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“That’s it, Rhodes, soak my face. Come all over me,” I mutter, sliding my free hand up her body to roll her nipple between my fingers. When I graze my teeth over her clit and curl my fingers deeper, the sound she makes is somewhere between a cry and a scream, her hips rocketing up and her thighs trembling as her orgasm hits her. She sobs out a breath as I grip her hips and hold her steady against me as I never let up, sticking with her and wringing every single drop of pleasure from her body.
When she finally sinks back to the mattress with a gasp, I lift my head, grinning at her. “You good, Rhodes?”
“Jesus fuck, Cooper, you’re good at that.” Evan props herself up on her elbows, her chest rising and falling with each panting breath she takes. Her face is flushed and a little sweaty, and her eyes are heavy lidded and dark as she stares at me, and somehow, I know that this is the night where everything changes.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
EVAN
“Iknow.” Cooper smirks at me as he stands and plants a knee on the bed, looking at me so intensely I think I just burst into flames. His lips are wet from me, and he’s looking at me like I’m the only woman on earth and the whole thing is just unbearably sexy.
“This is how it’s always going to be between us. Every time, Evan,” he says, crawling up my body and dropping his forearms to either side of my head, leaning down, kissing one cheek, then the other, before he presses his mouth to mine in a slow, lingering kiss. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, letting me taste myself, and I have no idea why that’s so hot, but it really, really is. When he breaks the kiss and looks back at me, his eyes are dark and heated. “No one is ever going to make you feel the way I do. No one ever could. And do you know why?”
“Why?” It’s all I can manage, feeling wholly incapable of speech with Cooper’s big, hard body suspended over me and his cock dragging against my stomach.
Cooper leans down and kisses me again, his fingers threading through my hair, his mouth hot and hungry, every single strokeof his tongue and beat of his heart against mine telling me something I already know. Something that feels inevitable even if I’m not quite sure I’m ready to accept it yet. Even if it scares me half to death.
When he eases back, his eyes search mine, his fingers ghosting along my face in featherlight touches I feel all the way to my toes. “Because you were made for me, Ev. And I was made for you.”
“How do you know?” I practically whisper, wanting to believe that, even though my brain rejects the certainty in his tone.
He gives me a soft smile, leaning down to kiss me again. “Because nothing in the entire world has ever felt as right as this.”
My heart thuds against my ribs, accepting the truth of his words even as my brain races a hundred steps ahead with thehowandwhyof it all. It can feel right and still fall apart. It can be right and still be impossible for two people who hated each other five minutes ago to figure out a way to raise a baby together. I curse my overthinking brain even as the soft heart I try to hide from the world wants to grab this man with both hands and beg him to never let me go.
When Cooper smiles, leaning down and kissing my forehead, somehow I know he knows exactly where my mind went, and he understands it. Understands me. “We’re going to figure it all out together, Rhodes. Every single thing. I promise.”
I close my eyes for a second, feeling relief and joy twine together at the way this man knows me. When I open my eyes, my smile is wide and real as I hook my legs around his thighs and tilt my hips up, laughing a little at the hiss that falls from his mouth. “Do you think maybe we can figure it out later? Because your cock is so pretty and it’s leaking all over my stomach, and I really, really want to feel it inside me again.”
Cooper’s eyes flash as he lifts his hips and slides his cock between my thighs. “Anything you want, Ev. Everything.” He rocks against me, coating himself, nudging my clit with hiscrown and chuckling when I gasp. “I can’t wait to feel you come all over me.”
He rolls his hips, sliding against me over and over again until I’m bucking under him, practically wild with need and dying for him to fill me up. “What the fuck, Cooper,” I grit out, my hands digging into his shoulders. “Get inside me already.”
He smirks as he rocks against me again. “You feeling needy for me, Rhodes?”
“I’m not,” I practically moan. He presses himself more firmly against me, and pleasure wraps its hot talons around my spine.
“Could’ve fooled me,” he murmurs, dipping his head so his lips glide over my jaw, down my neck, licking and sucking, and Jesus motherfucking Christ, who knew there were so many places on a neck that felt so good? Lifting his hips, he slips inside me slowly, so, so slowly that I feel every single inch of him, and nothing has ever felt this good. “But it’s okay. I like it because I am so needy for you.” He bottoms out, and my entire body shudders as Cooper grips my chin with one hand and holds my gaze as he pulls almost all the way out and thrusts back in. “I need you, Ev.” His voice is strained, his jaw tight like it’s an immense effort to hold onto his control. “I’ve never needed anyone the way I need you. I know that scares you a little, and that’s okay. Just be here with me, baby. We’ll figure it all out together.”
It’s thebaby, I think, and the way he repeats those words he’s said before.Be here with me. The way his eyes hold mine, the heady lust combined with his sure, steady presence that has my walls tumbling, my soul quieting at the same time as my need for him soars. I thread my fingers into his hair, rocking my hips against his. “I need you too.”
Cooper lets out a growl, pulling back and snapping his hips forward, taking me in slow and steady strokes, pleasure swirling in my core and my breath coming only in moans. “Oh my god,” I pant out, rolling my hips up to meet his thrusts. “You feel so good.”
“Fucking right I do,” Cooper grinds out, sitting up justenough to wrap his hands around my thighs, pushing them higher towards my stomach. I am entirely spread out for him, open wide and at his mercy, and that knowledge just ratchets my pleasure up higher. He leans in and presses his lips to my ankle, his thumb sliding up to roll over my clit in light circles as he thrusts steadily in and out of me. “I feel good because I own this pussy,” he rasps, snapping his hips forward so hard I cry out, my hands clawing at the comforter to ground myself in the swirling vortex of pleasure. “It’s fucking mine, Evan. Tell me,” he orders, his eyes bright and feral with need. “Tell me it’s mine.”
“Cooper, fuck.” I moan, my eyes slamming shut when he hits a spot inside me that has my entire body lighting up, my orgasm building fast and hot.
Cooper’s free hand slides up between my breasts, wrapping around my throat just tight enough that I gasp, my eyes flying open and locking on his. “That’s right, Ev. Look at me with those pretty eyes and tell me this pussy is mine. Tell. Me.” He punctuates each word with a punishing thrust of his hips, and pleasure crackles up my spine.
“It’s yours,” I cry out. “Fuck.”
“Gooddamn right it is,” he growls, increasing the pressure of his thumb on my clit as he speeds up his thrusts, and my mouth falls open, my chest heaving as the combination of his cock and his thumb hurl me so close to the edge that black spots dance at the edges of my vision.
“Good girl,” Cooper mutters, tightening his hand around my throat, his hips starting to lose their rhythm, his face tightening in pleasure. “Good fucking girl. Now I want you to come for me. I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock like you own it. Because you do, Ev. You fucking own it. It’s yours. All of me is yours.”
Cooper pounds into me furiously, his thumb moving in those wicked circles that have my vision blurring, my legs shaking uncontrollably as the pleasure takes me over entirely. My back bows up as the pressure snaps, my belly, my limbs flooding withpleasure so intense that I wonder if I’ll survive it. “Oh my god,” I cry hoarsely, tears leaking from my eyes with the force of my orgasm.
“That’s it,fuck,” Cooper moans out, his cock swelling so thick inside me that I feel it everywhere. He thrusts once, twice, three more times before he groans long and loud, his release flooding me as his face twists in a blissed-out sort of pleasure that has the last waves of my own orgasm cresting. Cooper’s hips slow, his breaths sawing in and out of his lungs as he draws out the pleasure, making sure we both feel every last drop of it.
