Cole brought her wrist to his mouth and pressed an openmouthed kiss against her skin before lifting her other hand and repeating the motion. Then he wrapped the tie around both of them. Once he’d tied them firmly together, he raised her arms above her head and secured them to one of the bedposts.
The pounding of her heart was all she could hear. It even drowned out the soft music playing. Everything about this experience was taking on a surreal feeling.
“Pull,” Cole rasped.
Doing as instructed, Julianna tugged her arms down, but they did not budge. She was held captive by the restraints.
“Good,” he said, sounding pleased as his hands ran down her arms and he leaned back on his heels.
“Have you done this before?” Julianna wasn’t sure why she asked. It was just that the knots he’d tied seemed professional grade. Definitely not amateur hour.
A small grin pulled at his lips, “I learned how to tie all kinds of knots in Boy Scouts.”
Julianna noticed that he hadn’t really answered the question, and if she was being honest with herself, she knew what the answer would have been. Pushing those thoughts from her head, she decided that the past didn’t matter tonight, and neither did the future. All that mattered was the present.
Her and Cole. Right here. Right now.
* * *
Julianna continued to surprise Cole. If someone would have told him last week or even last night that he’d have her naked and tied up in his bed, he would have told them that they were smoking crack. But as it turned out, she was the epitome of a lady in the streets and a freak in the sheets. And he loved it. He loved her.
This wasn’t going to end on Saturday—not if he had anything to say about it.
As he picked up the other tie, he realized that it would have made the most sense to blindfold her before he’d bound her hands. Luckily, he was a problem solver. The idea of having Julianna at his mercy, as she’d put it, had caused him to get ahead of himself so he had to change his plans for her. Her wrists were tied tightly together and Cole had left a small amount of material for give before he’d secured the knot to the post. Gripping her hips, he lifted her and flipped her on her stomach.
Gasping in surprise, Julianna turned her head to look over her shoulder, her voice shaky as she said, “Cole?”
After running his hands up the backs of her thighs, he dipped his fingers into the sweet spot between her legs. His finger grazed over the slick, pouty lips of her sex.
“Do you trust me?”
Cole knew she liked this. Liked it when he took charge. He didn’t want to push her past her comfort zone, but he definitely wanted to push her to the edge of it. He could only do that if she trusted him completely.
As he waited for her response, he rubbed the damp seam of her opening, feeling her growing wetter with each pass of his finger.
Through choppy breaths, she finally answered, “Yes.” Then she lowered her head, her cheek resting on the comforter.
Cole knew that, if he continued his intimate massage, he could make her come just like this. Just by touching her. But he had other plans.
When he removed his hand, he grinned as she groaned in protest and bucked her hips. Once he’d picked up the second tie again, he placed it over her eyes and pulled the material taut around her head before knotting it. With the blindfold in place, he turned Julianna onto her back, her full breasts bouncing at the motion. His mouth watered as his dick painfully pressed against his zipper.
Moving off the bed, Cole unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Julianna’s head turned in his direction, her lips parted as she breathed heavily. There was a flush over her skin, and he knew it was from how wet she was from arousal. She was his ultimate fantasy come to life. Now, he just had to make all of her fantasies come to life as well.
Picking up an ice cube from a glass he’d filled on the way to the bedroom, he joined her on the bed. The ice was melting, and drops of water dripped down his finger.
“Open your mouth,” he instructed.
When she did as he’d said, he moved the ice cube to her mouth.
“Suck,” he commanded roughly.
Without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around the cube and sucked it into her mouth. He held on to it, pulling it in and out of her mouth, mimicking what he knew she wanted to do to his dick. The sight caused his balls to pull up into his body and his cock to strain heavily as blood rushed to it.
After she’d sucked all of the excess moisture from the ice, he took it out of her mouth. Then, using the hand that wasn’t holding the ice, he ran his forefinger around the outline of each of her areolas, her nipples pebbling to hard nubs as he did. Not able to resist tasting her beaded flesh, he leaned over her, nipping and licking her nipples before replacing his mouth with the ice cube.
At the first touch of the cold cube, Julianna drew in a sharp breath. But as he traced the ice around her nipple then pressed his lips to where the ice had been, sucking off the trail of cold water it had left, she began making soft sounds of pleasure. The more he repeated the process, the louder she got.
When the ice was almost gone, he trailed what was left of the frozen piece down her belly. Her skin was so hot that it immediately melted. His dick throbbed with need as he moved between her legs. Spreading her thighs, he saw that her pussy was glistening with her juices. As much as he wanted to prolong this experience, as tempted as he was to bury his face in his favorite place in the world, he was scared that, if he did, this would be over before it started.
Cole’s sex life before Julianna had never been boring. In fact, it was kind of known to be legendary. Not that he ever bragged about it. It was the opposite, actually. He never talked about the women he’d been with. But they did. And a lot of his encounters had made it back to his teammates, which had made him into somewhat of a legend.
In all of his varied and wild sexual adventures, he’d never once been in danger of coming before they had even started. With Julianna, that seemed to be the norm. His body was so in tune with hers that, when he brought her pleasure, it affected him on a base level.
