Bad Girl Therapy

by Cathryn Fox

  Cole dragged his lips from hers and buried his face in the soft swell of her neck, savoring the satiny taste of her skin. As his desire mounted, he drew a breath to center himself, to summon his control before he lost it completely, because the truth was he could hardly believe that good girl Haley Jones was here with him, or that she was seducing him right out of his pants. But what he really, really couldn’t believe was that beneath that perfect image, Haley Jones was a sex kitten on the prowl. And by God, if she was looking for sexual fulfillment, she sure as hell had come to the right tomcat.

  She inched away and dropped to her knees. “Fuck…” he bit out.

  Cole worked to balance himself as she tugged his pants off. When they reached his ankles, he swiftly kicked them away. He reached out to brush her hair from her face, needing in the most inexplicable way to see the naked want in her eyes. She went back on her heels to look at his blood-filled cock, which pulsed with unfettered need for her.

  “So big and beautiful,” she whispered, then swiped her tongue over her bottom lip, preparing her mouth. “In fact, I don’t think I’ve never seen one quite so magnificent before.” When her eyes darkened with desire, he damn near lost it.

  “Haley,” he managed to get out. “What are you doing to me?”

  He tried to pull her to him, but she shook her head. “Cole,” she admonished, desire thickening her voice. “Remember, I’m in charge, and if you want this therapy to work then you have to be compliant and do everything I say.”

  His throat dried and the fact that she wanted to do this to him—for him—rattled his insides. “Haley…”

  “Now be good and let me begin your treatment.”

  When he moaned, she turned her focus back to his erection, wrapped that pretty mouth of hers around his swollen crown and drew him in. But when she did, when he felt that first, sweet touch of her wet mouth on his flesh, it did more than raise his physical hunger for her.

  Oh Jesus, everything in the way she licked him, the way her mouth pressed hungrily against his flesh, had him shaking with the need for so much more.

  Her low purr of delight reached his ears and resonated through his body, letting him know just how much she enjoyed pleasuring him. But Goddammit, he was desperate to pleasure her in return, desperate to shower her with attention and satisfy every ache she’d ever had. Except if she kept this up, he was going to lose control like some sex-starved teen and embarrass himself. Christ, when it came to her he just couldn’t seem to marshal his lust.

  She drew him deeper but couldn’t possibly take all of him in, and when he felt her warm palm cup his balls, he fisted her hair to hang on. Pleasure like he’d never felt before swamped him, and as impatience thrummed through his veins, he knew she was pushing him too far, driving him to the edge at supersonic speed.

  “Haley,” he choked out on a gasp as she opened her mouth wider to accommodate his girth. When she drew him in as deep as she possibly could, pressure brewed in his groin and his world tilted on its axis. Needing a reprieve from her hot mouth, he dragged her off him. “Come here.” He pulled her to her feet and didn’t miss the disappointment in her eyes when they met his.

  “I’m not finished,” she murmured.

  “Yes, you are.” She opened her mouth as if she wanted to protest, but promptly closed it again when he positioned his lips near her ear and whispered, “But don’t worry, sweetheart, because I’m just beginning.” With that he gripped her shirt and peeled it over her head.

  She gasped as he reached around and, in one swift move, released her bra, leaving her standing there in nothing but her shorts, her gorgeous breasts beckoning his mouth. Hot desire moved into his stomach as he dipped his head and swiped the soft blade of his tongue over one pert nipple.

  “Cole,” she rushed out, her hard buds distending before his eyes.

  “Looks like you also have a little swelling that needs attention.”

  He pushed a knee between her legs to widen them, and her chest rose and fell erratically in response to his bold seduction. Christ, he ached to please her, to give her body the attention she deserved. But that thought did beg the question—was that why she’d come to him? Because unlike the inattentive assholes she usually dated, she knew he was a guy who could get the job done?

