Bad Girl Therapy (3 page)

Haley shook her head then took a long, refreshing drink. “Sean really brought her out of her shell.”

“Yeah, maybe a little too far out,” he said.

Haley cocked a brow, intrigued. “You’ve got something against exhibitionism?”

“No, Haley. I’ve got something against tripping over two naked people going at it like rabbits when I’m carrying an axe.”

With that Haley laughed out loud, but when she noticed Cole favoring his leg, she placed her soda on the table and pointed her finger at him. “You, on the sofa. Now.”

“I guess it’s begun then.”

“What?” she asked.

His eyes darkened, and the corner of his mouth turned up in a sexy half smile when he said, “The riding.”

Everything in the way he said
riding
fueled her lust for him and filled her with delicious images. But as much as she was dying to put her plan into motion, she first had to make sure he hadn’t overworked his leg. She cleared her throat and summoned her composure.

“Sit. Now.”

“You know, Haley, I never knew you were so bossy.”

“I guess there are a lot of things about me that you don’t know.”

“Really?” He gave her a grin that turned her inside out and once again had her thinking she was venturing into dangerous territory. His brow arched, and he looked dangerously sexy when he questioned, “So what do you think we should we do about that?”

Chapter Three

What should they do about that, indeed?

Cole, of course, had plenty of ideas. He knew Haley did too. And he also knew her excuse to oversee his
physiotherapy
was just that. An excuse. She’d come here to play. Everything in the way she was looking at him, and everything in the way her body had reacted to his teasing, told him so.

He might not know what kind of game she was playing after all these years, or if there could be more between them, but he was willing to go along and find out, especially considering the fact that he’d been wild about her for nearly a decade now.

“So, what, specifically, do you want me to do, Haley?” he asked, understanding she wanted the upper hand in this seduction. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe it gave her a sense of control. Regardless, he’d let her have it.

For now.

Then…well, then when she’d had her fun, they’d be playing by his rules.

Following her command, he dropped onto the sofa, and his gaze never left hers as she sank to her knees in front of him. The sight of her between his legs, her pretty mouth puckered in thought, nearly shut down his brain. As her sweet scent called out to him, his cock swelled inside his unforgiving jeans. He shifted, uncomfortable from the tightness in his groin, but not at all uncomfortable under her scrutiny. This time he had no desire to hide his arousal, because this time she was here to play, and he wanted her to know exactly what she did to him.

She ran her fingers along his leg, a careful examination, and her voice held a note of professionalism when she said, “I really don’t want you to put a strain on these ligaments, Cole.” When she met his glance, he could see genuine concern in her eyes, and it did something peculiar to his insides. “You’re still swollen, and I really don’t want anything to slow your recovery.”

Oh, he was swollen all right…

Wariness moved over her face as she probed his muscles with the utmost care, and the fact that his well being was as important to her as it was to him had foreign sensations tightening in his chest.

She was right, of course, and while sitting around for the last two months hadn’t been easy on him, healing his leg was his primary concern. If she thought he needed longer, then he’d be wise to listen.

“Okay,” he said, not wanting to be off the field any longer than necessary.

She smiled at him, her professionalism now replaced by mischief. “Compliant all of a sudden. How interesting.”

“You told me I had to follow your instructions.” Guided by her mood change, he leaned forward, and when she looked up at him with sultry bedroom eyes that brought on a barrage of emotions, it took every ounce of strength he had not to pull her under him and give her a little of his
therapy
. “So what do you suggest I do to reduce the swelling?”

Heat flashed in her eyes, and she opened her mouth like she wanted to say something, but the loud, female moan trickling in through the open window stopped her.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Cole said, pushing himself deeper into the sofa as he drove his fingers through his hair.

When the moan grew in intensity and was met with a deep, guttural sound, Haley swallowed loudly.

“Oh my,” she said, chuckling. As her edgy laugh churned with passion, he didn’t miss the raw ache of lust in her eyes as she turned to glance out the window. Cole followed her gaze, and that’s when he spotted Sean taking Madison up against a tree, driving into her hard and deep and with such passion that Cole’s blood began pulsing hot in response. “I…uh…I see what you mean about him bringing her out too far,” Haley said.