After grabbing the condom he’d retrieved from the closet, he rolled it down his aching shaft. Once he’d sheathed himself, he pushed his balls down in an attempt to buy himself some more time before he exploded.
“Cole?” the uncertainty in her tone reminded him that this was new to her, that he needed to make sure she felt safe and taken care of.
“I’m right here,” he said as he lined his engorged tip up with her opening.
Her hips jerked and her head fell to the side. With his hand, he guided his iron-hard dick up and down her wet entrance. As he did, her clit grew swollen, begging for his attention. With his thumb, he rubbed it in circles as her arousal grew, coating his member.
When he saw her body trembling and her pussy clenching in spasms, he entered her with one driving thrust.
“Yes!” Julianna cried out as her back arched and her arms pulled against her restraints.
A primal need raged in him as he relentlessly drove in and out of her. His thumb continued to rub her pleasure nub. Over and over again, he plunged into her tight heat. He went mindless with a possessive fever as he claimed her body as his.
White-hot bursts of pleasure exploded through him as he felt her inner walls clamp tightly around him. A silent cry escaped her mouth as she strained for her release, pumping her hips against him. Cole moved his hands, gripping Julianna’s hips. He took control, pounding into her. Julianna began shuddering beneath him as bolts of fulfillment erupted in his body and he rode out his own jarring, pulsing climax.
As he began returning to reality from his out-of-this-world orgasm, he opened his eyes and saw Julianna panting in exhaustion, her legs limp and resting on his. Then he untied her hands before removing her blindfold. When he did, she blinked several times opening her expressive doe eyes and smiled.
“That was…”
“Good?” He grinned.
“Yeah. Good,” she
chuckled in agreement.
After leaning down and placing a kiss on her full lips, he jumped up and disposed of the condom. When he lay back down, he pulled her over to him. Like the perfect puzzle piece, she molded to the side of his body as she rested her head on his chest.
His mind was spinning at how strong his feelings for her were as he lifted his hand and raked his fingers through her silky hair. Some strands had fallen loose from her ponytail, so he brushed them off her face, loving the feeling of taking care of her. He wanted to do that for the rest of his life. And not just her—Anthony too. Cole loved that kid, and he knew better than anyone what it was like to grow up without a dad. He would be honored to step into that role in Anthony’s life.
He knew that, just like she had needed to talk to him, he also needed to talk to her. Julianna might not like what he had to say. She might not be ready to hear it either. But ready or not, like it or not, Cole was in love with her and he couldn’t keep going on like this, even for one more night, without telling her.
Gathering all the courage he had, he pressed his lips to her forehead. “Baby, we need to talk.”
When she didn’t answer, he had a split-second moment of paranoia where he thought that, somehow, she must have psychic powers, knew exactly what he wanted to talk to her about, and was ignoring him. That moment passed quickly when he heard the soft sounds of snoring. Warmth filled his chest as he placed one more kiss to her forehead and settled back into his pillows.
She needed sleep. He’d kept her up last night, and she’d worked a full day, whereas he’d taken a nap after his workout. She worked too hard, which was another thing he wanted to talk to her about. But it would have to wait.
Tomorrow. He would talk to her tomorrow.
Chapter Thirteen
Reaching for a patient file on the top shelf, Julianna couldn’t believe how sore she was in places she’d never been sore before. Her upper and lower back, her arms, and her inner thighs all protested in pain with every move she made. Who knew that being tied up could be such a workout?
When she’d woken up this morning at six fifteen, she’d attempted to scramble out of bed because she knew she’d be late to work. Instead of quickly and gracefully exiting the bed, she’d moved more like an elderly woman with arthritis on a cold winter morning.
Cole had tried to talk her into staying home, letting him give her a massage, and soaking in a hot bath. As tempting as that had sounded, Julianna knew better than to waste a sick or vacation day. Those things were like gold to single moms. There was no way she could justify using one on herself. What would happen if Anthony got sick or she needed to take time off to chaperone a field trip? One day might not be a lot when you have two people raising a child, but when it was all on one person, one day made all the difference in the world.
It was obvious that Cole had been disappointed by her decision, so she’d offered to cook dinner at her place tonight. It really was the least she could do. So far, he’d always been the one to provide their feasts. Even though it had started out as a peace offering, Julianna was actually excited to cook for Cole.
She was also excited to see how many other things they could check off her list tonight. Cole had proven that he could combine several experiences in one when he’d blindfolded and bound her before skillfully and masterfully teasing her nipples with ice. At the memory, her sex clenched and her panties grew damp.
Shaking off the thought of her sexual escapades, she turned her attention to the files she needed to pull for the afternoon appointments. Her mind had been wandering all day. If she didn’t get this done, she’d have to work through lunch and she was starving, so she needed to concentrate. Her mental trips alternated between the fact that this was her last night with Cole and all that it might entail and recaps of the past few weeks with him. Not just this last week, when things had gotten physical. The nights he’d come over for the two weeks leading up to when Anthony left for camp kept popping in there too.
