again and started to pant. Her legs fell open for him and he chuckled,
which made her gasp with a high-pitched little squeak.
Cooper took his time, pushing her close to the edge and then
backing off to the point she was just about to catch her breath. When he was
ready, he braced his hands behind her knees, spread her open wide, covered her
with his mouth and used a more deliberate kind of pressure to send her over the
edge.
Her hands slapped onto the table, then gripped his hair,
then slapped the table again. Her head came up, the look on her face wild as
she watched him through eyes that didn’t seem focused, her entire body
twitching until she fell back again. Her hips rocked and she cried out as she
came. His cock, unbelievably hard and straining against the confines of his
jeans, throbbed with the need for the same release.
He kept his mouth on her until her legs fell open and her
body went limp. She wrapped a hand around his wrist and tugged, so he released
her and stood, propping himself on his elbows on the table top as he lay over
her hot, sweaty little body.
“Please tell me you have another condom,” she whispered.
He got the other two he’d brought out of his pocket and
showed them to her.
“You clever man,” she said with a smile that caused his
heart to skip and erratic beat. “I vote we go to my room now and make good use
of them.”
“I second that motion.” He kissed her. “Hold on to me.”
He stood with her wrapped tight around him and navigated to
her bedroom looking over her shoulder as she did something to his ear with her
tongue that made him stagger a couple of times. When he bumped the door all the
way open, he found there were candles burning in her room as well.
He stopped walking and she raised her head.
“You weren’t kidding about the seduction scene.”
“No more than you’re kidding when you kiss me,” she said
with a smile.
No, he was not kidding when he kissed her, because it had
the same effect on him that it did her. The moment they touched he didn’t want
to stop.
Cooper laid her on the bed and shucked his jeans and
underwear at the same time. She watched him, eyes hungry and mouth slightly
open, as he rolled the second condom onto his cock, as hard as if he hadn’t
already come once that night.
She crab-walked to the middle of the bed and he crawled over
her until she lay back and reached for him. He braced his weight on his elbows
and held her head in his hands, both of them letting out a deep groan as their
bodies reconnected much less urgently, but with no less need.
They found a slow, easy rhythm, rocking their hips to meet
each other, him burying himself just a little deeper with each thrust, the heat
building on itself slowly. They kissed. They watched their bodies coming
together. Her fingers found places on his body that pushed him closer to the edge—his
nipples, his earlobes, the tip of his tailbone.
When urgency got the better of them and he was slamming into
her, her body writhing beneath him, he made sure she came long before he
collapsed on top of her in a sweaty, twitching, thoroughly satisfied heap.
“So are you glad I showed pity on your poor, sad, birthday
party-less ass?” she asked after a moment.
Cooper started to laugh so hard he shook her and the whole
bed with it. He went back up on his elbows and smoothed back the hair stuck to
her face. Her smile made something inside of him, something he wasn’t expecting
to feel, sit up and take notice.
He kissed her lightly and said, “Oh, baby, you have no
idea.”
Chapter Six
Bree had showered, dressed and dried her hair before she
realized there was something off about the sound of her brother working on the
fallen limb in her backyard. Between the noisy bursts of chainsaw she could
hear him talking to someone. She’d just spoken to him on the phone the day
before and she could have sworn he’d told her he would be over by himself
because Patrick was sick.
The buzzing stopped
which made her gasp with a high-pitched little squeak.
Cooper took his time, pushing her close to the edge and then
backing off to the point she was just about to catch her breath. When he was
ready, he braced his hands behind her knees, spread her open wide, covered her
with his mouth and used a more deliberate kind of pressure to send her over the
edge.
Her hands slapped onto the table, then gripped his hair,
then slapped the table again. Her head came up, the look on her face wild as
she watched him through eyes that didn’t seem focused, her entire body
twitching until she fell back again. Her hips rocked and she cried out as she
came. His cock, unbelievably hard and straining against the confines of his
jeans, throbbed with the need for the same release.
He kept his mouth on her until her legs fell open and her
body went limp. She wrapped a hand around his wrist and tugged, so he released
her and stood, propping himself on his elbows on the table top as he lay over
her hot, sweaty little body.
“Please tell me you have another condom,” she whispered.
He got the other two he’d brought out of his pocket and
showed them to her.
“You clever man,” she said with a smile that caused his
heart to skip and erratic beat. “I vote we go to my room now and make good use
of them.”
“I second that motion.” He kissed her. “Hold on to me.”
He stood with her wrapped tight around him and navigated to
her bedroom looking over her shoulder as she did something to his ear with her
tongue that made him stagger a couple of times. When he bumped the door all the
way open, he found there were candles burning in her room as well.
He stopped walking and she raised her head.
“You weren’t kidding about the seduction scene.”
“No more than you’re kidding when you kiss me,” she said
with a smile.
No, he was not kidding when he kissed her, because it had
the same effect on him that it did her. The moment they touched he didn’t want
to stop.
Cooper laid her on the bed and shucked his jeans and
underwear at the same time. She watched him, eyes hungry and mouth slightly
open, as he rolled the second condom onto his cock, as hard as if he hadn’t
already come once that night.
She crab-walked to the middle of the bed and he crawled over
her until she lay back and reached for him. He braced his weight on his elbows
and held her head in his hands, both of them letting out a deep groan as their
bodies reconnected much less urgently, but with no less need.
They found a slow, easy rhythm, rocking their hips to meet
each other, him burying himself just a little deeper with each thrust, the heat
building on itself slowly. They kissed. They watched their bodies coming
together. Her fingers found places on his body that pushed him closer to the edge—his
nipples, his earlobes, the tip of his tailbone.
When urgency got the better of them and he was slamming into
her, her body writhing beneath him, he made sure she came long before he
collapsed on top of her in a sweaty, twitching, thoroughly satisfied heap.
“So are you glad I showed pity on your poor, sad, birthday
party-less ass?” she asked after a moment.
Cooper started to laugh so hard he shook her and the whole
bed with it. He went back up on his elbows and smoothed back the hair stuck to
her face. Her smile made something inside of him, something he wasn’t expecting
to feel, sit up and take notice.
He kissed her lightly and said, “Oh, baby, you have no
idea.”
Chapter Six
Bree had showered, dressed and dried her hair before she
realized there was something off about the sound of her brother working on the
fallen limb in her backyard. Between the noisy bursts of chainsaw she could
hear him talking to someone. She’d just spoken to him on the phone the day
before and she could have sworn he’d told her he would be over by himself
because Patrick was sick.
The buzzing stopped
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