Page 47 of What the Cowboy Wants
It was closeto daybreak by the time Cooper parked his truck in front of Rose’s house.He couldn’t go home before he’d seen her again.Willow was looking after his pets.
The front door opened before he reached it.His heart sighed.Rose stood waiting for him.She’d changed and was wearing soft pants and a loose top that dropped down off one shoulder, giving him a glimpse of her soft skin.Her gorgeous hair hung over her shoulders and back.
“How’s your mom?”she asked.
“She’s okay.They also want to do an MRI but that can only happen later today.Hayden is with her at the moment.”
“And you?How are you holding up?”Her voice was a mere whisper.
“We all had a fright last night, but I’m okay.”
“Did you… I mean your mother asked for you, I was wondering…?”
“…whether I’ve healed her?”
She nodded.
“I did what I could.She will need to take something for her blood pressure in the future, though.”He waited a beat.“Does what I do freak you out?”
“Yeah, it’s…” she closed her mouth.
“Weird?Strange?”
“All of those,” she smiled.“What I do know is, you feel deeply.I love that about you.And I’m getting used to the strangeness of it all.”She hesitated for another second.“Do you want to come in?”
He waited a heartbeat.“If I do, I’m staying for a while.”
Her eyes darkened.“What about the dogs and Ebony?”
“Willow is with them.”
She opened the door wider.“Well, what are you waiting for?”
He stepped inside and put down his hat.“We need to talk.”
“It’s nearly five o’clock in the morning.Talking is so not what I have in mind.”Sashaying closer, she pulled the top over her head.
The groan that slipped over his lips came from a place deep inside him.The midnight-blue lace and satin covering her breasts nearly brought him to his knees then and there.
“Damn, Red, you’re killing me,” he murmured as he stepped closer.With their eyes locked, he covered her breasts with his hands.“Beautiful.I’ve waited forever to be here with you, like this.”
Lowering his mouth, he stopped an inch before their lips met.Her breath hitched in her throat, and as he moved down her face, she exhaled slowly.He waited, his blood rushing through his veins, waited until with a guttural groan, she grabbed his shirt and pulled him in.
He captured her lips, swallowing her whimper and pulled her close.It wasn’t a gentle exploration this time, the heat and hunger, passion and need rushing through his blood, made that impossible.
Her mouth was everything he remembered and more.The need to become a part of her pounded through him, making him weak in the knees.
She pulled at his shirt and without taking his mouth from hers, he helped her to open the buttons.As he dropped his shirt with his jacked to the floor, she eagerly slipped her hands around his body, up his back, pressing her breasts against his naked skin.
He lifted his head, gulped in some much-needed air.“You sure about this?”
Her eyes glittered.“Oh, yes.”Her hands quickly disappeared behind her back and the blue bra fell to the floor.
“I want to go slow, to savor every moment,” he whispered as he cupped her again, teasing the hard beads of her breasts.
“Slow?”she smiled as her hands slipped around his neck.“Really?We’ll have to see about that, cowboy.I think we’re way past slow, don’t you?”Biting his bottom lip, she stepped between his legs and kissed him.
As red haze of desire moved in front of his eyes, he desperately tried to keep a tight hold on the reins of his self-control.He needed time to show her how deeply he loved her.
