Molly

“So. When are you planning on moving in?” Cody asks me over a cup of coffee a few weeks later.

I’m currently sitting at the kitchen counter with my own cup of coffee and a bagel, dressed in one of Cole’s shirts and a pair of his shorts.

“A little soon for that, don’t you think?”

“I figured, if he’s kicking me out, you must be moving in,” Cody laughs.

“He’s not really kicking you out. He was merely having a dramatic moment.”

Speaking of the devil, Cole comes down the steps and enters the kitchen in a pair of shorts with his running shoes on.

“I really am kicking him out,” he says. Clearly, he overheard the conversation. “We talked last night after you fell asleep. Time for Cody to find his own place. Spread his wings and fly.”

“Cole!” I gasp. “I can’t believe you.”

“Relax, Molly. Cody’s already been looking at houses for months now. He’s tired of living with his big brother.” Cole locks Cody in a headlock and rubs the top of his head. “Right, little brother?”

“Get the fuck off me you dork.” Cody elbows Cole in the stomach. “He’s right though. I’ve been planning on moving. He didn’t actually kick me out, as much as he wants to believe that nonsense.”

“Whatever, I’m going for a run, I’ll be back.” Cole kisses me hastily on the cheek and disappears again.

Cody makes his own breakfast then joins me on one of the barstools at the counter, I lean my head on his shoulder and sigh. “I think I kinda love the guy.”

“Figured that out finally, did ya?” he chuckles.

“Like we all didn’t already know.” I sigh and roll my eyes.

“Truth. Man, by this time next year, you might be my sister in law,” Cody jokes as the door open and Cole walks back in.

“You’ll be lucky if I wait a year.” He winks at us.

“Jesus. I don’t think you know the meaning of taking it slow,” I tell Cole. “Uhm and didn’t you say you were going for a run?”

“Change of plans, it started raining. I’m going to shower, meet me upstairs?”

“Yep, I think I’m going to go back to bed for a while, you have fun with that.” Cody points at Cole.

The minute I know Cole’s out of earshot I grab Cody’s arm stopping him from running off. “Do you think, we’re moving too fast?”

It’s not that I’m having doubts exactly. Things are moving at the speed of sound around here though.

“Does it feel right to you?”

I think for a second, it does. Mostly. “Yes. It feels, natural.”

Cody smiles. “Then trust that. Trust yourself and the big oaf who’s probably about to come back down the steps and kidnap you.”

“Thank you. For having my back.” I give him a hug. Cody has always looked out for me. I know Cole has too but as a friend, more like family, Cody’s always had my back.

“Always, now go. Really.” Cody spins me in the direction of the steps and gives me a gentle shove.

Cole is already in the shower when I walk in his room.

Stripping out of my clothes, I take a minute to watch him. I love everything about this man. The light brownish blonde hair that dusts his chest and leads a trail down to his full cock, accenting his beautifully sculpted abs along the way. The week-old stubble he’s sporting on his face. Those piercing blue eyes that seem to sparkle whenever they’re focused on me. Like they are right now, while he strokes himself, taunting me.

There’s so much about him that I’ve already begun to crave.

As I step into the shower, Cole asks, “You ready for me?” as he leans in and steals a kiss.

“Always.”

He lets out a growl and spins me around, pressing me into the shower tile. “Spread your legs, baby.”

Obeying his command, I widen my stance and let out a gasp as he rubs his cock between my legs.

“So, fucking wet.” He wraps my hair in his fist and pulls my head back, exposing my neck that he nips at as he slides inside me.

With his other hand between my legs, I begin to quiver under his touch, already balancing on the edge of an explosion. “Cole!”

“Something you want, baby?”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, please,” I beg as he pounds into me from behind.

“That’s it, Mol. You like that?”

“Yes. Oh God, Cole!”

Both of his hands cup my breasts, squeezing my nipples as light flashes behind my eyes and my orgasm takes hold.  My hands smack against the shower wall, and my legs threaten to give out under me.

“Fuck, you feel so good. So. Damn. Good.” Each word is punctuated by another hard thrust that prolongs the feeling of ecstasy within me.

One final thrust and Cole collapses against me, his body trembling against mine. “You’re so fucking perfect baby.” He traces a finger down my spine then gives me a smack on the ass. “Now. Let’s get you cleaned up, so I can make you dirty again.”

He makes good on his promise, washing my body from head to toe and making sure that I stay amped up and ready to go. Once we’ve both washed the soap from our bodies, he dries us both off and carries me into the bedroom before he lays me on the bed and nestles between my legs again.

“You know, I think I really like having you here.” Cole nuzzles against my neck as I button up my shirt a short while later. “Making love to you until we both fall asleep.” His hands slide down the front of my body. “Waking up next to you. Being able to have my wicked way with you whenever I want.”

When he cups my sex, I moan. There is no denying this man. It doesn’t matter that he already took me in the shower or that he just finished fucking me on the bed.

“You know we have a meeting in an hour?” It’s the only defense I have if I don’t want either of us to be late.

“I can be quick.”

“I’m already dressed. Last time you said you would be quick, you literally ripped everything off me, and we were late.” I would love nothing more than one more round with Cole before work, but I’d also love to be able to walk into work. Something that may be a problem if he keeps this up.

“Failing to see a problem with that.”

“You’re incorrigible, Cole. Really.” I turn around and face him, my arms on his chest. “Later. I promise.”

~*~

After our meeting with one of our high-profile clients, the rest of the day seems to fly by. I’m busy with scheduling all of Johnny Bluejeans’ new requests while Cole works on the payroll.

About an hour before quitting time, Cole’s direct line rings and I watch out of the corner of my eyes as he gets up and closes his office door. Whoever it is keeps him tied up until I’m almost ready to walk out the door. A real pain in the ass considering I’m ready to leave and he was my ride in today.

Cody has just joined me up front, and I’m about to ask him for a ride back to my place when Cole finally emerges.

“Good, you’re both here,” Cole says as he leans against my desk. “Cody, did you handle your phone call?”

Cody smiles at me then looks at Cole. “I did.”

Cole nods. “Something you need to tell us, Molly?”

My eyes dart between the two of them while I try to figure out what the hell they’re talking about. “Uhm. No? Is there something the two of you want to discuss with me?”

“Sure is.” Cole cracks the smallest of grins but gives nothing away. “Someone called me a little bit ago to talk about one of my employees.”

“Okay? Is something up with one of the technicians? Did someone’s background check not go through? We’ve only got one new guy who’s interested in a job, is there a problem with him?” I ask, genuinely confused about what’s going on.

“Nope,” Cody supplies. “I think what Cole’s trying to get at is that you failed to mention something to us, Mol.”

“What? I haven’t forgotten to mention...” Then it hits me. The job applications. I had forgotten all about them because of everything that’s been going on lately. “I’m sorry?” I wince. “You both know, this was only meant to be temporary for me.”

“We do,” they both say in unison.

“And any minute someone’s going to ask to be buzzed in, and he’s going to want to talk to you,” Cole finishes.