Yearning Devotion by Rachael Orman Page A

up and took the plate and fork with him. She watched amused as he rinsed
the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.  He had absolutely refused to let
her help with them too, stating he’d never allow a guest do the dishes.
    “Well, thank you for dinner. Not
exactly what I was expecting, but it was still delicious and filling. You can
rest easy knowing I’m not going to bed hungry now.” Gwen stood from her stool
and walked around the counter towards him swinging her hips. His eyes watched
her hips as she walked towards him. She stepped close to him, placing both
hands against his chest. She rubbed her hands up his chest to sink into his
hair. Her lips were close to his ear and brushed his skin as she asked, “Now
what would you like to do?”
    “Well, since there is two of us, it
really would go much quicker if you helped me pick up some of this mess.” He spoke
in the same soft tone she has used, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke. Then
he stepped back from her and walked to a cabinet, where he pulled a trash bag
out and handed it to her. He gave her a little half smile before walking from
the room. She just stared at his back with her mouth hanging open.  She pulled
down on the bottom of her dress and shook the bag open. What the hell?! She
was more confused than ever. She’d never been rejected, which is what she was
feeling since he had blatantly ignored her outfit except for his initial
comment. She thought he was interested, but now she really wondered. She
groaned in frustration and started cleaning up the kitchen. Wasn’t like she had
anything better to do besides go home and be alone. McKayla was working tonight.
She heard the music in the living room change to a new song, one that she was
very familiar with.
    Gwen sang quietly to herself as she
moved around the kitchen picking up empty bottles, cans and other various party
trash. She made a collection of glasses near the sink of the glasses that were
scattered around the kitchen. Once she finished the kitchen she made her way through
the dining room. She glanced over into the living room through the open double
doors. She stopped when she saw Cole was sitting on the couch facing her, his
arms draped on either side of his body over the back of the couch.
    “Are you actually cleaning?” Cole
pushed to his feet as he looked from the bag that was half full in one of
Gwen’s hands to her face, horror apparent on his face. Then he laughed an
uncomfortable laugh and ran his hand through his hair, “I was wondering what
the hell you were doing in there!”
    “You told me to help clean, so I
was cleaning!” Gwen gestured around the room with the hand holding the bag, “Would
you like me to clean this room too? And what have you been doing? Sitting on
the couch waiting for me to finish cleaning up after your party?” She raised an
eye brow at him in frustration.  This was turning out to be the most confusing
night she’d ever had! THIS was why she didn’t go out of her comfort zone. Men
were so confusing! Especially this one. One minute he was giving her soft
caresses and feeding her the next he had her cleaning his house while he sat
around doing nothing.
    “I was kidding! I didn’t actually
expect you to clean! I have a crew coming in the morning to clean this place! I
thought you were in there making a drink or something to waste time.” Cole
stood up and grabbed the bag from her. He tossed it to the side before pulling
her hips flush to his. Running his nose up her neck, he breathed “I have
enjoyed spending this time with you but now I’m done being a gentleman.” Cole
grabbed her ass with both hand and bit down on her neck. He ground his thick
erection against her belly making her moan.

Chapter
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     “Take me to bed, Cole.” Gwen
wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head back down to her.  He
lifted her by her ass and she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Her
heels dug into his ass as he