Page 64 of The Sexy Part
The words snap my control. I close in on her, wrapping an arm around her waist and backing her into the wall. I’m suddenly ravenous for her. My pulse thrums through my veins.
I entwine my fingers with hers and pin her hands against the wall. Her breath comes harder; her eyes dilate. I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life.
“Kiss me,” she whispers.
I take her mouth in a passionate kiss, demanding and thorough, pressing my body against her softness. I shift, trailing open-mouthed kisses along the side of her neck, letting my teeth scrape against her. She shivers. I shift lower, kissing along her collarbone to the vulnerable dip by her throat, where her pulse beats rapidly.
“Cooper,” she says breathlessly. I love the way she says my name.
I release her hands, kneeling to cup her breast and suck. Her fingers slide into my hair, holding me to her. I switch to the other side, loving the feel of her, the scent; everything turns me on.
I slide a hand between her legs to find her hot and wet and ready.Slow, slow. Make it good for her.
She pulls at my shoulders. “Now. Take me now.”
I rise to my feet, about to lift her and bury myself deep, when I belatedly remember the condom. “Touch yourself while I get ready for you.”
She frowns. “You’re already ready.”
I dash to the nightstand and roll the condom on in record time. Then I stride back to her as she stares at my massive erection.
“Oh, that kind of ready,” she says.
I lift her, and she wraps her arms and legs around me. She fits me perfectly. She grabs my head and kisses me feverishly. I get in position and push inside just a little.
“More,” she demands.
I thrust deep, intense pleasure floods me, and I almost lose it right there. She gasps. I lift her and thrust deep again.
“Yes,” she says. “Yes, yes.”
I lift her again, reaching between us to stroke her sweet spot. She shudders around me. So good, so damn good. I slow it down, stroking her and thrusting, her every cry and gasp driving me on.
Her nails dig into my shoulders. I can feel her trembling on the edge. I kiss her roughly, swallowing her sexy sounds as I drive into her over and over. She arches her hips, taking me at an angle that sets us both off. I groan into her neck, lost in pleasure.
A moment passes with nothing but the sound of our panting.
I rest my forehead against hers, emotion sneaking in. I want her to be mine. She rests her head on my shoulder and sighs contentedly. I need some distance. It’s the only way to keep from making a huge mistake. Friends with benefits is what she wants. We’ll see what she chooses when she’s back on top of her life.
I lift her chin and kiss her. She smiles dreamily. “Thank you.”
I set her back on the floor and hold her by the hips. “Let’s go out for dinner.”
“We can’t go out in public. People will think we’re together.”
“Why can’t friends get dinner together?”
“I haven’t been here long, but I’ve seen enough to know that gossip moves like wildfire through town. We need to keep this secret. That way there’s no pressure and no expectations put on us.”
I search her expression. Is she really not cool with being seen with me? “I’m not one to sneak around.”
“Please? It’ll be exciting.” She grabs her panties and slides them back on.
“What about tomorrow night at the Halloween party at Happy Endings? Mackenzie said the three of you are going together as the three blind mice.”
Her bra goes on. I want her even though I just had her. That’s crazy.
“What about it?” she asks.
