Page 10 of Cooper's Salvation
“Hi yourself, handsome.”
“You’re gorgeous when you come.”
Cooper watched amused as the color on her cheeks darkened. Leaning down, he claimed her lips. She parted them, allowed him in. Deepening the kiss, he poured years of pent-up emotion into it, making love to her mouth.
Breaking the kiss to come up for air, Cooper cursed silently when he realized he’d left his wallet in his jeans now lying of the floor on the other side of the room.
“Hang tight. I’ll be right back,” he murmured as he hopped off the bed.
He made short work of sheathing himself. Turning back to the bed, he found Kara’s eyes fixed on him. He watched as her eyes travelled down his body and saw immediately when they landed on his erect cock. They widened and shot back to his. She licked her lips nervously.
Back on the bed, he leaned over to touch his lips to hers. “Okay?”
Kara nodded. She smiled up at him. “More than okay.”
Wrapping a hand around his cock, he rubbed the tip over her engorged clit, drawing a low moan from her. He inched into her, giving her a moment to adjust before pushing in a little more. Finally, he was fully seated, balls-deep in heaven. At least, this was what he imagined heaven must feel like.
Cooper had to take a second to control himself. It had been so long since he’d been with anyone, and Kara was so snug around him he was concerned he would embarrass himself like a teenager.
When he was sure he wasn’t going to go off like a short fuse, he started to move. Powering in and out of her body, he kept a steady rhythm. Kara’s gasps and sighs were like music to his ears. Feeling her tighten in impending orgasm, he dropped to his elbows, tucking them tight against her body.
She lifted her legs higher up around his waist, changing the angle and allowing him to go deeper. Her slick walls went slicker as her inner muscles gripped him tighter.
“Cooper …,” Kara gasped.
“Let go, baby. Give it to me.” Reaching between them, he pressed his thumb against her clit and felt her grip him like a fist.
Digging her nails into his ass, Kara cried out his name as she orgasmed.
He clenched his teeth, breathing through the pleasure, wanting to make it last a little longer. But as her core clenched and released around him, there was no holding it back.
Cooper buried his face in her neck and groaned long and low as his own orgasm washed over him, taking him under like rolling waves in the ocean. He rolled to his back, taking Kara with him, somehow managing to keep them intimately connected. She collapsed on his chest, heaving for breath.
The two of them lay there, breathing hard as if they’d run a marathon, for long contented minutes.
He couldn’t hold back a snort of laughter when Kara’s stomach grumbled. “Hungry?”
“Yeah. Supper didn’t seem all that important a little while ago. Now I’m starving.”
“After cutting those veggies just the way you wanted them, we never did get to make that dinner.”
This time it was Kara’s turn to laugh. “Come on then. Let me feed you.”
6
Sweat beaded on Cooper’s body, his legs churning restlessly under the sheet covering his lower body. The nightmare sucked him in deeper, dragging him into the dark place where terror lived.
“Get down. Get down. He’s gonna –”
The sound of the explosion was deafening, the heat intense as Cooper felt himself being lifted and flung through the air. He landed—hard. The wind knocked out of him, he lay for long moments, simply trying to draw his next breath. Pain radiated throughout his body, his vision blackening around the edges as he struggled with his breathing.
Finally managing to draw much-needed air into his lungs, Cooper’s thoughts turned to the situation at hand. Turning his head, his gaze connected with the sightless one of his spotter.Oh God, no. Tom.He attempted to roll to his knees to go to him, but the agony held him in place and had him, once again, catching his breath.
Gritting his teeth against it, he tried once again, managing to make it this time. Sweat rolled down his face and into his eyes as the pain burned through him. Falling to his side, he refused to give in. He leopard-crawled his way over to where Tom lay. Breath sawing in and out of his lungs, his ears ringing from the blast, he reached out a shaking hand to seek a pulse.
As his fingers searched frantically for a heartbeat he knew he wouldn’t find, Cooper felt a touch on his shoulder. Fear, a living, breathing entity, gripped him hard. Adrenalin pumping, he found the strength to roll over toward the assailant, fingers curling around their neck. Tightening his hand, he continued to defend himself and his dead teammate as the unknown attacker struggled against his grip.
“Coop? Coop, honey, please. It’s me. Stop. It’s just a bad dream. Cooper.” The last word a scream, the note of panic leaked into his subconscious. “You’re hurting me. Please, you’ve got to wake up.” Kara croaked.
