Page 39 of Cooper's Command

“Assume what? That I wouldn’t want to bring you to your knees?”

“That you wouldn’t need me to show my hand, first. Especially after insisting we talk in front of the team. Definitely not my finest hour.”

“I don’t care who knows how crazy I am about you. And I should have cleared that up at the crime scene, but I was scared, and then everything went sideways.”

He leaned in, leveling his mouth to hers. “You’re not the only one who’s navigating uncharted waters, sweetheart. But I definitely want you to be my home, too.”

He kissed her. Long. Deep. Until they were back on the bed, her body flush beneath his. Making Cooper acutely aware she was only bare from the waist up. An oversight he intended to rectify.

Nova grunted when he pulled away, drawing his finger down the center of her chest and across her ribs. He did his best to overlook the patchwork of colors along her side, circling her belly button before fisting her pants. She lifted her ass for him, shimmying back and forth as he dragged her pants and underwear over her hips before tossing them on the floor, along with her socks.

Ten seconds flat, and she was bare.

Cooper lifted one foot, gently massaging it as he stared down at her. “Damn, you’re stunning.”

She rolled her eyes, then beckoned him down with a crook of her finger.

He tsked, leaning over to kiss her before licking his way down her torso. Her hands landed in his hair as he went to his knees, teasing her with a ghosted brush of his mouth.

“God, Coop.”

He smiled against her skin, his next pass firmer. Deeper. Until she was squirming beneath him, needy little moans rasping around him.

He paused for a moment, chuckling when she tugged on his hair. “I don’t know, sweetheart. It might take all the time we have left just for me to get you off this way because… I could do this for hours.”

“You keep touching me like that and you’ll have thirty seconds. And that’s only if you completely stop for twenty-five of those.”

He eased back, teasing her with only a hint of penetration. “Are you saying you want me to stop?”

“No, I…” Nova huffed, releasing his hair and pushing onto her elbows. Looking as if she was going to smack him up the backside of his head. “I swear, Cooper. If you don’t get inside me soon…”

“I thought patience was a key attribute to being an exceptional undercover agent?”

“So is knowing when it’s time for action.”

“Are you always this bossy in the bedroom?”

Her gaze softened, that dreamy smile curving her lips. “Only when I’m stupid crazy about the guy. So, this is a first for me.”

Damn, he loved her.

Cooper shook his head, but increased the pressure, smiling when she pushed her head into the bed, her hands fisting at her side. This is how he wanted her. Enthralled. Strung so tight she was blinded with need. Just like he’d felt as she’d moved along his length, sending him over in record time.

Nova reached for him — what he assumed was her wanting him to get to the main event. But she’d already brought him to his knees, as she’d put it. And he was determined to do the same.

He took her hand in his, keeping it snug to the bed as he swirled his tongue around her flesh. Licking and sucking until she was chanting his name. Begging him to send her over. He thought about easing up, again —really drawing it out — until the muscles across her stomach clenched as her breathing hitched.

He caved, knowing she’d likely go over with or without him, and he’d be damned if he missed a chance to taste her release.

Nova pressed her thighs around his shoulders, holding him tight until she broke, flooding his tongue as she rode his fingers before seemingly collapsing.

Cooper kept licking, finally easing back when she called his name. It was rough. Raspy. As if she’d barely had the strength to get all two syllables out.

He crawled over her, claiming her mouth in a soul-searing kiss. “Was that more what you had in mind?”

She blinked a few times, finally opening her eyes, the pupils blown wide. “That was… God, I don’t even have words.”

“I’ll take that as a win, then.”

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