From the three of them playing Scrabble to watching movies and having dinner. Cole had even helped them clean out the small garage they had. It was like he fit with them. Which terrified Julianna.
As much as she hated the fact that their time together was almost up, she was also relieved. Her intention going into this had been for things to be purely physical. But the problem was she liked Cole. More than liked him, actually. At this point, she knew she’d be walking away with a shredded heart. One she would need to mend if she had a shot at getting over him.
If this went on for even one more week, she feared that her heart would never mend. It would be completely destroyed. She was getting too used to his smile, his texts, his smell. Him. Which might have been okay—amazing, even—if he were a regular guy, not Cole Carson, starting quarterback for the Miami Thunder, whose womanizing ways were well documented. But he was.
She needed to stop wishing that things were different and just be grateful for the sexy vacation she’d had from her life this week.
“Julianna!” Sharon called from the front desk at the same time that Julianna’s phone buzzed in her pocket.
Pulling it out, she walked around the corner and saw four people—three men and one women—standing with massage tables under their arms in the doctor’s waiting room. Looking down at her phone, she saw that the buzzing was an alert to a text.
Cole: Since you wouldn’t let me massage you today, I’ve called in professionals.
“You did what?” Julianna said out loud.
“Ms. Perez, we’re here to give you and your coworkers massages,” one of the masseuses spoke up.
Just as she was wrapping her head around that, another text came through.
Cole: Eat up. You’re going to need your strength. I plan on wearing you out tonight.
“What are you talking about?” she asked, confused by where the food reference had come from.
Then a voice came from behind the massage team. “Where would you like us to set this up?”
Julianna peeked around the four masseuses and their tables to see two delivery people with a ton of food.
“Conference room. We want it in the conference room. Hannah! Yvette! Get out here! We’re getting massages and there’s food!” Sharon yelled excitedly to their coworkers before turning to Julianna. “Did you win a contest or something?”
“Yeah.” Julianna nodded. Or something.
There was no way she was going to tell the ladies she worked with about her…whatever it was…with Cole Carson. They were sweet, and Julianna enjoyed working with them, but they gossiped more than schoolgirls. If they had even a hint that she knew Cole, they’d be all over it like white on rice.
When Yvette and Hannah came out and saw what was going on, the three ladies erupted in cheers, all giving Julianna hugs and thanking her profusely. She realized that, once again, Cole had spoiled her and he’d included the people who were important to her. First, he’d done it when he’d gotten the maid service and meals for Megan and Robbie, which she could have written off as a strategic move so that she would have a harder time saying no. But this time… What could he possibly get from going the extra mile and sending enough food and masseuses for the rest of the girls? It couldn’t have been about sleeping with her—that ship had sailed right into very naughty waters.
As they all made their way to the conference room, Julianna texted back to thank him.
Julianna: I don’t even know what to say. Thank you doesn’t seem like enough…but thank you!!
Before she even put her phone back in her pocket, it buzzed again.
Cole: Don’t worry… I know a lot of ways you can thank me tonight.
Julianna smiled as she closed out the screen before any of her nosy coworkers got a glimpse at the texts and started asking questions.
Once they got to the conference room, they were handed robes to put on. All four women went to the restroom and changed. When Julianna came back into the conference room, she walked to the first table, but the woman at th
e end raised her hand.
“Actually, I’m going to be your masseuse today.”
“Oh, okay.” As Julianna approached the woman, she wondered if Cole had specifically requested a woman and not a man to be the one to administer her massage, but she quickly dismissed that ridiculous thought. Cole wouldn’t be jealous. This was nothing to him.
Right?
* * *
“Hey. I heard you threatened the life and scared the shit out of some security guard and that you’re whipped,” Alex said, as he spotted Cole on the weight bench.
Cole set the bar back in the cradle and sat up. Then he wiped his face with a towel. Apparently, Olivia did have a big mouth.
“Did your sister tell you that?” Cole asked—not that it mattered.
“No,” Alex said, looking far too happy to have this piece of information. “She told my wife, and my wife told me.”
Great. Olivia was also close to Ian’s wife Riley, which meant that his boss probably knew as well. Legal had assured him that it was taken care of, but the last thing he wanted was for Ian Dare to know about this bullshit.
“So, what’s the deal, man? You just marking your territory?” Alex asked.
Cole ignored Alex’s question. He was tempted to explain that Chad had been harassing Julianna and followed her home, but he was almost positive his friend knew that and was just trying to get a rise out of him.
“Sooo…” Alex crossed his arms. “I guess you decided not to take my advice and leave it alone.”
Again, Cole didn’t answer. If Alex wanted to talk about this, that was on him—Cole was not going to participate. Not when he was this unsure about what his future held with Julianna. Tonight. That’s all he knew he had with her for sure. After that, he had no idea. Hopefully, his friend would get bored with a one-sided conversation.
Alex shook his head slowly. “Oh, how the mighty have fallen.”
Okay, so maybe he wasn’t going to get tired of talking to himself.
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