Page 182 of Vegas Heat

He wraps his arms around me, and I wrap my legs around him as his mouth opens to mine. I’m not sure how every kiss with him turns from sweet to fiery nearly in an instant, but the urgency and the passion between us is hot and heavy.

We kiss like that a few beats, but he’s a man on a mission, and it’s mere moments later that he’s pulling my jeans and my panties down my legs and tossing them on the kitchen floor before he makes a meal out of me right there on his kitchen counter.

He sucks on my clit before sliding his tongue down, dipping it into me, and then adding his fingers as his tongue laps at my clit some more. I lean back, my palms flat on the counter behind me, and I find myself completely lost in the sensations of his tongue and his lips and his fingers as he drives me closer and closer to my climax. “Oh my God,” I yell out, and then “Oh yes, Cooper, yes, yes, yes!” I scream as he carries me over the edge of bliss, my thighs clamping around his ears as my body thrashes against him. It's brutal and violent and beautiful all at once, and he hums softly against my body as he drives me all the way to the finish line.

I collapse back onto the counter, panting as my body comes down from the high, and he rises to a stand. He leans over me and presses gentle kisses to my neck, and it’s a pure moment of sweet delight as I think about how many times over we’ll do this right here as we fall deeper and deeper into each other.

And then, someday down the road once all secrets are revealed, we’ll live here together and we’ll create the kind of future we’ve already promised each other, the future we’ve dreamed about together.

We’ll do that as many times as we want right here in this kitchen. We’ll be as loud as we want, and we won’t have to hide from anybody.

I live in that bliss for all of a few moments before we hear the doorbell ring.

“Dammit,” Cooper mutters under his breath. He straightens, pulling his weight off me, and he helps me sit up again. He reaches down and picks up my clothes, and he helps me down from the counter before handing them over.

“My legs are still a little shaky after that one,” I admit, and he chuckles.

“I’ll go get rid of whoever’s at the door,” he promises.

I quickly pull on my clothes as he disappears, and I hear the door open a few seconds later. I’m pulling up the zipper on my jeans when I hear it.

“How’s the new place, man?”

My dad’s voice.

Oh, shit.

He had to have seen my car outside.

How the hell do I play this one off?

Cooper just gave me an orgasm on his kitchen counter and I was about to return the favor when my freakingdadshowed up.

I sigh.

The bliss wasn’t meant to last forever, I guess.

I smooth my hair down and dive back into the box I was unpacking before Cooper came in with that little…interruption.

“I called in for some help from my shadow,” Cooper says, his voice carrying down the hall and into the kitchen, where I stand as they walk into the doorway.

“There she is,” my dad says, and he walks over and grabs me into a hug.

Jeez. My legs are still shaking from the vicious orgasm his best friend just gave me, and now I have to act like everything’s normal.

“Hey, Dad,” I say, my voice shaky and high-pitched. “Just, uh, taking out Cooper’s equipment.” My eyes widen at the potentialeuphemism. “Utensils! I’m unpacking his utensils.” I’m not sure if that’s any better, and my dad gives me a strange look while Cooper laughs.

Oh my God. Can he smell me on Cooper’s breath? I’m not sure why the thought darts through my head, but now I can’t make it go away.

“She’s been a huge help.” He opens a few cabinets to show my dad how much we’ve accomplished, my climax on the counter thirty seconds ago notwithstanding.

“Glad to hear it,” he says. “My little girl is a great helper, isn’t she?”

He musses my hair a little, and I get the sense he willalwayssee me as his little girl. Maybe it’s because we missed so much time together, but every time I’m around him and Cooper together, I just get this weird premonition that he wouldneverbe okay with what’s happening between us. It would come as way too much of a shock when he truly thinks I’m nothing more than a much younger little sister to Cooper.

And I’m scared it has the potential to spell the end for us before we even really get the chance to get started.

CHAPTER 34: COOPER

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