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“That night?” Her brow furrows with the question
“When we came back, after dinner and cards and all that…” I grab her gently by the jaw and tilt her chin up, kissing her throat again while I wonder if I’m crazy for telling her the next bit.
“You and Rob must have made up. You were in his room and it was next to mine. I could hear you. Not him, just you. I was lying in bed and it was pushed up against the same wall as yours. I could hear almost every sound you made.”
Her lashes flutter as I loosen my grip, and her eyes fall on me. She rolls her lower lip between her teeth.
“Oh…” I see the recognition in her eyes and the bob of her throat. “I didn’t know you could hear me.”
I kiss my way down the side of her jaw, and she spreads wider for me, tipping her hips as I lean in to kiss her. When I break it, there’s a soft moan from her lips, and it goes straight to my cock.
“You sounded so fucking good. So fucking pretty with those little moans you were making. The way you kept softly cursing. I closed my eyes, and it was like you were making them for me. I kept wondering what it would be like if it was me. My hands… My tongue…”
“Cooper… I’m going to come like this if you don’t stop,” she warns, her fingers hooking into the top of my sweats, and she tugs on them like she’s desperate for me.
“I don’t have a condom on me. I have to go get it if you don’t want—” I start to move to get it, but she halts my progress.
“I want it.” She tugs me back toward her. “Besides, we don’t have time to waste and I need you.” She glances out the window.
It’s all the permission I need, and I finish the job she’s started on my sweats, tearing them off. I grab her to pull her forward on the sideboard, bringing her to the edge. I slide inside of her a moment later, and her legs wrap around my waist as she gasps a sound of approval into the crook of my neck.
She feels like fucking heaven—like I’d offer everything I have and then some just for another taste of her. I’m so fucking gone for her, and I don’t even know where to start to begin processing that.
I fuck her slowly at first, trying to keep the pace that I had when it was my fingers instead of my cock. But the way she rolls her hips to counter me and the sound she’s making have me more desperate than I know what to do with. I fuck her faster, and she begs for more until we’re rattling the sideboard underneath us, each time I thrust is punctuated by the sound of it slamming against the wall. It’s going to leave marks, but I don’t care. Not as long as I can leave my mark on her and listen to her beg for more.
“Oh fuck. Your cock is so perfect, Coop…” She whimpers, and I can feel her clench down on me as she starts to come, countering me with her own rhythm. Her nails scrape their way down my back, and her lips press against my earlobe as she moans her release.
It takes me over the edge, and I’m coming hard, spilling everything I have inside her as I grip her ass to hold her still. I want her full of me.
“Fucking hell, Trixie. I love the way you take me when I fill you up like this. Can’t fucking get enough of it,” I whisper as I come down from the high of fucking her almost as hard as I came in the first place. I’m fucking wiped, breathing heavy with a sheen of sweat across my back and arms. The A.C. hasn’t kicked on yet, and the warm, humid air rolling in off the water is just enough to make a mess of us. The same way I have.
“Didn’t mean to give you a workout on vacation.” She offers a joke to break the silence.
She smiles up at me as she starts to come down from her own orgasm. Her fingertips dancing little circles over my skin, starting with my shoulders and down over my chest. Her eyes fall heavy on the place where we’re still connected, and I love the way she likes to watch us.
“I don’t mind this kind.” I pull out of her slowly, still slick as fuck from how wet she was and how much of me she took. Her eyes eat up every inch of my cock, and I could go again just thinking about the way her mouth feels. The way she knows how to use her tongue for every little thing I like.
I’m hit by a desire for more, and I slide my fingers inside her, pumping in and out as she leaks around them. I press them to her lips a moment later, and she parts for me, letting me slip them inside. Her tongue works over the pads of my fingers, her eyes shuttering, and I brush my damp fingers over her lips and down her chin as she finishes tasting us.
“That’s my filthy girl. Fucking love watching you enjoy yourself like that.”
She grins at me, flashing me a knowing look and then starts to move as I pull my sweats back into place.
“Wait. Just a little longer. I want to enjoy this view. You thoroughly fucked on top of this sideboard with all your fresh cupcakes around you and jam on your apron.” I grin and grab one of the cupcakes as she gently swats at me and rolls her eyes.
“Those aren’t even iced yet,” she protests.
“Yeah, but they have jam filling, and it’s delicious,” I argue, biting into one, and then my grin spreads. “Speaking of.”
Her eyes light when she sees me lean forward again, dipping my fingers into what’s left of us on the sideboard and spreading it over the top of the cupcake before I take the last bite. I hear the little intake of breath on her part and the way she bites her lip like I’ve just scandalized her.
“Don’t want to waste something that good.” I wink at her, and she shakes her head, a laugh tumbling out. “Plus now, it’s iced.”
“You’re depraved.”
“And you like it. Enough to be sprawled out like this in my family’s dining room.”
“Shit.” She jumps into action, standing and straightening herself out. She pulls her skirt back into position and tames her hair before she wipes her hands and catches a quick glimpse of herself in the mirror across the room. “They could be home any minute, and the kitchen’s a mess.”
