“Hold still, woman. I’ve got you,” he muttered as he started moving. “Barely,” he said with a laugh.

Tessa slapped his chest as she laughed. “I figured you were stronger than that, cowboy.”

Cooper managed to pull open the screen door as the dogs pushed their way into the house before he followed behind them.

“What are you doing?” she asked when he closed the back door and locked it.

“Keeping your brother out. I figure if he comes back, this way he won’t interrupt. Lord knows what he’ll do when he hears you screaming.”

Tessa laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly. “You plan to make me scream, cowboy?”

“More than once, darlin’. More than once.”

“Promises, promises,” she goaded him as he moved down the narrow hall to her bedroom.

Without any finesse whatsoever, he dumped her on the mattress, making her laugh again. The giggle quickly died when his hard body came down over her, his hips fitting between her thighs until she was wrapping her legs around him and trying to pull him closer.

“Seems like we’ve got on more clothes than necessary,” Cooper said with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

“Then you should remedy that,” she taunted.

The mattress dipped, and she bounced slightly as he pushed up to his feet abruptly. She couldn’t tear her eyes off of him as he stripped out of his jeans in record time. Once he was fully naked, he grabbed her shorts and pulled them down her legs, panties going with them.

When he came back down over her, the only thing she had on was her tank top and bra. “I think you forgot something,” she told him seriously.

“Working on it, darlin’,” he crooned in her ear, his tongue tracing the outer shell. “I promise, I’m going to have you naked soon.”

His voice sent chills racing down her spine. His words reminded her of all of the times she had heard him sing in the last few months. His voice was like rich, dark chocolate coating her skin. Sweet, warm, delicious.

As though he knew she was thinking about his voice, he sang a chorus from one of her favorite songs of his.


From the first time I saw her

Her smile spoke to my soul

My heart found a home

Right there in the arms of my angel in blue jeans

“I love that song,” she whispered to him, cupping his stubbly jaw as she looked into brown eyes that drew her in, held her close.

“I hope so,” he muttered with a smile. “It’s about you.”

Tessa stilled. About her? “Seriously?”

“Yup,” he answered, his fingers sliding under the material of her tank top, pushing it higher on her torso until he got it over her breasts.

A strange echo erupted in her chest, like she had been hollow before and now all of a sudden there was something swirling inside of her.

He pressed a gentle kiss to her mouth before pushing up onto his knees and ridding her of her tank top quickly. Because she didn’t want to wait, Tessa unhooked the front clasp of her bra and maneuvered out of it as fast as she could, her eyes never leaving Cooper’s.

“So, what are you waiting for?” she asked breathlessly. “I want you inside me.”

“Oh, darlin’, that will all come in due time.”

He shifted, and Tessa felt his hands on her butt, pushing her up the bed until she was closer to the pillows at the top. As he settled between her thighs, she glanced down at him, waiting with bated breath for him to do something. Anything.

“You’re a frustrating man,” she joked when she realized he was taking his time, staring between her legs as he parted her with his fingers. The warmth of his breath against her sensitive nerve endings was making her crazy.

“Hmmm, but it’ll be worth the wait, I promise. I’ve waited to do this again for so long.” His eyes traveled up the length of her body until they met hers again. “I crave the taste of you. I want to feel you squirm against my mouth while I fuck you with my tongue.”

God, she loved when he talked like that. The eroticism of the words drove her wild. Something she didn’t think would happen again. She had vowed for the longest time that she would never let herself lose control like that with another man. But with Cooper, it was almost as though she didn’t have a choice. It was like he insisted that she lose her inhibitions when they were together. And the pleasure he wrought from her body was so worth it, she couldn’t even try to control herself, even if she wanted to.

His thick fingers spread her wider as she watched. When his head lowered, she tried to focus on what he was doing, but the second the heat of his tongue trailed lightly over her clit, Tessa’s head fell back on the pillow, a moan escaping. “I love when you do that,” she admitted.

“When I lick your pussy?” he asked.

God, could he make this any hotter? Just his words alone… “Yes. Yes, when you do that.”

“Say it, Tessa. Tell me you love when I lick your pussy.”

