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“Then what are you waiting for, cowboy?” I widen my legs, letting them hit the mattress. “Make me yours.”
With a wicked gleam in his eye, Cooper drops his head, his tongue doing things I’d never dreamed of, while my hands fist the sheets. His palm is splayed across my lower stomach, his other hand gripping my hips. I’m already seconds from falling mindlessly out of control. The way his mouth moves, the way his grip tightens. One more flick of his tongue and I crash. Burning up from the inside out. My cry echoes against the walls, my back arching as my thighs quake. My orgasm rocks through me, my body humming and pleased as his lazy strokes bring me down. My hips twitch when he glides over my sensitive flesh.
I sigh with content, just as a warm kiss is pressed against my center. Then I hear the familiar sound of a buckle and my eyes flash open.
“Don’t look so surprised.” Cooper stands at the foot of the bed, belt unbuckled, pearl snap wide open. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Chapter thirty-seven
Cooper
I can still taste her on my lips as I tear my shirt off, then shove my jeans down my legs. I’m trying to be patient. To soak up every second of this because it’s almost surreal. That she loves me too. That she’s giving herself to me like this. I stand in my briefs, watching her eyes lower to the obvious bulge beneath the cotton material.
She wants this just as much as I do.
“Let me see you,” she says the words quietly, her eyes finding mine.
Keeping her stare, I shuck off my briefs, my cock twitching at her sharp intake of breath.
Fuck, she looks so pretty like this. Cheeks flushed, lips swollen.Nipples pink.
With one stroke to ease the ache, I land a knee on the bed, before I’m hovering over the only woman to ever hold my heart. My eyes trace her face, before I drop a kiss to her forehead.
I’ve slept with women before. Most of the time those occasions spurred from too much alcohol and the reaction to her leaving with someone else. They never meant anything more than a way to deal with the fact that she wasn’t mine. I know she isn’t a virgin either, and although that thought makes me fucking feral, I know what this means for us. There’s no going back. It’s not a heat of the moment mistake. It’s not fueled by alcohol and bad decisions. It’sreal. It’s raw.
“I love you.” The words leave my mouth as I hook her leg up over my hip, allowing my tip to press against her heat. I swear my eyes roll back from the contact alone. Her nails trial across my shoulders, her palm resting on my chest when she whispers back. “I love you, more.”
With one surge forward, my bare cock disappears inside of her, pulling a gratified groan from my chest.
“Fuck,” I grit out, holding my breath while giving her time to adjust.
She gasps, her eyes closing as she runs her hands over my hips. “Move.”
With contained control, I retract my hips, before thrusting forward. Tingles shoot up my spine, my muscles clenching as she squeezes me like a vice. I’ve never felt anything this good.This right.
“Look how good you take me,” I rasp, my eyes dropping to where we connect.
My hand slides behind her neck, angling her head so she can see. Her moan vibrates between us, the sound going straight to my dick that swells inside of her. I watch the way our hipscollide, the slick sheen of sweat that’s already coating our bodies as we move in unison. With a single move, I flip us over, then push up to my knees.
“Turn,” I command, my hands maneuvering her so she’s facing the mirror across the room.
Her back arches as she displays her perfect ass to me like a gift. With a palm gliding up her spine, I line myself up, then piston my hips, jolting her forward as she braces herself on the bed.
Her cry is like a match. Lighting me up as I sink in and out, my gaze locked on her face through the mirror.
“Open your eyes.” My fingertips knead her hips, the hold almost harsh. “I want you to watch.”
She moans, her mouth dropping open as her blue eyes lock with mine. My body burns as I pick up my pace, my pulse thudding as I hit deeper.
“Cooper.” She groans. “I’m….”
“That’s it, beautiful,” I urge.
I can feel her walls contract and her eyes flutter closed. When she screams my name, I come on a groan, spilling myself inside of her as we keep our gazes locked.
It’s the most electric thing I’ve ever experienced, and as she plants her face on the bed, her body full of satisfaction, I trail soft kisses up her spine, counting down the seconds until we can do it all again.
Chapter thirty-eight
