His mouth crashed into mine.
I held on. Evidently, we were done talking. And I was all for it. Sweet and soft was a rarity in our life. Maybe it was the situation, maybe it was just us. I just wanted this to go on forever.
“Cooper, I have to… God, right there. How do you do that?”
He grinned against my neck as he boosted me against the wall. The bed was literally three turns to the left, but yeah, that wasn’t happening.
We fumbled with our clothes. We didn’t have much time, but as usual, we knew how to use our time wisely.
“Are you ready for me?” He jostled me enough to get his jeans unzipped.
“When aren’t I?” I groaned as he just pushed my underwear to the side and sunk into me.
“Fuck.” He snapped his hips against me. “Always so fucking wet for me. Only me.”
“Only you,” I agreed. I didn’t even have to lie. Cooper was the only man I’d ever found who could keep up with me and exceed expectations.
“So good.”
My nails bit into his shoulders. “More. God, please.”
“I want to take my time.” He lifted me higher, pinning my lower back to the wall. “I never have enough time,” he growled into my throat. “Damn, baby.”
I tilted my hips and he hit both my clit and that magic place deep inside. My thighs tingled then trembled as he nailed me to the wall. Forceful and thorough, he never faltered. I hugged him tighter, wrapped around him with my legs and arms as I just took everything from him.
All the worries, all the fear. I wanted to steal it away. I knew it wouldn’t happen, but maybe for this one moment, he could have a little peace.
And then there was no time for thinking.
There was only the tumultuous fall and the blinding pleasure as friction took over and I clenched around him, milking every inch of him. My name was a guttural cry within his hoarse groan as he finally emptied himself inside of me. He tipped his forehead into the wall, gasping for breath.
I started laughing. “I was trying to tell you I had to go meet with the fan club people, and we didn’t have time for this.”
He let me slide down the wall. “Oops.”
“Yeah, oops.” I tried to straighten my clothes, but it was a lost cause. My outfit was all wrong, anyway.
As I undressed, he caught my wrist to pull me back to him.
“Well, if we’re getting naked, we can start over.”
“Zip up, Romeo. I’m going to be late and now I look like I just got…”
“Fucked?”
“Keep smirking, buddy.” I opened the long, skinny door where I stashed my clothes. There was a mirror on the inside of the door. “God, just fucked is right.” I tipped my head. “You left beard burn on my neck again.”
He moved behind me, gripping my hips. He didn’t fit in the mirror, but seeing his scarred, tanned fingers against my skin always left me breathless. He tucked his fingers in the tiny bits of lace at each hip and rolled it down my ass, crouching behind me as they hit the floor. Before he stood up, he bit my ass.
“You smell like me.” He scraped his teeth over my shoulder. “I’ll be at rehearsal and know my come is still inside of you.”
“Jesus, Cooper.” I swayed a little then hissed when he reached around me to cup my pussy.
“Full of me. Don’t wash me away.”
“You expect me to do the whole fan club meet-up like this? Are you nuts?”
He moved my hair and kissed the nape of my neck. “Yep.”
“At least let me put on fresh panties. Or should I go without those too?”
“Fuck, no. That would be crazy. How am I supposed to keep time when my blood flow is rerouted south?”
I giggled and slipped a black lace camisole off a hanger and snagged a fresh pair of very brief panties. Instead of a little flouncy sundress, I chose one of my longer Stevie Nicks-style ones and filched a few dozen bangles from my jewelry case. I quickly got dressed, added a few more necklaces, gave my curls a quick fluff to use the sex hair look he gave me, and I was good to go.
“How do you do that?”
I slicked gloss over my lips. “Do what?”
“Look so goddamn beautiful without even a touch of effort.”
I smiled at him in the mirror. “Careful there, Dallas. You’re going to give a girl ideas.”
“Have all of them. I could watch you get ready for the rest of my life.” He turned me away from the mirror. “Because then I know I get to take you back apart.”
He lowered his mouth and I didn’t have the heart to tell him not to ruin my lip gloss when he said stuff like that. Instead, I enjoyed a longer than was wise kiss before I pushed him back. “I’m going to be late.”
He sighed. “Right.”
I ran the back of my knuckles down his ribs. His muscles flexed under my touch. I grinned at him. “Thanks for telling me about Benny.”
The crinkles by his eyes eased as his smile faded. “I don’t share Benny with too many people. Only those who are important to me.” He kissed my temple. “Get out of here before I strip you out of that Stevie Nicks getup.”
“Right? I thought so too.”
“She was one of my first crushes.”
“Is that right?”
“Until a certain redhead took over all my fantasies.”
“You gotta stop saying stuff like that.” I grabbed my phone off the charger under my bed.
“Never.” He turned me toward the door and followed me out and down the hallway.
Noah was waiting downstairs along with one of his side pieces as Cooper liked to call them when we were up late talking. Noah seemed to have no end to the number of minions under his purview.
My phone buzzed in my hand.
“I just sent you the itinerary for this fan club thing. I still think it’s
