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“Ouch,” she groaned when she hit herself in the head with her cast. I held her still, my cock pulsing inside her, wondering if the moment was ruined. “Sexiest thing ever, right?” she said with a grin.
I took a deep breath, pulling her hips toward me while my eyes trailed her body. “There’s no one sexier, Ali,” I murmured, wishing I could take her hard, but still so afraid of hurting her. Just the idea that I was inside her warm wetness nearly had me ready to lose it. Instead, I focused on her, spreading her open with my fingers so I could pinch her clit while I eased in and out.
“Oh, God,” she groaned, trying to move against me, but I kept her still with the hand still on her hip.
“Not so fast, baby.”
“I need it fast,” she whined. “Fast and hard.”
“We’ll get there.” I rolled my hips and pulled out, falling again to my knees. Pinching her clit between two fingers, I thrust two from my other hand into her warm channel and curled them toward me. “Come on, baby. Let me see how you look when you fall apart.” Moments later, she cried out, her head thrashing from side to side. I looked down at my unsheathed cock, realizing how close I’d been to coming inside her.
“Get all the way up on the bed, baby,” I said, gingerly helping her move.
“Cope?” she called out when I walked into the bathroom.
“Almost forgot this,” I said, holding up a foil packet when I came back to lie beside her.
Ali’s eyes were wide as I rolled the condom on my length. I grabbed a pillow, put it under her hips, and spread her legs open. I eased back into her and held her hips like I had before.
“I want you to be still. Lie there and take all the pleasure I have to give you.”
Ali groaned and arched her neck when I thrust into her again and again.
“Look at me,” I demanded when I knew I wouldn’t last any longer. I came, staring into Ali’s ocean eyes, wondering if she had any idea how much she’d come to mean to me in such a short amount of time.
15
ALI
Iwas sore. So sore. Every inch of my body ached when I opened my eyes and saw the sun was shining. It was dawn when we finally gave in to sleep.
Cope had rolled me to my side and nestled my back to his front. “Sleep, baby,” he’d murmured.
I eased from the bed and pulled his sweatshirt over my head, not bothering to try to get my left arm into the sleeve. Since it came down to my knees, I didn’t bother with panties either.
After using the restroom, I walked down the hallway to the kitchen, realizing almost too late that Cope, who’d told me he had to go into the office today, would be gone by now and his mother would be here in his place. Instead, the apartment appeared empty.
“Hello?” I called out, but got no answer. I saw what looked like a note propped up against the espresso machine.
Good morning, baby. When you read this, first send me a photo of your beautiful face. Second, call the café, and Lindsey will bring you coffee and breakfast.
I mussed my hair and let it drape over one side of my face, bit my bottom lip, and sent it to Cope before I could talk myself out of it. I’d just set my phone on the counter when it vibrated with a one-word response. Fuck. I laughed and turned on the espresso maker. I’d figured out the one in my apartment; I was sure I could figure out this one too.
I sat on a stool and was about to look for an instructional video when I heard the front door lock click.
“Ali, good morning,” said Cope’s mother, walking in, followed by Buck, carrying bags of groceries. “I’m sorry I’m so late. I had to stop by the market and pick up a few things. Sumner doesn’t keep much food in the apartment.”
“I’ll be back,” said Buck after setting the bags on the counter. I bit my tongue from asking if there were more groceries. A few minutes later, he came back, carrying several more bags.
“Is there more?” I mouthed when Mrs. Copeland turned her back.
Buck shook his head. “Is there anything else, ma’am?” he asked, pointing to Cope’s mom. I chuckled, remembering how I’d asked him to stop calling me ma’am.
I got the impression that Buck, with his scruffy beard and dancing eyes filled with a spark of mischief, would be a lot of fun to hang out with. He was way more my speed than the buttoned-up Sumner. But damn, if that man hadn’t gotten under my skin and into my panties.
When Mrs. Copeland finally told Buck “that would be all,” he tipped his hat and walked out.
“I didn’t realize they let agents wear cowboy hats to work these days,” she muttered under her breath.
