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“You won’t. I need this.”
He considered her for another few seconds, then nodded and rocked his hips back, just as slowly. Siena held on, shuddering with delight at the slick slide of their bodies together at their most sensitive points. She never wanted this to end.
And it didn’t, not for a long time. Cooper showed inhuman self-control. He kept up the same pace, moving so slowly, so steadily, into her and out again, and again, and again, as if he could prolong the moment into eternity. Each time he sank deep, Siena moaned and he grunted. He held there at their deepest joining for a full beat each time before he began his measured retreat.
Then, overcome with the sheerbeautyof making love like this—so slowly, chasing nothing, just reveling in the connection itself—Siena arched up to meet him, and he groaned like he was in pain.
“Despacio,despacio,” he muttered.
He’d never spoken Spanish to her before. Thanks to the song that was pretty close to that word, she knew what it meant, and it was all the sexier because she knew the song. Not to mention the pure sex of his deep, smooth voice whispering Spanish in her ear.
“I don’t ever want to stop,” she gasped as she slid her hands down his back, over the scars where he’d been stabbed in prison, over his ass, feeling the divot of a scar at his hip—a bullet wound. The risks of his life had hurt him many times before now.
“I don’t either.” He nibbled at her bottom lip. “But, baby, slow as we’re going, I’m getting close anyway.”
“I don’t want to come,” she said, and meant it.
Slowing their rhythm even more, he looked down at her. “Huh?”
“I don’t. This feels bigger than an orgasm. I don’t want to chase it. I just want to be right here.”
He chuckled softly. “I get it, but mine’s chasingme.”
The idea of holding him, focusing entirely on him, while he came inside her was about the best thing she could imagine right now. To hold this strong, powerful man, her champion, while he was entirely vulnerable and loving her? Nothing was more romantic than that.
“Don’t hold back. Come. I want to hold you while you come inside me.”
Again, he stared at her. “I don’t know what I did right to get you in my life, but I’m fuckin’ glad I did it.”
“You were just you. That’s all. Kiss me.”
He did. He wrapped her close again and kissed her deeply, but he didn’t change the pace of his body. Still they moved slowly together, their gyrations and surges at half speed, even slower, but his body began to grow taut, his arms began to shake. The tendons in his neck rose up against his inked skin. His breaths shortened, became harsher.
All the while, Siena was nowhere near an orgasm, but it was the best sex she’d ever had in her life. They could not have been more connected, more attuned. She felt his love for her in his every movement, every sound, every breath.
Finally, he broke from her mouth and dropped his head to her shoulder. “God, fuck, god,” he groaned through gritted teeth and went rigid.
They’d been moving so slowly for so long, and Siena was so entirely focused on him, instead of the surging, senseless madness of a climax, she actually felt him throbbing inside her as he released.
She wound him up in her arms and legs and held him until his orgasm was over and his body relaxed. Even then, unwilling to let go, she held on.
Cooper rolled to his side, taking her with him, and wrapped her up just as tightly.
Neither was willing to let go.
