Page 16 of 4-Ever Theirs (4-Ever 1)

Chapter Six

Cooper nudged Andi’s lips with his own until she parted them and granted his tongue entrance to her mouth. When she wobbled as a result of the onslaught of pleasure he triggered, he put his hands on her ass. Nothing timid about the firm squeeze of his long fingers, either. Without further encouragement, she hopped then wrapped her legs around his waist, thrilled when he began to walk her down the hall toward her room, never once breaking their connection or pausing their kiss.

He kicked her door closed then crossed to her bed in a couple long strides.

The care he took when setting her gently onto the bed made her blink rapidly.

“You okay?” he asked between butterfly kisses at the corner of her mouth. “I can go slower. Or stop.”

“No, no. Please don’t.” She writhed beneath him, trying to increase contact with his torso despite the slight separation he’d put between them. “I’m fine. Just…touched. You didn’t have to make our evening so romantic. I wasn’t expecting that, but I’m glad you did. It’s nice to know this means something to you too.”

“You have no idea, Andi.” He sank his fingers into her hair and settled over her, aligning their bodies as he continued to drive her wild with his mouth. He was by far the best kisser she’d ever had the pleasure of making out with. Not that she had a huge sample size to compare to, but enough—she was sure—to be certain of his skill.

She figured the same would be true of his fucking.

Andi had slept with her date to the senior prom, how cliché, and a couple of other guys the summer in between high school and college. None of them had done much for her. It hadn’t seemed like a sacrifice to abstain while she focused on her grades and her eventual career.

Now she realized how damn much she’d been missing out on.

Cooper trailed his fingers along her arms, making her moan shamelessly as her spine arched, pressing her body deeper into his hold. He swiped the shawl from her then got to work untying the ribbon at her waist, which kept the dress he’d selected for her closed.

He unwrapped her as carefully as he had the simple presents she, Reed, and Simon had given him for birthdays and Christmases throughout the years. Savoring the moment. Never rushing. Endearing him to her with his gratitude and appreciation for the homemade gifts.

Nothing was different today.

Reverent, he praised her as he revealed more of her skin to his awed petting. “Your skin is so soft, Andi. So pretty. I’m afraid of touching you, messing you up.”

“You could never do that,” she promised, returning the favor by cupping his cheek in her palm then reaching beneath his collar to stroke his upper back. She couldn’t wait to have him fully nude. His gorgeous form on display. “You’re not going to hurt me, Cooper.”

How she wished that wasn’t a lie.

Her heart would never make it through the next week unscathed. It was a price she was willing to pay to have him, and their other roommates, even if only for the next one hundred and twenty-five hours or so. There’d be plenty of time later to count the cost to her soul.

His warm breath puffed over her as he sighed between nibbles at her neck. Eventually he wandered to her collarbones and finally across the swells of her breasts, lavishing attention on each square inch of her that his mouth traversed.

Cooper reached beneath her, lifting her so that he could ease the dress off the bed and drape it carefully over the nightstand. Then he returned, unfastening her bra and peeling it off of her to unveil her breasts to his searing gaze.

Andi couldn’t say what made her do it, but she plumped the mounds, cupping them and arching her back, offering her assets to him.

“Yes,” he hissed before descending. His talented suckling combined with flicks of his tongue to prove she’d made the right choice.

Her heels drummed on the bed as he drove her crazy even before his hands wandered south to the edge of her panties. It took everything in her to wheeze, “Wait, please.”

Cooper stopped, immediately. So different than her horrific experience a few nights ago. He waited for her to elaborate or simply to leave. Whatever she decided, he would respect her wishes. It was incredible, the sense of empowerment he gave her. Being with him, like this, made her feel as though she could rule the world.

Or at least direct their rapture.

She’d settle for that.

“If you put your hands in my panties, I’m going to lose my mind.” She smiled shyly up at him. “Before you do that, could you get undressed? I want to see you too. Feel you against me, skin on skin.”

“Hell yes.” He knelt between her knees and began to unbutton his shirt. “When you talk like that, you make me so fucking hard, Andi.”

“I noticed.” She grinned at the thick bulge in his pants. “You could skip to the good part, you know. I won’t be offended if you hurry.”

“It’s all the good part. Being with you like this is more than I could have dreamed. And I thought about it a ton.” His eyes sort of glazed over for a moment, and she believed him. Damn. It made her feel better about the numerous times she’d woken to dreams of one or all of her roommates spending their evenings on the couch in an entirely different way.

He shook his head then smiled down at her. “Besides, Reed will kick my ass if I don’t treat you the way you deserve.”

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