Tessa tensed, her body straining to fight off what he was asking her to do. It was one thing to enjoy what he did, what he said, but to repeat it. She couldn’t.

She felt his breath between her thighs once more, and she thought he was going to move on, but he didn’t. “If you want me to continue, you’ll tell me.”

“You’re incorrigible,” she bit out.

“I’m many things, darlin’. Tell me.”

Tessa groaned as his breath teased the sensitive tissue, her pussy begging for his touch. “I love when you lick me,” she said, her words reflecting her uncertainty.

Cooper pushed her legs farther apart, his big hands flat on the inside of her thighs, holding her open to his gaze and Tessa wanted to beg him to lick her.

“Lick you where? Repeat after me, Tessa. ‘Cooper, I love when you lick my pussy’.”

Oh, God! She nearly came up off the bed as his tongue briefly touched her clit, an obvious attempt to torture her. “Cooper, I love – Oh, God! – I love when you lick my pussy!”

As soon as the last word left her lips, his mouth descended on her, and she screamed, the sudden heat against her needy nerve endings almost sending her over the edge. To her relief, he slowed his movements, his tongue searching, seeking, torturing her as he lapped at her over and over again. She was a writhing, moaning mess by the time he drove his tongue inside of her. “Cooper! Please!”

“Please what?” he asked, the smile in his voice evident.

“Please make me come.” Now that she could say.

“My pleasure, baby,” he growled, the vibration reigniting the embers, making the flames burn hotter until she was gripping the comforter beneath her hands, her muscles locking up one by one until she was thrusting her hips upward, pressing against his mouth. When he began flicking her clit relentlessly, her orgasm exploded like a violent earthquake, knocking her off balance as she tried to hold on to the last vestiges of her sanity.

Chapter Twenty Eight

As Tessa came, Cooper couldn’t tear his eyes off of her. When she settled back on the bed, he eased up her body, tasting her skin along the way, teasing one puckered nipple before continuing. There was a smile on her face that made his heart swell.

“I love to watch you come,” he whispered against her mouth.

“Mmmm,” she moaned.

“Feel better?” he asked, pressing his iron hard cock against her lower belly.

“I will in a minute,” she said, taking him entirely off guard.

“Well, that’s not what I expected to hear.”

Tessa’s sudden movement surprised him, and she managed to flip their positions before he realized what was happening. He flopped onto his back, allowing the alluring, naked cowgirl to straddle him.

“I could get used to this,” he told her.

“I’m sure you could. But that comes later.”

He growled. She smiled.

As she probably already realized, patience wasn’t one of his virtues, but it seemed like she always wanted to push his limits. He was just about to warn her when she pressed her entire body against the full length of his, her tongue teasing his bottom lip. Figuring she wanted to take the reins, Cooper remained motionless, watching to see what she’d do next.

He tracked every movement, heard her uneven breaths mixed with his own as she moved down his body, her lips trailing blazes of heat over his skin. When she gently bit his nipple, he almost bucked her off of him.

“Sonuvabitch,” he growled.

Her head came up, and the little minx was smiling.

“Did that hurt?”

“Fuck no,” he growled. It didn’t hurt. It felt too fucking good and that was the problem. Ever since the shower that morning, Cooper had been hanging by a thread, and he wanted to be inside of her. If she was going to torture him, then he wouldn’t be able to make it until then.

“Then lay back and enjoy it, cowboy,” she said sweetly, her mouth lowering above his other nipple, teasing him with her breath before licking him.

She must’ve sensed he was going to say something because her finger came up and landed over his mouth, making him laugh. He got the hint. He was supposed to be quiet. He could handle…

“Fucking hell!”

Her throaty laugh made his cock swell impossibly further.

“You bit me again,” he accused.

“And the more you talk, the more I bite.”

Ok, he didn’t need to be told twice. Dropping his head to the pillow, he closed his eyes and tried to hold on to his control. He was just going to have to endure.

Her silky hair drifted over his chest as she moved lower, her mouth placing hot, wet kisses over his skin as she continued. As soon as his brain recognized what she was about to do, Cooper’s legs locked up.