wearing them, just the slight shift could expose that sweet little pussy I’ve been dreaming about—
“Cole?” Zoe asks, and I immediately glance away, busying myself with the sugar.
Fuck.
Had she seen me staring down her dress?
I’d already messed up by gawking at her like a damn zoo animal when she emerged from the bath last night, and here I am doing it again. If I want her to trust me, to know that I’m interested in far more than that beautiful curvy body of hers, I need to think with more than my dick.
Speaking of my dick, it’s about to tent my sweatpants if I don’t cool off.
“Yeah?” I let out a breath and run my fingers through my hair. I can’t look at her. Not now. I won’t be able to hide the effect she has on me.
“How should I act around your family when I meet them today?” Immediately, my eyes fly to her worried ones despite what I just told myself. I can hear the nervousness in her voice even as she tries to remain calm. “I mean. We know this is all fake, but they don’t. I’m not sure what I should or shouldn’t say.”
“It’s my circus. I’ll take the lead and come up with something.”