  He pulled one nipple into his mouth, and her nails raked over his flesh as he sinuously circled her bud with his tongue. Heat arced between them as he sucked deep, and his cock scraped over the soft cotton of her shorts, struggling to find a way inside her.

  Cole eased back and took in the pink flush of her cheeks. “Now, I think I need to see what else is swollen.” He ran his finger over her stomach until he reached the button on her shorts. He released it, drew down the zipper, then pushed his hand inside to lightly brush his index finger over her engorged clit.

  Moaning, she pushed against his finger, and he said, “I believe you just might be in need of therapy yourself.”

  “What…” she began, her eyes begging, pleading for him to take her, and he had to admit he loved seeing her this aroused. “What kind of treatment did you have in mind?”

  Cole bent forward and peeled her shorts off. When he caught sight of her gorgeous pink pussy, damp and ready for his mouth, he said, “Well, it’s a little unorthodox, but I think it might work.”

  She swallowed hard, and he could see her composure slip as he widened her soft lips to expose her clit. A rush of heat hit him hard, and seeing just how wet she was for him had his muscles bunching and his cock tightening. Her body shook in anticipation as he dragged a finger over her drenched sex.

  She quaked, and when she let loose a loud growl, a flock of birds took to the sky, reminding him they were outdoors on the dock. Her eyes widened with intrigue when he grabbed a beach towel off the railing and guided her to the edge.

  “Lie down and spread your legs wide for me,” he said.

  Her voice trembled when she said, “This is very unorthodox, Cole.”

  He grinned. “Yeah, I know.” He gestured to the cotton towel. “Now it’s your turn to do what I say.”

  Passion danced in her eyes as she lowered herself, and Cole took that moment to look at the gorgeous woman who was offering herself up to him. He moved to the side of the dock and dipped his hand into the cool water. Then he held his hand over her hot sex and dripped the cold droplets over her scorching clit. Her cunt practically sizzled.

  Her eyes widened and her hips came off the ground. “Oh my,” she said, and everything in her expression told him it was a new sensation for her. Since he loved the excited look on her face, he bathed her pussy in seawater a second time, until her clit throbbed for more.

  “Cole, please,” she cried out, reaching for him.

  As her flesh suffused with color, he gripped her legs to spread them wider, then leaned forward to give her what she needed. Taking full possession of her cunt, he pushed a finger inside and could already feel small quakes pulling at her.

  “Jesus,” he moaned as her tight muscles clenched around him. His cock ached, and he was pretty certain he was going to go off like a supernova just from pleasuring her.

  He stroked deeper, and greedily pulled her taut clit into his mouth. As Cole feasted on her, she whimpered and writhed against his mouth. Good Lord, she was the sweetest thing he’d ever had the pleasure of tasting.

  He circled her G-spot and could feel her desire mounting, and everything in the way she responded to his touch, the way she looked at him with such need and desire, made his insides quiver. Intent on bringing her pleasure, he kept one finger inside her while he slid his other hand down lower, until his fingers reached her back opening. Her eyes widened in surprise, but when he circled her puckered passage and ever so gently breached her with his pinkie finger, that surprise turned into a heated moan.

  He could feel her temperature spike, her pulse speed up. “That’s it, Haley. Just let me take care of that swelling for you,” he murmured before brushing his tongue over her clit. Her body shook, and it th
rilled him to know she was so close, that he could do this for her. Christ, those men who paid more attention to their electronic gadgets than to a sensuous woman like her should be forced to face a firing squad.

  Her voice was breathy, deeply aroused when she said, “So good, Cole. So good.” Their eyes met for a split second, but in that second he spotted some deeper emotion lingering beneath the lust. And it was that emotion that seeped under his skin, curled around his heart and created a new intimacy between them.

  He could feel her grow slicker with each stroke. “Are you going to come for me now, baby?”

  “I don’t want to come. Not yet,” she protested, and he completely understood. She didn’t want this moment to end any more than he did.

