dropped back, and he continued pumping his cock inside of me as he came.
His hold on me softened. I folded against him and pressed my face against his neck. His arms went around me. We sat in silence for a few minutes. I was still reeling from the sex and hoping he was feeling the same way. In the midst of it all, he’d said we fit each other perfectly. I felt it too, as if I’d finally found a match. I knew it was too early, and my luck with men never went this smoothly. Still I couldn’t help but feel that this was what I’d been waiting for.
“Best babysitting job I’ve ever had.” I wriggled my body closer to his.
“Yep. Not that I’ve ever had to babysit.” He paused. “Although I have had my share of fun with a babysitter on a couch.” I was about to huff in disgust but he hugged me tighter. “None as hot as you though.”
“Right. And I almost believe you.”
A strange tapping sound at his bedroom door startled me. I climbed off his lap.
“That would be Some Pig.” He stood up and walked to the bathroom.
I jumped up, gathered my clothes and started getting dressed.
Cole walked out of the bathroom. “We must have woken him from his late morning nap. Or this might have been his early afternoon beauty rest. He has a busy schedule.” He stopped and watched me. “I was just going to suggest that we stay naked all weekend. I told Dad to give the housekeeper and chef the weekend off with that plan stuck firmly in my mind. You, me and lots of nakedness all damn weekend.”
His plan didn’t stop me from pulling my jeans on. “I don’t want to be naked when I meet him.”
He stayed frozen to the spot watching me with what seemed to be equal parts irritation and amusement. “He’s a pig. Yes, he wears clothes and struts around here like he owns the place, which he sort of does, but he’s still a pig.”
Tiny hooves tapped at the door again. I pulled on my bra. “I know it sounds kooky.” I waved for him to open it.
He moved toward the door and stopped. “Sure you don’t want to brush your hair and apply a little lipstick first? After all, Some Pig is sort of critical about appearances.”
“Now you’re just being a boob. Hurry, so he doesn’t think we’re ignoring him.”
“No wonder you and Finley hit it off so well.” He opened the door. I heard a soft snort in the hallway. “You’d better have a good reason for knocking at my door, pork chop. Two minutes ago there was a naked woman in my room. Now she’s dressed, and it’s your fault.”
Cole stepped aside. The tiny rhythmic tapping of hooves on hardwood echoed through the room. Some Pig was mostly white with big black splotches like a paint horse. His portly upper half was covered with a black t-shirt that had ‘Got Vegan’ printed in pink letters on the back. His snout shifted from side to side in the air. He stopped to check me out before moving any closer.
“I’m in love.” I stooped down. Some Pig hesitated only a second before trotting toward me. He snorted happily as I scratched his neck. “You are adorable.”
“Jeez, that pig’s head is going to blow up and explode one day with the way you girls fawn over him.” Cole crouched down next us, and Some Pig immediately snuggled against him.
I smiled. “Looks like you’ve been doing some fawning yourself. He loves you.”
“Yeah, well even though he leaves nose prints on the glass doors and hogs the television set and steals your food when you’re not looking, he’s still a big part of the family.” Cole glanced up. “And, damn if he isn’t a great asset when you’re trying to charm a girl. You are charmed, right?”
I reached over and rubbed some of my lipstick off Cole’s mouth with my thumb. The gesture made him smile. “Never knew this was possible, but I am ridiculously charmed, Cole King.”
Chapter 17
Cole
I leaned back on my elbows on the grassy slope. Kensington and I had walked Some Pig out to the lawn for some exercise and sun.
His hold on me softened. I folded against him and pressed my face against his neck. His arms went around me. We sat in silence for a few minutes. I was still reeling from the sex and hoping he was feeling the same way. In the midst of it all, he’d said we fit each other perfectly. I felt it too, as if I’d finally found a match. I knew it was too early, and my luck with men never went this smoothly. Still I couldn’t help but feel that this was what I’d been waiting for.
“Best babysitting job I’ve ever had.” I wriggled my body closer to his.
“Yep. Not that I’ve ever had to babysit.” He paused. “Although I have had my share of fun with a babysitter on a couch.” I was about to huff in disgust but he hugged me tighter. “None as hot as you though.”
“Right. And I almost believe you.”
A strange tapping sound at his bedroom door startled me. I climbed off his lap.
“That would be Some Pig.” He stood up and walked to the bathroom.
I jumped up, gathered my clothes and started getting dressed.
Cole walked out of the bathroom. “We must have woken him from his late morning nap. Or this might have been his early afternoon beauty rest. He has a busy schedule.” He stopped and watched me. “I was just going to suggest that we stay naked all weekend. I told Dad to give the housekeeper and chef the weekend off with that plan stuck firmly in my mind. You, me and lots of nakedness all damn weekend.”
His plan didn’t stop me from pulling my jeans on. “I don’t want to be naked when I meet him.”
He stayed frozen to the spot watching me with what seemed to be equal parts irritation and amusement. “He’s a pig. Yes, he wears clothes and struts around here like he owns the place, which he sort of does, but he’s still a pig.”
Tiny hooves tapped at the door again. I pulled on my bra. “I know it sounds kooky.” I waved for him to open it.
He moved toward the door and stopped. “Sure you don’t want to brush your hair and apply a little lipstick first? After all, Some Pig is sort of critical about appearances.”
“Now you’re just being a boob. Hurry, so he doesn’t think we’re ignoring him.”
“No wonder you and Finley hit it off so well.” He opened the door. I heard a soft snort in the hallway. “You’d better have a good reason for knocking at my door, pork chop. Two minutes ago there was a naked woman in my room. Now she’s dressed, and it’s your fault.”
Cole stepped aside. The tiny rhythmic tapping of hooves on hardwood echoed through the room. Some Pig was mostly white with big black splotches like a paint horse. His portly upper half was covered with a black t-shirt that had ‘Got Vegan’ printed in pink letters on the back. His snout shifted from side to side in the air. He stopped to check me out before moving any closer.
“I’m in love.” I stooped down. Some Pig hesitated only a second before trotting toward me. He snorted happily as I scratched his neck. “You are adorable.”
“Jeez, that pig’s head is going to blow up and explode one day with the way you girls fawn over him.” Cole crouched down next us, and Some Pig immediately snuggled against him.
I smiled. “Looks like you’ve been doing some fawning yourself. He loves you.”
“Yeah, well even though he leaves nose prints on the glass doors and hogs the television set and steals your food when you’re not looking, he’s still a big part of the family.” Cole glanced up. “And, damn if he isn’t a great asset when you’re trying to charm a girl. You are charmed, right?”
I reached over and rubbed some of my lipstick off Cole’s mouth with my thumb. The gesture made him smile. “Never knew this was possible, but I am ridiculously charmed, Cole King.”
Chapter 17
Cole
I leaned back on my elbows on the grassy slope. Kensington and I had walked Some Pig out to the lawn for some exercise and sun.
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