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“The fuck you doing here?” he practically shouted at her. A half-full bottle of whiskey dangled from the hand resting on the top of the door frame. Shirtless, he wore only a pair of charcoal sweat pants. The damn things hung low enough to expose a healthy portion of the V she had dreams about licking. That was one dream she needed to turn into a reality. Tonight.
“I…” Jesus, it was like she swallowed her tongue at the sexy sight of him.
He huffed out a laugh. “Asked you a question, Shell.”
She forced her gaze to leave his mouth-watering body and met his none-too-welcoming stare. “Maverick texted me. Said you might be up for some company.”
He took a swig from the bottle. “Meddling motherfucker.”
“Huh?” What had he said? She was too distracted by the flex and play of his throat as he swallowed. “Uh,” she cleared her throat. “You gonna let me in?”
“I’m shit company tonight, Shell. Just go on home, and I’ll call you tomorrow.”
With a snort, she slipped under his arm and into his room. “I don’t think so.”
Copper spun, bottle in hand and stalked toward her. She stepped back until she hit the wall opposite the door. His forearms landed above her head, boxing her in. The damn man loved to hover over her. Sometimes she wished she could grow a foot just so she could be on even footing with him when he was pissed at her. Being a full thirteen inches smaller was such a disadvantage. Not that she ever felt threatened by him, but it would be nice to eliminate his ability to loom.
“What exactly is it that you think you’re going to do for me?”
Heat poured off his naked torso. Shell had to clench her fists to keep from stripping and rubbing her breasts all over that hard chest of his. “Whatever it is you need from me.” She let her gaze roam his body once again. “Mav mentioned something about soft and sweet.”
Copper set the bottle on a nightstand within reach. With his now empty hand, he traced the curved collar of her T-shirt then circled her slender neck. The fingers squeezed, not hard, just exerting enough pressure to remind her he had the upper hand. Like she could ever forget who and what he was. It was why she loved him.
“And if soft and sweet is the last thing I need tonight?” Copper asked.
She swallowed, feeling the muscles of her throat ripple under his unyielding grip. “Then take what you do need. I’ll do anything for you, Copper. Everything for you.” Even pretend for a time that this relationship had long-term potential. Pretend there wasn’t a ticking time bomb counting rapidly down to a destructive blast.
“And if I want to take you so hard your legs give out and your pussy aches for a week?” He breathed the words against her ear sending shivers through her.
The pussy in reference clenched at the promise of what was to come. Maybe he needed more than her words. Perhaps he needed to see how willing she was to submit to anything he asked of her.
She took a step back, and he immediately released her neck, probably assuming she was pulling the plug. Instead, she slid her fingers into her panties. His emerald gaze followed the movement like a hawk tracking a rabbit. When she drew her hand back out, her fingers glistened, coated in her arousal. “What do you think?” she asked, holding her hand up.
He grabbed her wrist, nostrils flaring as he inhaled her scent. Then he licked the seam between her second and third fingers, cleaning them of her juices.
Holy shit, that was some powerfully sexy stuff right there.
“Strip,” he ordered as his own hands went to the waistband of his sweats.
She was about to work on her jeans when he lowered his pants. Having gone commando yet again, his cock bobbed out, hard as a lead pipe.
Her mouth and pussy watered at the same time.
Damn, that thing felt so good inside her and knowing she’d have it soon nearly made her jump for joy.
“Shell!”
Oh right.
His bark had her whipping into action and scrambling to shed her clothes. Once they were both fully nude, Copper strode toward her again. His large hands landed on her waist and the next thing she knew, she was moving through the air only to have her ass land on Copper’s dresser.
Mouth grim and eyes smoldering, he worked the rubber band out of her hair, releasing the messy bun that was part of her mom uniform. Once the strands were unbound, he sank his fingers into her hair and gripped a healthy handful. With full control over her head, he tipped her chin back until her entire neck was exposed to him.
“Like fucking silk,” he said against her ear. “And if I want to fuck you over and over? Fill you with so much cum, it leaks out of you all night long?”
