Page 86 of Enticed

“That’s my plan, but one thing at a time, Liv,” he answers her as we join in conversations with the rest of our friends—this time with Cooper’s hand in mine, or his arm around my waist, and his lips finding mine every chance they get.

I’m touching him, smiling at him, loving him in front of everyone—and it’s one of the most liberating feelings of my life. Why have I been denying both of us this?

Love is scary, for sure—but loving the right person is not.

“I’m so sorry, Cooper,” I tell him once more when we find ourselves alone for a moment. “I’m sorry for hiding you and hurting you.”

“I know, babe. It’s alright. I’d say you made up for it tonight. I love being able to touch you in front of everyone… but what I really want is to touch you in private later,” he growls in my ear and my body responds deliciously to that thought.

“Wanna get out of here?” I say, making him laugh.

“Already?”

“Hell yes. Take me home, Coop. I’ve missed you,” I say while cupping him through his shorts, realizing he’s already hard and ready for me.

“Fuck, let’s go,” he pulls me by the hand as we disappear out the door, not even bothering to say goodbye to everyone. Whatever. I’m sure they’ll figure out where we went and why. The nice thing about not having to hide anymore is that now people will understand how crazy we are for each other and I don’t care.

Cooper deposits me in his truck and we take off for his place. I can come back and get my car in the morning—which is the furthest thing on my mind as Cooper dances his fingertips along my thigh as he drives. I lean over the center console and kiss his neck, licking his salty skin and nibbling on his earlobe as he desperately tries not to crash.

But once we’re inside his condo, he crashes into me instead, kissing me with everything that he has. My hands thread through the hair on his head as he grips my hips and pulls me impossibly close to him.

“Fuck… I love you, Clara. So fucking much,” he growls against my lips as I run my hand up and down the length of him through his shorts.

“I love you too, Cooper. I’m so sorry…”

“Stop, okay? Everything is alright now. Let’s just move forward… be together… fuck each other’s brains out for the next few hours,” he says as he pulls me up the stairs and into his room.

“Yes. I’ve missed you so much,” I moan as his lips find my collar bone and I struggle to breathe from the sensations his mouth is giving my skin.

He pushes my dress over my head as I reach for the button on his shorts, releasing the fabric from his body and pushing his briefs down with it. Bending his arm behind his head, he pulls his shirt off quickly too, leaving him in nothing but his birthday suit in front of me, and my God, how I’ve missed him. It’s only been two weeks, but that is far too long to go without appreciating his physique and those abs—my mouth is salivating at the sight of them.

Cooper’s hands find me again, unclasping my bra and tossing it across the room and then sliding my thong down my legs as he crouches in front of me. Before I can speak he pushes my legs apart, his tongue finds my center, his hands grip my ass, and he buries his face between my thighs and licks me like a delicacy he can’t get enough of—a once in a lifetime meal that you never know if you’ll be able to taste again.

“Cooper!” I shout as he works me over with his mouth, swirling his tongue around my clit, parting my folds with his thumbs as he devours me. I’m trembling, shaking on unsteady legs as he pleasures me and my head falls back on a moan.

“Oh God, yes!”

“Fuck, Clara,” he says against my skin, pushing two fingers inside of me as he slides them in and out. I drop my head to study the sight of him crouched down in front of me, fully immersed in the touch he’s giving my body, fucking me with his fingers as I watch.

It’s erotic and beautiful, carnal and sexy, and between the sight of him at work and every feeling his touch is giving my body, I explode on his tongue. My breathing is heavy as his strong hands hold me up while I ride out my orgasm, every limb vibrating from the electricity he ignites in my body.

Once I’m finished, he pops up from the floor and presses his mouth to mine, pushing us back towards the bed, hovering over me and staring down into my eyes as he slides inside of me and connects us together again.

“Cooper,” I mewl, emotion hitting me now as our eyes lock while he thrusts over and over—smooth and long strokes that are definitely a luxurious form of making love—the desperation from earlier being replaced with savoring the moment as we climb high towards ecstasy.

I can’t believe I ever fought the connection between us, the thread pulling us together so tightly that not even the blade of doubt could sever it. This man has saved me—showed me a life that I never imagined—and I don’t ever want to live another day without him by my side.

“Clara, baby. I love you,” he whispers—one forearm resting on the bed beside my head keeping him steady as the other one of his hands travels up and down my arm, between my breasts where he caresses my nipple so softly, and then down my stomach to find my clit, circling the nub with his thumb. “You feel so good… God, I missed you.”

“I missed you too, Cooper and I love you too… so fucking much… Oh God, I’m gonna come,” I breathe as I clench around him and my entire body pulses with my release. I feel Cooper speed up just enough that he chases his own orgasm before stilling and breaking alongside me.

Heaven—being loved by someone so overwhelmingly—this is what heaven must feel like.

When we’re both satisfied and finally disconnect from each other, Cooper leaves the room for a minute and then returns with a pint of Ben & Jerry’s and two spoons.

“Salted Caramel Core?” I perk up as I watch him walk back to the bed, naked and sweaty from our love making.

“Your favorite,” he smirks, propping his body up against the head board next to me, scooping up a spoonful and feeding me the creamy treat.

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