Page 65 of Craving Cooper

I smile, moving a little closer. “No, you didn’t.”

“Yes, I did.”

We could go on like this all night, and I can think of far more pleasurable things to do. “Either way… are we okay?” I ask, and she nods her head.

“Yes, we are.”

I hear her suck in a breath as I move even closer still, so our bodies are almost touching. I can hear the slight stuttering of her breath and I cup her cheek with my hand, dipping my head and tipping hers back as our lips meet. At that moment, everything changes. I’d half expected things to start slowly, and build… but there’s nothing slow about this. It’s the most electrifying kiss of my life. Our tongues collide, her sexy moan echoing through my body and filling the space around us. That need for more is overwhelming and I push her back against the door, taking her hands and holding them above her head, moving my feet either side of hers and grinding my hips into her, in slow circular movements. She arches her back a little, her breasts crushed to my chest, and I switch both of her hands into one of mine, letting the other one roam down her back to her ass. She rolls her hips and I deepen the kiss, changing the angle of my head as I realize I’m feeling bare flesh through the thin fabric of her dress. Either she’s not wearing any underwear at all, or… I move my hand up slightly, discovering the outline of a thong, and my imagination goes into overdrive. Sure, I like the idea of her naked ass. Why wouldn’t I? But I can’t help thinking how good she’d look, sprawled on my bed, face down, in nothing but a lacy thong.

“Fuck, yeah,” I mutter into her mouth, and I grind my hips into her again, ensuring she can feel how much I want her.

“C—Cooper.” The sound of my name on her lips does crazy things to me, and I tilt my head back the other way, sucking on her bottom lip, which makes her gasp, and then nibble on mine. She’s so hot… so responsive.

I pull back, needing to see her, and she looks up at me, breathing hard, her eyes slightly glazed, and sparkling and filled with something that looks like longing, or need. Or could it be love? Oh please, let it be love.

I move my hand up from her ass to join the other one above her head, and then let them both trace down her arms, my fingertips grazing over her skin, until I reach her shoulders. She lets her arms drop to her sides and I cup her face between my hands, my eyes never leaving hers.

“Is this gonna cause another atmosphere at work tomorrow?” I ask.

“I hope so.”

I chuckle and dip my head again, kissing her a second time. She raises her hands, placing them on my arms, pausing over my biceps and then continuing to my shoulders, clinging to me.

I might want her, but I know I have to stop… and I have to stop soon.

What I don’t know is how in the world I’m supposed to do that.

Chapter Fifteen

Mallory

He pulls back again, sucking air into his lungs. I’m struggling to breathe myself, and I gaze up into his eyes, my body craving more. I can feel his erection pressing into my hip. It’s long, and hard, and oh, so tempting, and if it wasn’t for the fact that I’m a little scared I’ll fall over if I try to move, I’d drop to my knees and show him what I really want.

The wine seemed to hit me at the same time as the fresh air, and although I’m not drunk, I’m definitely light headed… so light headed, I don’t feel I can let go of Cooper’s shoulders. Not yet.

“Are you okay?” he says, and I nod my head, distracted for a second by his lips. He kisses like an angel… an angel with devilish tendencies. And I like that.

“Do you wanna come in?” I ask.

“More than you’ll ever know,” he says, sighing as he closes his eyes for a second, like he’s having to gather his thoughts. “But the thing is, you’ve had two large glasses of wine.”

“I know.”

“And you told me you’re not used to drinking.”

“Because I’m not.”

“In which case, I think it’s best if we leave things here for tonight.”

“But I feel fine… really.”

He smiles, lowering his left hand from my face and letting it wander down the side of my body, lingering over the swell of my breast, which makes me gasp, before he moves on down to my hip, and around behind me, resting it on my ass.

“I can vouch for how fine you feel,” he says, his voice a low growl, as he pulls me close, letting me feel his erection again. I’d swear it’s even bigger now, and I stare up at him as he lowers his head, letting his lips rest against my ear, his hot breath whispering over my skin. “We’re gonna do this right, Mallory. I want you to remember every second of what we do together… every whisper and sigh, every flick of my tongue and touch of my lips, every inch of me sinking into you.” I shudder and he pulls back, looking into my eyes. “I want the memory of our first time together to live with you forever… like I know it’s gonna live with me. And if that means we have to wait a little longer, then I think it’ll be worth it.”

I can’t speak, but I nod my head, knowing he’s right. He kisses my forehead, and steps away, letting his arms drop to his sides, but then reaching out and taking my hand in his.

“Thank you for a lovely evening,” I say, finding my voice at last.

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