Page 60 of The Sexy Part
He grabs the pie and ice cream and sets it on the dining room table. I follow, wondering how he’s going to explain our departure.
“Rowan’s got a headache,” he says. “I’m going to take her home.”
“Aww, do you want to take something for it?” Hailey asks.
“Check our medicine cabinet,” Mackenzie says.
Finn smirks. Josh raises his brows.
I rub my temple, attempting to fake a headache. “Thanks, but I’d better go lie down.” Finn elbows Mackenzie. Her eyes widen in understanding. “And thank you for dinner.”
“Bye,” Cooper says.
He strides to the door, and I hurry to keep up with him. As soon as we get through the front door, we burst out laughing.
“I think only your mom bought it,” I say.
He grabs my hand and walks toward the car. “Who cares? We deserve a little fun.”
“Just casual.”
“Right. No pressure. No expectations.”
“Deal.”
We smile at each other. A bubbly feeling rises up in me. I’m happy. And I have a feeling I’m about to be ecstatic.
12
With all the built-up sexual tension between us, I’m expecting a rushed deal, hard thrusts against the wall or a quick tumble into bed. But when we arrive in his bedroom, Cooper stops, his brown eyes searching mine.
I wrap my arms around his neck. “I’m ready.”
His gaze drifts to my mouth and lower to my neck. Finally, he cradles my cheek in his large hand and kisses me. A tender kiss that makes my knees week. His hand slides to the back of my neck while his other arm wraps around my waist, holding me as he kisses me deeply. I almost feel…cherished. My limbs feel heavy.
He kisses me like he has all night, on and on, until my entire body softens. A slow burn of desire.
His mouth trails to my jawline to the sensitive spot under my ear. I gasp. I’ve never been so sensitive. I pull his shirt from his waistband and slide my hands underneath, reveling in the warm muscular planes of his back. Suddenly I need more. Skin on skin.
His breath runs hot over my ear as he whispers, “I want you so bad.”
I grab his head and kiss him passionately. I’m ready for the sexy part. I’ve never been more ready. The kiss turns urgent, igniting me. His fingers spear through my hair in a tight grip, his other hand on the small of my back, pressing me close against his hard body.
He shifts to my neck, hot kisses raining down the column of my throat all the way to my collarbone, his tongue tracing the dip between my collarbones. My pulse jumps.
I step back, pulling my sweater off and letting it drop to the ground. His gaze turns hungry, taking me in. And then his hands frame my face, and he kisses me again. This time more urgent, demanding. Finally, his hands start to roam, skating up my sides to my back, where he expertly undoes my bra. Now I’ll experience the quick hookup.
I grab his shirt and pull it over his head. Whoa. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a gorgeous sexy man in real life. His shoulders are broad, tapering to a trim waist. Pecs and defined abs lead to a V that ends in his jeans. He pulls me against him, and the pleasure of skin on skin makes me want to purr.
He cups my jaw, slowly leaning down to kiss me. I’m no longer in a hurry, reveling in the pace he sets. I fall into the kiss like a soft sigh, a dizzying tumble into deeper kisses that turn me to utter mush. He goes slow, savoring. No man has ever taken their time like this with me.
He drops to his knees and cups one breast, flicking his tongue across my beaded nipple. I arch, aching for more, and he sucks deep. Desire rushes through me, making me weak with need.
“Cooper,” I whisper, stroking the soft hair at the nape of his neck.
He gives the other breast the same attention, and my breath comes harder, desire spiking.
I pull him up and unbutton his jeans. He stills my hands. “First, you.”
