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“You know, the night I left Afghanistan. What we were about to do.”
“Ohhh,” he said, drawing it out. “Fucking. What about it?”
“Are you really going to make me say it?”
“I’m on my way,” he said then ended the call.
What have I done?
I sat up and threw the covers back. After getting out of bed, I rushed to the bathroom. Am I making a mistake? I barely know the man, but that night in Afghanistan had been so special, even if we were interrupted.
As I looked at my reflection in the mirror above the sink, I swished mouthwash back and forth and decided I would have fun with him for a night. After that, we would see where it went.
I’m still young. This is no big thing.
I spit into the sink before washing my hands.
What should I wear? Why did I do this?
I decided to stick with the two-piece pajamas I was wearing. They were soft and comfortable and a bit sexy. Maybe if I unbutton a few buttons…
After baring a bit more of my cleavage, I went around the house, making sure everything was in place. Should I light candles? Start some music? Pour some wine?
I heard the buzzer.
This is it. Calm down and enjoy yourself.
I took a deep breath then pressed the button to open the security door downstairs.
Oh, shit! What if Max calls or decides to come over? I should have gone to his place. For being a past reporter, I really don’t think sometimes…
I walked over to my front door and opened it an inch, hoping Cooper and not Max walked in.
FOURTEEN
Jade
Cooper stood in the hallway. I smiled and stepped back.
“Come inside.”
He moved forward quickly, shutting the door behind him. I stood in my living room with pajamas and no socks on my feet, my heart fluttering as emotions from the past appeared.
Our eyes met as he stepped forward. He put his hands on my waist and pulled me toward him. My soft body pressed against his hard one, the perfect combination for love.
I stood on my toes and kissed him, wanting that warmth and sexual heat from my memories to turn into reality. His reaction told me he wanted the same. He’s so good.
While he unbuttoned my top, I fumbled with his pants. His dick had haunted my dreams many times, and I wanted to touch it again, have it inside me.
As our clothes came off, we kissed as much as possible. Once finished, I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. We didn’t need candles and soft music. This is it.
We kissed more as I walked backward toward my bed. I reached it and sat down on the edge of the mattress, the same way I had in Afghanistan. Will he?
A lustful look fell over his face as he dropped to his knees in front of me. Once again, those strong, thick hands ran over my smooth, silky skin, getting my blood flowing.
He trailed a path down my thigh with his tongue. I knew its eventual destination, and I couldn’t wait. The closer he got to my pussy, the faster my heart beat.
His tongue made contact. I ran my fingers through his hair as he explored every inch of my tender,