As their two friends went at it outside, the temperature in the cabin jumped a few degrees. He watched the way Haley’s eyes smoldered with want as she listened to the sexy sounds filtering in from outdoors. He also noted the tightening of her nipples through her thin shirt. Clearly, the action outside was turning her on. Hell, who was he kidding? It was turning him on too.

Haley wet her lips, and while their friends might be exhibitionists, he got the distinct impression that Haley liked listening, watching. Interesting. There was so much more to this good girl than he knew, and he couldn’t deny that he was looking forward to discovering all her secrets, and in the process discover if there could be more between them.

Cole wiped the moisture from his brow, desperate to get her alone. While her friends might like an audience, he was a private guy, one who wanted to do private things to her. He shifted on the sofa, and once again her exotic scent curled around him and spiked his lust for her.

Jesus, he
needed…

As heat dampened his hair, he worked to keep the urgency from his voice. “Let’s get out of here.”

Her gaze panned his face. “Are you
hot
, Cole?” His nostrils flared at the suggestive tone in her voice. “Because if you are I’m sure a swim will help cool you off.” Her glance left his face and slowly traveled down his body, stopping to linger over his raging hard-on before moving on to his injured leg. “The cold water will also help with the…
swelling
.”

Okay, that was it, she was damn well going to pay for all her teasing, and she was going to pay hard. He grabbed her hand and hauled her up. Her body collided with his, and when he felt her heat reach out to him, his cock pressed insistently against her abdomen, demanding her attention. She wiggled, pushing against him, and there was nothing he could do to stifle the growl in his throat.

“Yeah, but I’m not sure swimming will be enough to cool me down.”

“I guess we won’t know unless we try.”

Goddammit, there were lots of things he wanted to try with her. Things he’d never tried with others. Probably because he wanted her in ways he’d never wanted anyone else, and right now he needed to be inside her. Anywhere. Everywhere.

Deciding not to waste another second of this long weekend, he ushered her out the door. Less than two minutes later they stood on the wharf, the late sun glistening on her honey-toned skin. Without preamble, Cole dragged her to him, desperate to kiss her full mouth, her sensuous neck, between her long legs. He tugged the hem of her shirt from her shorts, brushing her soft skin with the pad of his thumb. “So about this therapy of yours,” he began, giving her an opening since he knew she wanted the upper hand.

“Well,” she said, her eyes dimming with desire, “I went over your chart before coming here.”

Cole tried to keep his hands from shaking as her body vibrated beneath his touch, but he wanted her so badly it was going to take every ounce of strength he had to slow down and make sure it was good for her. “And?”

“And…there is another way to help take down the swelling. But since these jeans seem to be in the way…”

“I can remove them.”

She grinned at his enthusiasm and arched a brow, drawing out her seduction and making him damn near delirious with want. “You didn’t happen to remember to bring your shorts this time, did you?”

“No,” he growled, his body aching to feel her hands on him, to caress every square inch of her flesh in return.

“I guess we’ll have to work around that.” With a false air of professionalism, she backed him up until he was balanced against the post supporting the dock. “Now, first thing I need you to do is get the weight off your bad leg.” When he shifted his stance, she slid her palms down his chest until she reached the button on his jeans.

“And the next thing?” he asked.

“Well, the next thing I was thinking was that sometimes traditional therapy methods just don’t work.”

He placed his hands on her sides and slid upward, pulling her T-shirt up with him until he reached the outer swell of her breasts. “You have something untraditional in mind?”

She dipped her head and lowered his zipper. Blonde curls fell forward to frame flushed cheeks, and her breathing changed as he fingered her lacy bra. “It’s unconventional, yes, and some might even consider it extreme, but your case is special, so I think it might just do the trick.”

Their eyes met and locked, and he could hear the impatience in his voice when he asked, “What exactly are you suggesting, Haley?”

“Well, you’re very swollen.” Tension hung in the air, and he sucked in a breath as she eased her hand inside his pants to wrap her fingers around his cock. “And when something hurts this bad, I believe only a kiss can make it feel better.”

Sweet Jesus.

As she stroked his cock, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in for a mouth-bruising kiss. Ravenous to taste her, he kissed her hard and drew the scent of her arousal into his lungs as the warmth of her mouth raised his blood pressure and bombarded his body with primal hunger. His tongue met hers, and he growled at the sweetness of her mouth. Just like he knew she would, she tasted like sugar, honey and candy all rolled into one.

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.