But I’ll follow her lead on this one.
“It sounds so weird to hear you say that to me of all people.”
“Bad weird?”
She shakes her head. “No…good. But I’m also still trying to get used to the fact that my best friend makes my girly parts go berserk.”
“Is that what I make happen?” I say, leaning down, running my lips up her neck, back to that spot just below her ear that made her moan.
“Y-Yes.”
“Tell me, Caroline,” I whisper into her ear, “have you been thinking about me naked?”
I drive my hips into her, and she whimpers when my dick brushes against her sex.
“Maybe a few times.”
“Just a few?” I ask, doing it again.
She gulps. “Okay, maybe more than a few times.”
“Did you touch yourself thinking about me?”
She exhales a shaky breath. “N-No. I wanted to, but I didn’t. It felt like crossing a line.”
I nip at the sensitive spot I haven’t stopped teasing with my mouth. “Does this feel like crossing a line?”
“So much,” she says.
Another nip. Another moan.
“Cooper?”
“Yeah?”
“Take the towel off.”
10
Caroline
“Take the towel off.”
Cooper lifts his head and peers down at me. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
His captivating pale eyes are searching mine for any hint of uncertainty.
There is none.
I’m absolutely certain I want Cooper to take the towel off.
I need to see him. To feel him.
Totouchhim.
Right now, I want him, and I’m tired of running from it.