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“Everything. I want to know everything.”
“Everything?” His tone darkens and he wraps me in his arms, our bodies pressing together.
“Yes, everything,” I whisper boldly, yearning to be that girl who throws caution to the wind, like Allie was in The Notebook.
“To do that you’re going to have to let go for once.”
“I don’t know how.”
“You do, but don’t worry, I’ll show you how. Are you willing to let go with me, Arden?”
No hesitation, I nod once. That’s all it takes for our lips to crash together.
Fourteen
Kissing Cooper King in the ocean is by far the hottest thing I’ve ever done. He knows what he’s doing, his mouth moving against mine in an expert give-and-take. I wrap my legs around his torso and his fingers dig into my ass. My mind drifts away with the surf, passion taking over as we explore each other’s mouths. My hands are wrapped around his head, fingers threading into his hair, digging into his scalp the same way he’s digging his own fingers into me.
I am a different person, a new Arden. I like her. And I really like him.
He pulls back for a second, searching my eyes. “This is okay?”
I can’t believe I’m doing this with Cooper of all people, but I wiggle in closer. “More than okay.” And then I’m kissing him again.
There are wet kisses, and then there are ocean-wet kisses. The water splashes up all around our bodies, covering us time and again with spray as we kiss and kiss and kiss.
But it’s not enough for me, and I’m sure it’s not enough for him either.
I break away. “Promise you’re not using me?”
“Promise.” His voice cracks earnestly.
Somehow, I believe him, and maybe that’s naive but I don’t care.
“Take me to your bedroom?” I mean it as a question, but it comes out as a plea. I’m begging for this, but I think he is too.
His eyes darken and he kisses me again, murmuring his approval against my mouth. Then we break apart and run back to the beach. I don’t think I’ve ever packed my bag as quickly as I do now.
He stops me at the bottom of the stairs to kiss me again and I almost ask him to strip me right here but we’re in public, and while there’s nobody close by, I know they’re out there. I’m ready to have sex, but in a bed and in private.
We hurry up the brutal stairs and then on into the house. I’m nervous, the anticipation icing my veins, but I’m not going to stop this. I thought I wanted to love someone before I had sex with them, but I’ve revoked that opinion. It’s not that I want to get it over with, it’s that my body is clearly ready and I don’t want to make a big fuss out of it anymore.
Ethan wouldn’t have turned me down if I wasn’t a virgin. Things would’ve gone further in that pool. And I’m suddenly certain that things are going to be the same when I get to college, more rejection from guys who don’t want a virgin. It’s ridiculous and unfair but I don’t claim to understand the inner workings of the male psyche.
I may not trust Cooper to save me from the ocean, but I trust him with my body. He knows what to do. He’ll make sure it feels good, that I enjoy every minute of what we’re about to do.
We make it all the way upstairs without anyone seeing us. Camilla is gone for the night and I haven’t seen Ethan much since he started avoiding me. Cooper swings open his door and we stumble inside the room. He pushes me back up against the door to close it and we’re kissing like we’re a wildfire and need each other to keep burning.
His hands are everywhere and so are mine, what little clothing we’re wearing quickly stripped away. He’s already seen me naked but this is so much different. That was an accident. This is a choice.
I’m down to just my panties when he takes my breast into his warm mouth, his tongue circling my nipple. Pleasure zings and I gasp on the sensation.
“You like that?” He pulls away and palms his erection. I let myself look, taking in his impressive length. I’m a virgin but I’m not totally clueless when it comes to this stuff. Still, I’ve never seen a naked man, not like this. It makes me nervous again.
But I nod anyway. Because I do like it. I like all of it.
He takes my hand, wrapping it around his cock. Our bodies are still freezing from the water but he’s all heat down there. Thick and warm and ready. So I kiss him again, stroking him as we make out. He groans in my mouth and bucks against my hand. His tip is wet and I’m practically soaking.
I feel powerful—I never knew it would make me feel this powerful.
