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I hear the door open and watch Piper race to the front door to see who’s here. I look up at the sunburst clock in my living room, noting that it’s nine o’clock, and get up off the couch to greet my man.
Walking around the couch and into the hallway, I watch as Cooper greets Piper on bended knee. Her tail swishes back and forth as he rubs her face and talks to her with the cutest puppy dog voice. I’m pretty sure my ovaries are bursting watching this hulk of a man in a police uniform cuddle with his dog.
As soon as I have that thought, Cooper looks up at me with a smolder hot enough to bake cookies with. Damn, I am one lucky woman. I feel like fanning my face.
“Keep lookin’ at me like that, sweetheart, and you’ll be over my shoulder and naked in about point two seconds.”
Oof. I’m actually fanning my face now while a blush creeps up my chest and into my cheeks. Cooper stands up and comes to me. He places his hand on my face and gently rubs his thumb across my heated cheeks. “I love when you blush like this,” he says in a soft voice. I’m never quite sure what to do when he looks at me like that, so I just smile and feel my heart grow even more full.
“Are you hungry? There’s pizza left, and I promise there aren’t any olives on it,” I ask, making him laugh.
“I know it’s still early, but I honestly just want to go to bed.”
Scanning his face, I see the tightness behind his eyes, the lines marring his forehead, and I know tonight wasn’t just a late night at work. Tonight affected him in a deep and more than likely lasting way.
I nod my head, “You go up, and I’ll turn everything off down here.” I reach up and kiss him with all of the love I feel but haven’t said. Wanting him to know that I’ll be here for him always.
As Cooper goes upstairs, I walk around locking the doors and turning off the lights. He hasn’t been super open with details about the investigation, trying to protect me I’m sure, but on the nights he struggles, he usually opens up about some of it.
He once told me he sometimes sees my face as the victim because I look a little like her, and he worries it could be me one day. He’s been a lot more concerned about my safety because of it, and as much as it can be annoying sometimes, I don’t mind since I know it comes from a good place. There’s also a healthy dose of fear in me knowing how she was murdered. The cruel things that happened would be a nightmare, so I don’t mind when he puts extra cameras up at my house and the store.
I get everything turned off and locked and head upstairs into my bedroom. The lamp on my nightstand is on, and I can hear the shower in the bathroom running. I stand in the doorway for a bit and marvel at the sexiness standing before me.
If I thought Cooper loving on Piper was hot, that has nothing on a naked and wet Cooper. He’s turned away from me, looking at the showerhead; the water sluices down the muscles in his shoulders and back, highlighting all of the bumps and ridges.
“You gonna join me or keep ogling?” Cooper asks without turning around, making me giggle.
“I’m seriously enjoying the view right now, but I’ll happily join.”
I quickly take off my clothes and open the doors to get in behind him. He looks over his shoulder, and I watch his eyes turn liquid gold with desire. Wrapping my arms around him, I put my face on his back and breathe. The scent of water and Cooper fills my lungs, and I let it run through me, shoring up the cracks I didn’t know were there until he helped to fix them.
He turns around in my arms and grabs my face, lifting it to his mouth so he can explore me the way he always does no matter where we are or how long or short the kiss is. I feel myself ease into it and open myself to him. Giving everything I have so he knows I’m his and always will be.
He pushes me against the back wall of the shower, making me gasp at the chilliness. Cooper takes advantage, and his tongue darts into my mouth in a sensual slide. His hands are everywhere, stopping only for a few seconds until he moves on. A desperate noise escapes my throat, making Cooper chuckle.
“Are you torturing me on purpose?” I ask while his mouth traces my jaw, underneath the lobe of my ear, and down my neck. His tongue traces the path of my collarbone, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never been this turned on in my life.
“Not torturing, worshipping,” he says against my skin, dragging his nose down between my breasts and across the peak of my left nipple. He sucks the taut bud into his mouth, and I think I levitate off the ground.
I feel him smile as he moves to the other nipple, again, never staying in one spot for too long. It’s both maddening and so freaking hot. My hands go into his hair as he drops lower, running his tongue from one hip bone to the other and then up around my belly button. My hips move on their own, trying to direct him lower, but he’s determined to go at his own pace.
Steam billows around us as one hand settles on my hip and the other throws my leg over his shoulder. His nose traces my sex, and I think I growl. I’m so completely out of my mind I’m not even sure what’s happening right now.
His tongue swipes across my slit, and my hands tighten in his hair.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he rasps.
He keeps the pressure on my clit, flicking and licking when I feel a finger sliding into my opening, and then quickly, a second joins the first. My orgasm is building, so close to the precipice, just waiting to fall over when he suddenly stops, ripping a disheartened moan from my lips.
I barely have time to open my eyes to figure out what’s going on before I’m lifted into Cooper’s arms and slammed down onto his cock.
“Oh fuck,” he grits, while I scream, “Yes,” simultaneously. After the first night, we decided to forego condoms since I’m on birth control and we were both clean.
His thrusts are hard, possessive, and rugged as we’re both taken somewhere I’m not sure we’ve ever been over these past few weeks.
I can feel my insides quicken, and if I had my wits about me, I’d say something, but all I can focus on is the intense slide of his cock deep inside me. Pushing me higher and higher until I’m not sure I’m going to survive the fall.
“Go over, Quinn, I’ve got you,” Cooper grates out, and his words remind me that even though this is the roughest he’s ever been with me, he’s still the man I love, and I’m sent over.
