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“Tell me,” I breathe.

“I want to slide my tongue along your pussy, fuck you with my mouth, and tease you till you come all over my face. I want to drown in you. I want to watch you ride my fingers as they plunge deep inside you.”

“Coop,” I plead, needing him, needing anything before I come from his words and deep, raspy voice alone. Cooper was always more vocal with these things when we were younger, but this version of Cooper—holy fucking shit. I thought men like this only existed in romance novels and porn.

“I need to be inside you, but first, I just need one taste.” He bends down and lazily drags his tongue through my wetness. I arch my back, craving more. Another lick and my body is ready to explode. Cooper circles my clit with his tongue.

“You taste better than I fucking remember,” he says against my skin before diving back for another taste. The vibrations of his humming against my clit are my undoing.

“Cooper, I’m going to—” I press my palm against the back of his head, threading my fingers through his hair. “Don’t stop, please,” I beg.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” As soon as he slips two fingers inside me, I explode, panting his name breathlessly. It’s been too long since I’ve orgasmed at the hand of someone else or something that isn’t a toy.

Coop lifts his head, lips glistening with my release, and settles his body between my legs. When he kisses me, I taste myself on his lips.

My body needs more, but Cooper savors our kisses. When he kisses the skin on my neck, I know there is no way he can’t feel my pulse beating against his tongue.

“I need to be inside you, Riles. Do you have a condom?”

Fuck.It’s like jumping in a pool of ice water. A condom.

I shake my head. To be honest, I’ve only ever been with Cooper.

“Shit,” he mutters, dropping his head to the groove of my neck. “I hadn’t planned on this, so I don’t have one.”

Just as I’m about to say screw it, fuck me bare, that’s not what my brain comes up with. “Austin,” I shout.

Cooper’s head lifts quickly, and he narrows his eyes at me. “Umm, babe, we’re going to have a talk later about you mentioning other men’s names when we’re naked.”

It’s my turn to scowl. “No, go into his room. Top drawer in the nightstand on the right side of the bed.”

“Stay there,” he growls before kissing me breathlessly.

He hops off the bed, cock still hard as fuck, and opens the door.

My body is needy, and just before we realized we didn’t have anything, I was on the cusp of coming apart again. My fingers trail between my breasts and lower until my fingertips graze my clit. I dip two fingers inside, gathering the wetness left behind from my last orgasm, and begin making circular motions on my clit, building my release back up.

Cooper’s labored breathing fills the room. I was so focused on how good it felt I hadn’t even realized he had returned and is leaning on the bed with one knee perched up. I keep moving against my clit as I watch one of his powerful hands grip his shaft and take slow and steady strokes. His eyes focus on where my fingers dip back inside me.

His free hand grabs my wrist, halting my movement. He brings my fingers to his lips and sucks my juices from my skin. The vibrations of his hum of approval send shivers down my spine.

“I’m torn between wanting to watch you continue and being inside you. But I think right now, the latter wins. But don’t worry—I’m going to watch you get yourself off again over and over.”

He holds up a strip of condoms, tearing one square from the bunch and tossing the others on my nightstand. Cooper tears the package with his teeth and sheaths his cock before settling back between my spread thighs.

My body suddenly tenses as his cock weighs heavily against my clit.

“What’s wrong?” Cooper pushes a stray hair off my forehead.

I shake my head, wanting to erase the thoughts that picked the worst time to pop up in my brain. “It’s nothing.”

Reaching down, I wrap my fingers around Cooper’s erection and line him up to my entrance, but he grips my wrist and pins it above my head.

“It’s not nothing. Talk to me.” His voice is so firm that I know this could go two ways, and neither will end with his dick inside me unless I’m honest with him.

“It’s just—” I bring my bottom lip between my teeth, feeling self-conscious as hell and stupid suddenly. “You’re the only one person I’ve ever been with, Coop. What if—what if I’m nothing compared to those other women? I saw the ones photographed with you. They’re gorgeous, and I’m just me.”

His palm covers my mouth to keep me from continuing.

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