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Like he did last night.

I lie on top of my bed in his old t-shirt, wishing it still smelled like him, knowing this is it and trying not to cry as my heart fractures further.

It’s not long before the door cracks open and his eyes lock with mine. I nod my head and Coop slips inside. His gray suit coat is thrown on the chair, and we don’t speak. We don’t need to. We both know what this is.

Cooper’s hands skate over my skin as he lifts my shirt gently over my head, and I fumble with the buttons on his shirt. I’m not as gentle when I rip his white dress shirt from his muscled chest, desperate to feel his skin against mine.

He lifts me from my feet, and my legs lock around his waist. “Coop...”

“Shh, baby. I’ve got you.” His lips graze mine, and my skin pulses at the electricity coursing through it. “I’ve always got you, Carys. Always.”

I yank his belt from his pants, then shove them and his boxers down his legs.

His big body covers mine until our hearts beat in sync, and I fall a little deeper. I take him in my hand and rub the thick head of his dick against my soaking wet entrance. We both moan as he pushes inside me, and pleasure courses through my veins.

“I need you,” I cry against his mouth as my hips cradle him to me. “Oh, God.”

He drives his hips against mine in slow, deep, loving strokes.

Worshipping me.

Whispering every word I ever needed to hear. And breaking any final remnant of my heart that was still intact before tonight.

His lips are a velvety caress against the skin of my throat as his hands wrap around me, and he sits us both up, never losing our connection.

My legs stay circled around his waist as he holds me impossibly close.

We move as one.

So different from all the other times I’ve been with this man, and I lose myself in him.

I crest on a silent sob as hot come fills me and shatters my soul.

We don’t talk afterward.

Cooper holds me in his arms and doesn’t act like he knows I cry myself silently to sleep.

* * *

I know I’m alone before I open my eyes. My hand smooths over the cool sheets in search of Cooper, but he’s not here.

Why would he be? We both knew what last night was, didn’t we?

A quick glance at the clock on the bedside table tells me just how early it is.

I didn’t want to close my eyes last night. I tried to stay awake, to savor the moment in his arms. My last time with the man who’s owned my heart since I was fifteen.

I knew the morning would bring an end to us.

To everything.

But I don’t see any other way, and I’ve tried.

He’s catching a flight back to Coronado today, so he can fly out for his deployment this week. This will be the last time I see him like this. The last time I’ll have any claim to him.

I gaze through the window at the dark ocean and know exactly where he is.

And as much as the guys love him, no one was waking up for sunrise surfing today but Cooper.

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