24. Cooper
24
COOPER
W e must have broken land speed records for getting into the bedroom and taking off our clothes. One moment we were in the living room and the next fully naked on my bed with my head between her legs. God, I missed this. She tasted so fucking good. Her little moans and cries drove me insane, and I wanted to move up and plunge inside her, but I held back. Waited for her to fall over the edge.
Her legs were open so wide, both knees were on the bed. Thank fuck for yoga. The woman was limber as hell, and I loved it.
I teased the hard little jut of her clit. Punished it over and over until she grabbed the back of my hair and pulled. Then she rode my face, pistoning her hips up and down as the shudders of her orgasm moved through her body.
“Oh, God. Cooper.”
“I’m here, sweetheart.” I kissed my way up her mound, over her belly, between her breasts. I stopped on her heart as it beat frantically. I curled my tongue around her left nipple and sucked. She caged my face between her hands. I loved when she did that, as if she never wanted me to leave her.
Fuck, but my heart wanted to explode with this woman.
Here. Now. Under no obligation to a web app or contract. She was here in my bed because she wanted to be—needed to be. The rest we could figure out.
The most amazing thing was that I wanted to figure it out. With her.
I moved up her body, higher then breeched her entrance, sliding my cock into her warm, tight walls.
Home.
That’s what it felt like moving into her body. A homecoming.
Renée arched her back, lifting those sweet breasts up in offering. I raised my right hand to cup her breast, kneading it as I continued to rock back and forth in her. Slowly. So, fucking slow. I wanted this to last. To never end. To be connected to her until I was out of my mind with everything but her.
“You feel so good,” she whispered in my ear as I lowered my head to nuzzle her neck.
“God, sweetheart, so do you. I thought I was going insane without you.”
A tiny sob tore from her throat, and she threw her arms around my neck. I didn’t stop moving inside her. No matter how much emotion she showed. We needed this. Had to finish. To become what we’d been on Bali.
When we finally came, it was together.
I stayed inside her, loving the feel of her surrounding me. When I finally pulled out, I rolled so she was lying across my chest. I put my arms around her, holding her close to me, with my breath heavy and heart thundering.
Into the quiet that followed, she rubbed her hand over my chest and circled my nipple with her fingernail. Damn, she was going to make me hard again.
“What are we going to do, Cooper?”
I braced myself for a farewell. “About what?”
She lifted her face and looked into my eyes. “Us. I want more. I want you for as long as you’ll have me. But…there are going to be lots of problems, and I don’t want you hating me.”
I shook my head and smiled down at her. No way was I letting her get away. And no, not because of the money. Because of her. Because she made me feel so good and as if I mattered. As if the rest of the world had ceased to exist.
As if I could be and do anything.
Guru, hell yes.
“I’ll give you whatever you need from me, Renée. Know that.” I laughed in self-deprecation. “Lord knows I can only give you myself. My body, my love. I literally have nothing else.”
Her eyes sparkled and she grabbed my jaw and then planted a desperate kiss on my mouth. “That’s all I want. You.”
I kissed her long and deep. I didn’t tell her I wanted anything from her, because I didn’t. Her money didn’t mean shit to me. It was her heart I wanted. Her love. Her support to make me feel like the winner she saw in me. That was fucking priceless. To her I wasn’t a screw up or a misfit. I was simply Cooper Thorne—a man.
The biggest miracle of this entire situation was the one where she’d changed me in so many ways. I started out hating her, and in so short a time I fell head over heels for her.
Maybe I’d take Jewel’s advice and start pushing my coffee brand more. With Renée by my side, it seemed possible, not just a pipe dream and way to put extra money in my pocket.
I’d still try to make amends to those I’d offended with the incident, but I wasn’t going to push. I loved baseball, and if push came to shove, I might be happy playing in the local league again. That wasn’t anything I was going to worry about today.
Nope, I had a woman to make love to again and again until she decided to leave. I took her mouth with mine, then rolled us so she was under me, then I proceeded to start all the way back at the beginning. You know, make sure I got it right.
The phone rang from somewhere out in the living room. I pushed the annoying ringtone out of my head as I moved down Renée’s tempting body, kissing all the really interesting spots, sucking on her nipples and driving her out of her mind. I played and touched and stroked until she begged me to fuck her.
And God, I’d never get tired of her saying that to me.
Not even when I was old, wrinkled, and half blind with age. I’d know the feel of her body anywhere, the sound of her little cries of excitement, and sighs of pleasure. I’d know by the way she clung to me and the pounding of her heart under my mouth at all her pulse points. Of the way she contracted around my cock when she orgasmed. And of the way she said to stay.
And I will.
My own sweet, Control Freak.