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COOPER
For one blazing second, we froze, simply staring at each other. Farrah’s palm fell to my chest. I knew she could feel the rapid beat of my heart. I lifted a hand, sliding my fingers through her silky soft hair and letting my palm slip down to rest on the side of her neck.
I could feel the wild thrum of her pulse just along the base of my thumb. She swallowed, the sound audible in the quiet space of her kitchen. Then she bit her bottom lip again, her teeth catching on the plush surface. Her lashes swept down, and I heard the sound of her breath hitch in the back of her throat. That barely-there sound sent another fiery sizzle of electricity straight to my balls. I ached with need for her.
When her teeth released her bottom lip, I dipped my head and brushed my lips over hers, the soft, glancing touch hardly anything. Yeteverythingwith Farrah — every touch, every look, every second in her presence — was imbued with an intense sense of connection twined within fierce desire.
I felt the rise of her breath as her soft curves pressed against me. “Cooper,” she gasped. The hint of a plea laced my name.
“Yes?”
“Kiss me, please.” This time, her voice was still a whisper, but that whisper was a clear order.
It was a given that I was going to kiss her. The only thing up in the air was just how far it would go from the starting point.
“As you wish,” I murmured against her lips before claiming her mouth.
Untrammeled need pounded through me. Farrah let out a little sigh into our kiss as her mouth opened underneath mine. I stepped closer, sliding my hand down the side of her neck, over her shoulder, and in a sweeping pass along her spine. My palm came to rest at the sweet dip of her waist. My fingers splayed over the curve of her bottom as I pulled her closer.
I let out a growl just as she let out a whimper. Our tongues tangled, and our kiss went wild. She smelled sweet, almost like sugar with a hint of vanilla. She sighed again, and I couldn’t get enough. I breathed her in, taking deep sips of her, savoring the way she kissed me boldly as if she’d thrown her restraint away in the wind.
I lost all sense of time, having no idea how long our kiss lasted. We broke apart abruptly, both of us sucking in deep gulps of air. We stared at each other. Her lips were parted as she breathed rapidly.
We were plastered together, and I didn’t want even a centimeter to separate us. Yet I needed more; I wanted more; I wanted more of Farrah than I wanted air. I couldn’t even think. Everything that drove me was instinct and raw need. I stepped back just enough to glance down.
Another moment later, I shoved her jacket off her shoulders. It fell to the floor in a rumple behind her as I rasped, “I need to see you.”
I tugged roughly at the buttons on her blouse, swearing and then shifting gears as I turned. I slid my hands down over the sweet curves of her hips and lifted her onto the counter. Her knees splayed open, and I stepped between them. For a moment, I rested my palms flat on the counter and looked into her dark-green gaze.
“You can tell me to stop at any point.”
She blinked, the tinge of pink on her cheeks deepening. She shook her head. “I don’t want you to stop. I don’t want us to stop. Not yet.”
She lifted her hands to her blouse, deftly unbuttoning it. My cock swelled to the point of pain when her blouse fell open. I discovered she was wearing this lacy concoction of a bra, leaving her pink nipples visible through the creamy white lace. She reached between us, her palm stroking over the hard length of my cock through my jeans, sending a shot of blood arrowing there.
I gritted my teeth. “Fuck,” I groaned, need lashing through me.
Dipping my head, I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, savoring the way she cried out sharply. Her fingers speared into my hair as I sucked lightly, dampening the lace over her nipple.
A second later, we were kissing again as I pulled her to the edge of the counter until my cock nestled in the cradle of her hips. I could feel the heat of her arousal there.
I couldn’t get enough of Farrah—of the sweet taste of her mouth, of her scent, of the way she kissed with abandon, of her tongue tangling with mine. Nothing felt orchestrated. Everything felt like a wild rush, the breaking of a dam in spring.
She wore these soft, stretchy leggings. My hand slid from the plump weight of her breast over the soft curve of her belly, behind her waistband, and between her thighs, finding the silk of her panties wet. Pushing them to the side, I delved into her slippery core, feeling a surge of gratification at the way she let out a needy whimper when she broke free from my mouth. Her lips parted, and I watched her as I sank one finger and then another inside her rippling, clenching channel.
Her breath came in shallow pants as she rocked into my touch. Her eyes fell closed, lifting slowly when I said, “I need to see you.”
It was maybe not even a minute when I felt her begin to tighten around my fingers. I finally teased my thumb over the swollen bud of her clit. She cried out sharply, and I held her against me. She shuddered and trembled around me.
I was startled at how giving her this pleasure waseverythingI wanted at this moment. Oh, I wouldn’t deny I might’ve sold my very soul to bury myself in her slick heat, to fuse myself with her. But this,herpleasure, was all I wanted just now. I wanted to savor it. I wanted to wait for more because then it would be all that muchmore.
ChapterTwelve
FARRAH
My head was tucked into the curve of Cooper’s neck, and I breathed him in. He smelled earthy and musky with a hint of crisp, cool air. I could’ve breathed him in forever.
At this moment, I needed to gather myself. I had flown apart in his arms and come all over his fingers. I hadn’t even meant to kiss him. In fact, I’d been telling myself for days that I shouldn’t kiss him again. Somehow, I knew it was risky, more risky than anything for me, for my heart, for the vulnerability I kept hidden away.
