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In fact, when it came to one Michelle Ward, his thoughts had been downright filthy.
HE’S DRUNK. HE’S drunk. He drunk.
Maybe if Shell repeated it to herself enough times, it’d sink in and tomorrow when he regretted this incident and returned to the unspoken no-touching rule he stuck to when it came to her, she wouldn’t feel the crushing weight of disappointment and heartache.
“Relax, babe, I’m just saying thank you.” The words were spoken directly against her ear. Soft fur from his beard tickled the outer rim of her ear making her shiver as her body went haywire. Hardened nipples, aching pussy, restless yearning, the works. All things she should be accustomed to after years of unrequited lust for the man holding her, but now that their bodies were pressed together, the need grew so much sharper.
“I-I was happy to do this for you. Forty is a big one.” She shrugged. “I’d have done it for any of your brothers.” And that was true, though she always put a little extra care and thought into the things she did for Copper.
She was just that pathetic.
“Know you would have, doll. In fact, I have a suspicion this was as much for all of them as it was for me.” The words were spoken gruffly, and if she didn’t know better, she’d almost say he sounded disgruntled by the idea that she cared for his brothers as much as him. That little lie would stay behind her lips until the day she died. As he spoke, he brushed her hair to the side, exposing her neck. Then he nuzzled his nose right under her ear, and her breath hitched. “You smell good.” The rough pad of his finger scraping along her sensitive neck followed by his tickling beard had her sex clenching almost painfully.
Please end the torture.
Though she should, she’d never possess the strength to end it herself.
“W-what do you mean about this being for all of them?” She focused on her girlfriends dancing in the middle of the room. Each one of them looked smokin’ hot. They all seemed to be having a fabulous time letting loose with their men.
“The club needed this. Needed to have fun, blow off some serious steam. You know I don’t give a shit about strippers. That’s all for them. You knew they needed this and you’re amazing.”
Even drunk as a skunk, the man was no fool. And his compliments were going to ruin her as fast as his touch. “Well, the club’s had a hard time lately. But all that’s over. The family deserves some fun.” She tried to scoot forward, but the effort was fruitless. Copper’s hold was unbreakable.
“That’s exactly what I’m talking about. You notice what we need and make sure we have it. Like I said, you’re amazing. And you look fucking gorgeous tonight.” He pressed a kiss to her neck and her eyes filled with tears. Squeezing them closed, she prayed none would escape. There was one reason and one reason only for his behavior.
Alcohol.
Part of her wanted to say fuck it and soak up every ounce of his affection, but tomorrow, when things returned to normal she’d be crushed. And she’d been crushed too many times in her life to endure another smashing.
“Uh, thanks.”
Again, his lips touched her neck, and this time she couldn’t keep from squirming on his lap as her pussy gushed with wetness. Shit. Could he tell? Feel it? Smell it?
Something was affecting him because a hard ridge rose against her bottom. Somehow, she had to ignore it. Somehow, she had to control her breathing. Somehow, she had to resist the urge to spin on his lap and grind down on his erection until she drove him so crazy he had no choice but to shove her dress up and drive into her.
Ha. Her imagination had always been active.
“So, uh, I know a secret.” Time for a distraction. Something to take his mind off her and get her mind out of the gutter.
Giving her a squeeze, he said, “Oh yeah? What is it?” His huge forearm rested directly under her breasts, with his large palm splayed out along her ribcage. God, he was so strong. She wanted him to use every ounce of that strength on her. How many times had she fantasized about his giant form hovering over her, pounding into her, dominating her, controlling her? She wanted to feel it and wear the marks as evidence of his power and claiming.
Shit, maybe she’d had too much to drink as well.
“Izzy is pregnant,” she blurted out. Normally, she’d die before sharing a sister’s secret, but Copper wouldn’t remember it in the morning, so it was safe to break girl code this one time.
“No shit?” He threw his head back and laughed, removing his arm from her waist.
Mission accomplished.
