Her eyes fluttered open, and her brows pinched together.
“I love you so damn much.” He knew she needed release, and with a flick of his finger, he took her there.
Her mouth fell open and her head tipped back as his name sailed off her lips. She fisted her hands in the mattress above her head. He’d always loved the way she didn’t move her hands until he gave her the okay, wanting the torture as much as he did.
“Touch me,” he said before capturing her cries in his mouth.
Her nails claimed his back, grasping for purchase. Her inner muscles tightened around his fingers, and he kissed her possessively, drinking in every pulse, every thrust of her hips, and every greedy moan.
“Ohmygod,” she panted out, still clinging to him. “I forgot how good you were at that.”
“Sweetheart, we’re just getting started.”
“Ohmygod,” she rasped.
“Cooper, the name’s Cooper,” he teased, kissing his way down her torso again, over the swell of her hips, and dragged her panties down with his teeth. She giggled as he tossed them across the room.
“I’ve missed your laugh,” he said before settling his mouth between her legs and laving his tongue over her sensitive flesh. “And your taste.”
She fisted her hands on the sheets beside her as he brought his mouth to her again.
“Cooper,” she pleaded. “I need more.”
He reached for her hands and placed them on his shoulders. She dug her nails into his skin, and the exquisite pain made his cock throb. He loved her with his tongue and used his thumb on her swollen clit. Her nails cut deeper and her knees fell open wider as her hips rose against his mouth.
“I could devour you all night long,” he said against her swollen flesh. “You’re so fucking wet. So ready for me. Come for me again, Ceese.” He moved his wet finger to the puckered skin between her cheeks and she pushed against him with another needful moan. “Oh, my sweetheart still loves this.”
He pushed his finger past her tight rim of muscles and brought his mouth to her again, taking her right over the edge. Her cry of pleasure was so loud he was sure someone would bang on the walls to complain, but he kept her there, using his fingers in her ass and his mouth on her sweet center, and when her breathing began to calm, he trapped her clit between his teeth and sucked, taking her over the edge again.
“Cooper! Now, please. I can’t take it,” she pleaded as he drew back and tore open the condom with his teeth, quickly sheathing his rigid length.
Perched above her, he gazed deeply into her eyes and knew, without a shadow of doubt, that everything he ever wanted was right there in that room.
He lowered his lips to hers, and their bodies came together in one deep thrust. They both stilled, and he touched his forehead to hers and closed his eyes.
“God, Ceese. It feels like the first time.”
“Better,” she whispered.
His eyes opened, and her smile filled him with hope. Her hands skimmed over his sides and came to rest on his ass, urging him to move. He laughed under his breath.
“Impatient, aren’t we?” he teased.
She reached a hand around his neck and pulled his face in close. “It’s been four years. I think I’ve been more than patient.”
Chapter Four
SATURDAY MORNING CICI checked her outfit one last time. Luckily, taking photos of a film festival didn’t require heels or a good night’s sleep. Her T-shirt and jeans would do just fine. She glanced at the reflection of the bed in the mirror and shivered. She could still feel Cooper’s strong hands on her, in her. She couldn’t believe she’d allowed herself to fall into his arms so easily, and she knew she should feel guilty, but she didn’t. She was a little mad at herself, but guilt didn’t play into that. After four long years, she’d enjoyed every single second of being with him. Even so, anger lingered just beneath the surface.
Annoyance, not anger.
Yes, that was it. How could she be angry at herself when she’d wanted him from the very first glance? When their bodies remembered exactly what to do, and how good it felt, as if they’d just made love yesterday? How could she be angry when he’d loved her so well until three in the morning?