Page 68 of Love Thy Neighbor

His voice is firm. Rough.

I’ve never heard him like this before, but I’ve also never been like this with him before.

I like it.A lot.

I nod again, licking my lips, and follow his instructions. I push my panties down my legs, stepping out of them and kicking them toward my shorts.

I turn, dropping a knee onto the bed. Cooper strikes my ass with an open palm…hard.I gasp and a rush of pleasure shoots through parts of me I didn’t expect.

“You good?” he asks, and I nod.

He does it again.

It hurts, but in a good kind of way.

Jesus. No wonder River likes it when Dean smacks her ass.

“Keep going,” he says, massaging where he struck me, then patting me encouragingly. “Against the headboard.”

I do as he says, turning to face him.

I don’t know what to do with my hands. Don’t know how to sit.

It feels so strange having him stand at the end of the bed watching me, yet so hot having his devoted attention.

“Spread your legs.”

I gulp, and my breathing picks up at the request.

He dips his head toward me. “Do it, Caroline.”

Has he always said my name like that? With that rasp? With that authority like he owns me and he knows it?

Slowly, I spread my legs.

And Cooper lets out another string of curses, dropping his hand to his hard cock for the first time, squeezing it through the towel he’s still wearing.

“Perfect,” he murmurs. “Absolutely fucking perfect.”

My entire body is on fire—from my blushing so hard due to being so exposed, and from the pure need burning through me due to how incredibly turned on I am under his hungry gaze.

“Wider.”

I oblige.

I guarantee if I were to move right now, there’d be a wet spot soaking through his sheets.

“Touch yourself.”

This time I don’t even try to argue or hesitate.

I want it as bad as he does.

I slip my hand between my legs, sliding two fingers between my folds, drawing small circles over my swollen clit.

“Son of a…”

He drops the towel.

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