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When it finally subsides, Cooper collapses to the bed, wrapping an arm around my waist and securing me against him. “Holy shit,” he pants out, his lips grazing my forehead as his hand glides up and down my back. “You’re amazing. I think I might be dead.”
“You?” I huff out a laugh. “I think your hand around my throat killed me dead.”
Cooper rockets up off the bed so fast I suck in a breath. He hovers over me and studies my neck, his face a mask of concern. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” His voice is so panicky that I laugh.
I lay my hands on his cheeks, leaning up to kiss him. “I was kidding, my dude. It was perfect. I loved it. It was like you knew what I liked without even having to ask.”
He lets out a relieved breath, turning his head to kiss my palm. “I know you, Ev.”
I study him, damp waves falling over his forehead, deep blue eyes that see right to the heart of me, lips curved in a soft smile.Mine. “I think you really do.”
Cooper’s smile turns to a grin. “Bet your ass, baby.” He lies back down, tugging me against him and lifting my leg up to drape over his hips, running his hand up my thigh and over my ass. Pressing his lips to my forehead, he dips his fingers down, running them through our combined releases seeping out of me. A rough, unhinged sort of rumble comes from his chest as heslides his fingers over me—into me—and I sigh, my eyes dropping closed at the little licks of pleasure until I realize exactly what he’s doing, and my eyes fly back open as I sit up and twist so it’s my turn to hover over him.
“Are you pushing your cum back inside me?”
Cooper grins again, trailing his fingers down my chest and over, spreading the wetness on his fingers over my nipple and lifting his head to suck it off. “Could be.”
I narrow my eyes at him even as a bolt of pleasure from the way he laps at me arrows directly to my clit. “Don’t do that. Don’t be that guy.”
He grins wider. “I think you’re going to have to be a little more specific, Rhodes. What guy, exactly?”
“The guy who gets a woman pregnant and suddenly goes full breeding kink. I’m barely interested in breeding this one time. I definitely don’t want to breed more. I don’t even like the word breed.”
Cooper laughs so hard tears roll down his face, and he wraps his arms around me, rolling us so I’m on my back again. “I can’t help it, Rhodes. I really, really can’t. Seeing you all pregnant and stuff just does something to me. You’re so sexy like this. You’re all gorgeous and glowy…and the baby bump?” He shakes his head and leans down, pressing his lips to mine. “It’s hot, Ev. So. Fucking. Hot.”
He kisses me between each word, and in this moment, the way he talks makes me feel the way he sees me. Sexy and powerful and like I could take on the whole entire world. But I’ll be damned if I let him know he’s right. “Be that as it may, don’t push that cum back inside me. I don’t want it.”
“Should I have worn a condom?” he asks dryly, amusement lacing his tone.
I shrug. “Might have helped about five months ago.”
He laughs again, and the sound is sunshine. “But then we wouldn’t be here, naked in my bed, having the very best sex of my entire life. We wouldn’t be laughing together, about to take ashower and order two a.m. takeout and eat the peanut butter chocolate chip cookies I made this morning before I bring you right back to this bed and slide inside you as many times as I can before the sun rises.”
I give him a sly grin even as a low hum of contentment takes me over at the picture he painted. “Peanut butter chocolate chip, you say?”
He grins. “You told me they’re you’re favorite.”
“You remembered?”
Cooper leans down and kisses me, long and slow. “I remember everything.”
“You’re too good for this world, Cooper Wyles,” I murmur against his lips.
“Maybe,” he says, trailing his lips across my jaw then lifting his head to look at me, brushing my hair away from my face in a way that has my heart twisting. “But I think I’m perfect for you.”
In this moment, twisted together in the dark, with a brand new year stretching ahead of us, I think he might just be right. And even though I’m still not completely sure what to do about it, right now, on this night, everything feels right with the world.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
COOPER
JANUARY
Noah
Did you give her the goods?
Me
