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When he started to sit up as if to reverse their roles with him on top, she set her hand on his chest, stopping him. “No. I just…I have no idea if I like it or not. I’ve never…” She bit her lip when she met his gaze. “You really don’t mind if we try it this way?”
He gawked at her before he threw his head back and roared with laughter. “Are you kidding me?” Then he cleared his throat and tried to settle himself. “Well, let me think here. You’re asking if I’d mind lying back and doing nothing whatsoever while I watch your breasts bounce up and down as you rock my world. Hmm. Let’s contemplate this. No, you’re right. That would be…awful.”
When he teased her, saying it that way, she realized how silly her question sounded. Jo Ellen flushed and pinched his shoulder. “You just gotta be a comedian about it, don’t you?” Even though she grumbled the words, her body ignited with anticipation.
She was going to get to feel what being on top was like. Travis had never wanted her on top. He’d always wanted total control. In fact, he had hated it when she tried touching him while they were in the midst of the act. And if a moan slipped out, he was utterly disgusted.
But with Cooper’s bantering and that aroused gleam lighting his gaze, she had to wonder if he’d let her caress his taut, golden flesh however she desired, whenever and wherever she pleased. Would he mind if any noises escaped her?
She had a feeling he wouldn’t.
Empowered, curious and eager to uncover some answers, she ran her hands up his chest and taunted, “Well, maybe I’ll face away from you while I ride you so you can’t see my breasts bounce. What then, smarty pants?”
Instead of letting on a fake pout as she assumed he would, Cooper gulped, his gaze brightening with interest. Warm hands slipping around her waist, he cupped her bottom with both palms and squeezed her cheeks lightly through her cotton underwear. “Then I get to watch this sweet little tush move up and down on my—”
Her mouth falling open with shock, Jo Ellen slapped her hand over his mouth. Above her fingers, his eyes heated and he kissed the insides of her palm.
Heat speared through her. She swallowed, rattled by the powerful sensation. “My God. You really don’t mind if I’m on top at all, do you?”
This time, his laugh was incredulous. Grasping her fingers, he removed them gently from his mouth. “Of course I don’t mind. Why would I mind?”
She shook her head, suddenly unable to come up with a good answer without bringing Travis Untermeyer into the conversation, which she refused to do.
His gaze softened as if he understood. “Jo Ellen.” His fingers grazed through her hair in the softest caress. “As long as you’re doing it with me, I won’t mind anything you want to try. In fact, I can pretty much guarantee you I’ll love it.”
She pulled in a heavy breath when he continued to hold her stare. “Well…” She ex
haled. “In that case, I want to strip off all your clothes, one piece at a time so I can see every inch of you revealed slowly and thoroughly. Then, I want to explore you, touch and lick each little thing I deem interesting. When you can’t take any more of that without begging for mercy, I want to climb onto your lap, take you into my body, and ride you both backward and forward until you make us explode like you did last night. And I want you to lay there without stopping me, letting me do it all without a word of complaint.” She cocked her eyebrow, challenging him. “What do you think of that plan, farm boy?”
His mouth moved, yet only a croak escaped. After a second attempt, he licked his lips and rasped, “I think I just came.”
* * * *
“What’re you thinking?”
Cooper opened his eyes as Jo Ellen asked the question; he gave a loose grin, glad she cared to know. Tucked up against him with her back to his chest and her bottom snuggled tight against his lap, she rested her head on his bicep as she idly drew patterns along his arm. He loved every second of her touch.
“Mmm,” was his initial, muffled response before he lifted his face from her shoulder and licked his lips to wet them. “I’m thinking I have to dedicate this spot to you. It will now and forever more be called Jo Ellen’s orchard. I may even spray paint your name on a tree with John Deere green.”
Instead of smiling and thanking him, she twisted her neck around to send him a frown. “But I thought this was your mom and dad’s special place?”
He gave a snort. “Yeah, real special.”
Immediately Jo Ellen sat up and whirled to face him completely. “Okay, that’s it,” she said, positioning herself to sit Indian style as if ready for a long heart-to-heart. “What in the world is going on between you and your mother?”
With a groan, he flopped onto his back and consulted the dark sky. He didn’t want to talk about that. “That’s another discussion for another time.”
“No. I want to know what happened. You love your mother, Cooper. I have never seen a guy so dedicated—”
“Stop,” he rasped, his voice hoarse with pain and regret. “I…it…God.” He thunked the back of his head onto the ground, once, twice. She was going to make him talk, wasn’t she?
Jo Ellen reached out, touched his arm, and he was a goner. It all spilled out.
“Last month,” he started regretfully, “I was helping her box up all of Dad’s old stuff because, well, we both know he’s never coming home to use them again.”
Gaze softening with pity, Jo Ellen began to stroke his bicep. Only feeling worse, he closed his eyes, trying to steel himself against her soothing comfort. “While I was helping her, I found a letter.”
When he didn’t continue, Jo Ellen softly said, “Okay. What did the letter say?”
