Part 12 (1/2)
”Good. Remember that the next time I do something stupid.” His kiss became commanding as he wrapped his arms around her. He tugged her closer and their tongues swirled in heady spirals.
He slid his hands beneath Allie's t-s.h.i.+rt and found her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She bowed her back, dropping her head as he teased her nipples with a brush of his thumbs. It was if her entire body suddenly remembered what it was like to have his touch, and she wished he could find a way to cover all of her at once with his exquisite caresses.
She reached for the hem of her t-s.h.i.+rt and swooped it over her head. His s.h.i.+rt was next and as soon as it was gone, she pressed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his firm chest. An eager growl came from the depths of his throat and she responded by lying back and pulling him down on top of her.
She wrapped her legs around him as he raked his hands into her hair. It felt so impossibly good to have him kiss her, touch her, hold her down with every inch of his heavenly body. Her hips tilted as the hard ridge of his erection rode against her pelvic bone. She wriggled beneath him, not fully comprehending that the presence of their pajama bottoms was the source of her physical frustration.
Cooper laughed, breathlessly. ”Come on, you.” He stood and held out his hand. His hair was a delicious mess, the sly smile on his face worthy of a million surrenders. ”I need to get you into bed.”
That was all the prompting she needed. ”We wouldn't want to wreck your new furniture.” She slid her hand into his and they hurried to his bedroom.
”I'm not worried about ruining upholstery.” Cooper pulled the tie on Allie's pajama pants as she did the same to his. ”I just want to have plenty of room for proper make-up s.e.x.” He scooped her up and plopped her down on the bed. ”Although I a.s.sure you there will be nothing proper about it.”
He climbed onto the bed and towered over her, bracketing her hips with his knees. He dropped his head, huffing hot breath on her breast before sucking her nipple. Every flick of his tongue sent heat sizzling to her core. All she wanted at that moment was for him to melt into her and vice versa, two bodies as one.
Allie reached down to wrap her fingers around his thick c.o.c.k, stroking gently until a guttural groan escaped his lips. He blazed a hot trail of kisses up her chest, to her collarbone, along her throat, until he finally met her mouth. One wet, steamy kiss and he reached for a condom from the bedside table. He rolled it on and Allie had to bite her lower lip when his abs twitched when he was ready.
He moved back between her legs, grazing her center with his hands, taking his time with languid pa.s.ses. His thumb found her c.l.i.t and he rolled circles, each rotation taking her higher.
”Cooper, honey, make love to me. I need you. Now.” She arched her back to underscore just how badly she ached for him.
He slid his hands beneath her b.u.t.t and tugged her closer. He teased her fevered folds before thrusting and filling her exactly as she remembered. They rocked together like a wildfire destined to torch everything in its path. Her breath quickened as the pressure built, he moaned in her ear. She tilted her hips, coaxing him to drive deeper as his motions voiced his approval.
His thrusts became longer, his full length riding in and out of her. The energy gathered in her belly, tightening and binding until the tension broke through in a cascade of unrelenting waves. Cooper froze for an instant before resuming his movements, now slowing. Eventually he relaxed and left his full weight on her. His thundering heartbeat flickered against her chest, reminding her how alive she felt when she was with him.
Cooper rolled to his back and grasped her hand, raising it to his lips and kissing her knuckles before he scooted off the bed and traipsed off to the bathroom. She reached down and pulled the covers over herself, cozy, content and relieved.
”You look amazing in my bed,” he said, walking back and waggling his eyebrows.
She smiled and patted the vacant spot on the mattress. ”Now you know how I feel every time you sleep over.”
”No more sleepovers. We just need to decide whose apartment we're going to live in.” He s.h.i.+fted his arm beneath her head.
Allie smoothed her hand across his chest, snuggling next to him, inhaling his heady smell. ”My apartment seems like the logical choice.”
”Why is that?”
Careful. No more hurt feelings. ”It's just a little, um, more put together.”
”I have new furniture. That has to count for something.”
Compromise. Find a compromise. She popped up on to her elbow. ”How about this? My place, your furniture.”
”Sounds like a deal.”
”Except for your bed. Your bed isn't as nice as mine.”
Cooper rolled his eyes. ”Okay. We ditch my bed.”
”And your sheets. What are these? Two hundred thread count?”
”Enough.” He kissed her deeply. ”I don't care if we sleep on grocery bags as long as I get to wake up next to you every morning.”
Every morning. She drew in a deep breath. Permanence wasn't so scary after all. The possibilities of their future stretched out as far as could be imagined, ready to be molded into whatever she and Cooper decided was best for them. Allie settled her chin on his chest and smiled.
He traced his fingers along the contours of her shoulder blade. ”What made you come back, Al?”
She toyed with his chest hair, drawing lazy circles on his skin. ”It was Ian, actually.”
”What?” He clutched her arm and drew back his head to see her.
She grinned. ”He dropped the lawsuit.”
His eyes grew wide at the announcement, certain happiness flickering. ”Wow. That's fantastic.” He pressed his soft lips against her forehead. ”And that's why you came up here to make up with me? Because you were so happy?”
”No, because I was so unhappy.”
”But that's what you wanted, more than anything.” He cupped her cheek and chin, his face clouded with confusion.
”Or so I thought. Turns out what I wanted more than anything is you.”
Cooper's expression softened and her pulse skipped. ”That makes it simple,” he muttered. ”All I want is you.” He smiled in a way that made her breath catch, her insides melt, her heart feel as though it could take flight. ”For the long haul, Al. I'm not kidding.”
”Absolutely for the long haul.” She sank against him, exactly where she wanted to be. ”For keeps.”
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