  He slipped another finger inside, knowing he was pushing her over the precipice despite her protest. But he was so goddamn desperate to taste her, to see the look on her face and hear her screams when she tumbled over, that he couldn’t help but bring her to the edge. Besides, he planned to do this again and again for her. After all, they had all weekend. She thrust her pelvis forward, and when her hands went to her breasts to knead them, she became pliant in his arms.

  “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.”

  With that promise she gave herself over to the sensations, and her cunt muscles clenched around his two fingers. After taking in the raw ecstasy on her face, he leaned in for a taste, staying deep between her legs until he lapped up every delicious drop.

  His heart raced as he stroked her pussy, and he couldn’t believe how amazing she was with him. How absolutely and utterly wild and uninhibited. Damned if he didn’t love that about her.

  He continued to massage her pussy, and her breasts heaved as her body came down from climax. Still lost in the haze of lust, she hadn’t heard the approaching speedboat. Cole had been so caught up in basking in that content look on her face that that it had been a small miracle he’d heard it himself.

  Needing to make a split-second decision before they were caught in the act, he covered her body with his and rolled, pulling her into the water with him. She came up sputtering, shock spreading across her face.

  “What are you doing?” she demanded, her long, golden locks hanging in her eyes as she glared at him.

  “Stay down,” he warned in a soft voice as he helped her push her wet hair from her face.

  She looked past his shoulders and sank into the water. “Oh my God.” Gulping, she pulled a face and her eyes went back to his. “I didn’t realize.”

  “I know. Just stay down. I’ll take care of it.”

  The cool water helped tame his erection as he turned to see his two younger brothers ease their boat up to the dock.

  “What are you two up to?” Cole asked, working to keep the lust from his voice.

  Jamie, his youngest brother, who was eighteen years old and starting college in the fall said, “Hey, bro, just wondering if we’re still on for next week.”

  “You don’t have a phone?”

  With a nod, Jamie gestured behind him. “We were at the cottage with Mom and Dad. Just thought we’d stop by. So are we still on or what?”

  “Yeah, we’re on,” Cole said.

  Jamie’s eyes held a knowing gleam as they trailed to Haley, who was underwater up to her chin. “Good. Mom’s making a cake.”

  “Catch you at a bad time, bro?” Scott, his middle brother and the biggest smart ass of them all, asked.

  Cole pushed his hair back. “Yeah, kinda.”

  Jamie stood and gripped the band on his swim trunks. “Maybe we’ll join you.”

  Scott slapped Jamie’s back. “Good idea.”

  “Get the fuck out of here, you two,” Cole ordered. “Or else.”

  His brothers laughed then sat back down. “Later, Cole.”

  But before they left, Scott said, “Maybe you’ll want to bring your girlfriend along. But you both might want to find your clothes first or Mama will have your asses.”

  Their laughter could be heard over the roar of the engine as they pushed away from dock and made their way across the water to their other cottage a mile down the shoreline.

  Once they were gone, Haley asked, “Do your mom and dad have a cottage on the ocean?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Did you build that with your dad too?”

  “No.”

  When he didn’t elaborate, she asked, “What’s going on next weekend?”

  Cole shook his head, yet couldn’t help but laugh at their antics. Those two were a pain in his ass, but he’d do anything for them. “Jamie is going off to college in a few weeks. It’s a send-off party.”

  “Oh, how nice.”

  “Yeah, and he better not piss away his first year like Scott did or I’ll beat the crap out of him too.”

  Haley pursed her lips in thought. “First year can be tough.”

  “Not as tough as I can be. They both need to get an education so they can make something of themselves.”

  When she smiled at him, he said, “What?”

  “You’re a good big brother.”

  She inched out of the water, and the sight of her gorgeous breasts drew his attention. “And I’m wondering why I’m talking about my brothers when I have a beautiful naked woman before me.”

  “Right,” she said, standing up to expose herself. Her eyes darkened with want. “Now, where were we?”

