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“Yes.” It comes out as a breathy whisper.
“You’re sure?”
He takes a step, then another, crowding me until my back hits the wall by his desk. The photo of the three of us is right by my shoulder. His brown eyes burn into me as he plants a hand on the wall. The ache I felt when we were in this position before throbs between my legs. Swallowing, I nod, not trusting myself to speak and give away the effect he’s having on me.
“Yeah?” Cooper touches my jaw, guiding my face up. He lowers his head, hovering his mouth over mine. My heart beats a million miles a minute at the sensation of his breath ghosting over my lips. “Why me, baby?”
EIGHT
COOPER
The promise I made is far from my mind right now. All I’m able to focus on is the hitch in Tatum’s breath, the sweet coconut and lime scent from her favorite shampoo, my hoodie engulfing her, the way her blue eyes widen and fall to my mouth at my husky words while I crowd her.
She’s so responsive and I haven’t even done anything to her yet. Every thought running through my head is hot and filthy. I give in to touching her a little, caressing her neck lightly. It makes her lashes flutter and I eat up her reaction, fixated on the bloom of color in her cheeks.
I want it to be you.
Those words still won’t leave my head. I have to know.
“Why me?” I repeat while dragging my knuckles back up her neck.
“Because I trust you,” she murmurs. It stirs pride in me. She lifts a hand, hesitating for a moment before placing it on my chest, right over my heart. “And you’re…experienced. You know what you’re doing.”
A laugh puffs out of me. She isn’t wrong, I guess.
The things I want to do to her…
Every fantasy I’ve ever secretly had starring her now has the chance to become a reality.
If I’m going to have a taste of the girl who’s always been off-limits, I’m not wasting it. I’ll savor it. Take it slow.
Leaning back to give Tatum room to breathe, I rub my jaw. She sways toward me, confusion clouding her pretty features.
“I’ve never been anyone’s first,” I admit.
Surprise overtakes her confusion when her lips part. “Seriously? I’m shocked. There are always girls around you. I thought…”
I shrug. “Doesn’t mean I’m some virginity killer.”
A laugh bubbles out of her. She tucks her hair behind her ear and rakes her teeth over her lip.
“If I’m agreeing to this crazy plan, I’ve got some ground rules.”
“Okay.” Her eyes go wide, lighting up with triumph. “How do you want to do this?” She toys with the zipper of the hoodie again—my hoodie. I like the look of her in my clothes. “Should we take our clothes off now?”
So eager. My hand flexes to keep from grabbing her. Her eyes flare with desire at the pop of veins in my forearm and the back of my hand.
The idea of being her first is driving me wild. First to touch her, first to see what makes her gasp and arch her back, first to taste her pussy. Shit, my cock is hard as steel picturing all the ways to make her come apart for me.
Always bold, Tatum skirts around me, making sure my attention is all hers as she backs towards the bed. The zipper drags down in a torturously slow tease until it reveals a line of skin from her collar bone to the elastic waistband of her sleep shorts interrupted by a glimpse of her purple lace bra. My throat bobs with my thick swallow.
This is definitely one of my fantasies come to life, her wearing my hoodie and not much else, stripping for me. Need burns through me to find out what kind of panties she has on, whether they’re a thong or the kind that offer an enticing peek of ass.
She sits on the bed, gaze darting away from mine to see my erection tenting my sweatpants. A flicker of nerves has her rolling her lips between her teeth. “How do you want me?”
I won’t jump straight into sex. “We’re not doing anything tonight.”
“What?” She frowns, checking my groin again as if she’s making sure it’s not an illusion. “You seem ready. I’m ready. I want to get it over with so we can get to learning the good stuff.”