  He took a step toward her but the distant sound of Sean’s voice stopped him. “Jesus, are those two at it again?”

  Haley frowned. “I think that was a dinner call.”

  Just then he got a faint whiff of charcoal, and his stomach growled in response. He gave a heavy sigh, wanting to pick up where they left off because he was far from done with her. “I guess we’d better go before they come looking for us.”

  Haley’s frown deepened, and as she pressed against his hard cock, his gaze moved over her face. “What?” he asked, trying to read her.

  “We never…finished.”

  His heart hitched, and he loved that she cared about his pleasure, loved that she wanted to see to his needs. He clenched his jaw, hating that they’d been interrupted. But so help him, the next time he took her—and boy, oh boy was he ever going to take her—there were going to be no interruptions.

  “Know this, Haley.” He wagged a finger back and forth between the two of them, knowing he wanted to give her every possible pleasure he could. “What we started here, I definitely plan to finish.”

  When heat moved over her face and her body quaked with want, he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that this business between them, whatever it really was, was far from finished. Not by a long shot.

  Chapter Four

  The intensity in Cole’s gaze seeped under Haley’s skin and rattled her right to her core. A shiver racked her body, and when Cole’s work-roughened hands grabbed her by the waist and lifted her clear from the water, she tried to appear unaffected. A difficult task considering the man had just pleasured her in the most delicious ways.

  The fact that he’d paid such careful attention to her needs, and the way he’d postponed his own release to see to hers, brought on a surge of emotions, ones she’d never dealt with before and wasn’t quite sure how to handle.

  Cole set her on the dock and climbed up beside her. In an attempt to regain composure, and to think of something other than how sweet, considerate and selfless he was, the antitheses to the men she normally dated, she gathered up her clothes.

  In a gesture that felt far more intimate than what they’d just done, he came up behind her, pulled her hair off her shoulder and dropped the softest kiss onto her neck.

  In a tender voice filled with concern, he asked, “You okay?”

  She leaned forward and pulled on her panties. “Yeah, why?”

  “You seem…distracted.”

  Okay, so not only was he sweet, considerate and selfless, he was also aware.

  She turned to face him, and when she did, her heart leapt. He was serio
usly the handsomest man she’d ever met, and the way he looked at her, like he could see straight into her soul, had her pulse racing and her body once again beckoning his touch. Never in her life had a man looked at her quite like that.

  She gave a shrug. “I just hate to leave you…you know, unfulfilled, especially after, well, after you—”

  Cole’s soft laugh cut her off. Shaking his head, he pressed his lips to her forehead. “Sweetheart, I think you’re underestimating how much pleasure it gave me just to pleasure you.” Then he chuckled and gave her a sexy wink before adding, “But don’t worry. We have the whole weekend ahead of us, and I really hope you do finish what you started.”

  He ran a gentle finger down her arm, and everything in the way he was touching her created a deeper intimacy between them. As she looked up at him, emotions tangled her up inside, and she realized just how much she wanted to pleasure him—more than she’d ever wanted to pleasure any other man she’d been with. That thought triggered alarm bells in the back of her brain, and she quickly reminded herself she was there for sex and nothing else. Besides, from what she knew, Cole wasn’t a guy to get serious anyway.

  After they dressed, he slipped an arm around her waist, and a comfortable silence fell over them as they made their way back to the cabin. Once there, they found Sean and Madison lounging in lawn chairs—probably spent from their lovemaking antics—while Carter worked the barbeque and Allison set the picnic table.

  All eyes turned to them as they approached, and Haley blushed, wondering if she had some telltale sign about her that announced she’d just had the best oral sex of her life.

  “Haley, will you help me gather the drinks?” Madison asked as she climbed from her chair. She dropped a kiss onto Sean’s mouth before she made her way inside.

  “Sure.” Haley stepped away from Cole, but the minute she put space between them she felt a weird sense of loss, her body instantly missing his heat, his touch. Okay, this wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all.