Hunting for a lighter proved to be challenging, but then she remembered she’d tucked one in her nightstand. Once the candles were lit, she turned on the shower and went back to the living room for Cooper.

“Come with me, cowboy,” she told him, her tone just as firm as when she had dealt with him outside. Even after their bout of explosive sex, he was still incredibly tense, so taking control of the situation seemed like the only way she was going to get through to him.

He opened one eye, peering at her from the side before he sighed and then pushed himself to his feet. She waited until he joined her at the door to the hall. Grabbing his hand, she led him to the bathroom. Being an old farmhouse, she didn’t have a master bathroom, unless the only bathroom in the house was considered a master, so this one would have to do. It wasn’t pretty with the pale yellow tile and faded flower wallpaper, and it wasn’t big, but the shower worked and that’s all that mattered to Tessa.

“Get undressed,” she instructed.

She didn’t waste any time removing her sweater and skirt, followed by her panties and bra. She noticed Cooper’s hesitation as he watched her, and the passion that had returned to his golden gaze was hotter than the steam now billowing in the small space. Stepping into the long, narrow tub, Tessa pulled the shower curtain closed behind her.

The rustle of clothing being removed was barely heard over the sound of the shower, but knowing Cooper was getting with the program lightened Tessa’s heart. It did funny things to her insides to know that he was spurred into motion by the sight of her naked body.

Once he climbed in with her, Tessa forced him closer to the shower spray, putting herself behind him.

“Put your hands on the wall,” she said sweetly, trying to keep the anticipation out of her tone. It wasn’t an easy thing to do.

Tessa had always been the take charge kind of girl, ever since she was young, but this was pushing even her boundaries. Here in front of her was a glorious, naked cowboy, one that made her feel significantly small by comparison, although she wasn’t a lightweight and he was doing what she instructed him to do.

Aside from a skeptical backward glance, Cooper did what she asked, leaning forward and placing his hand on the wall beneath the shower head. She turned the sprayer so that it ran down the tiled wall beside them and then grabbed a bottle of body wash from the shelf. Pouring a significant amount into her hands, she started soaping his back, making her way up to his shoulders.

The intention of this shower liaison was to get him to relax. Since sex hadn’t accomplished that goal, she was going to work on him with her hands.

The low groan that echoed made Tessa smile. She kept rubbing, kneading her fingers into the tight muscles across his broad shoulders. The body wash actually contained baby oil, so her hands were slick as they moved easily over his wet skin.

A solid ten minutes had passed before Tessa reached around, offering the same ministrations to his chest muscles as she pressed her breasts against his back. “Does that feel good?” she asked as she let her hands wander over his sides. Reaching for the bottle again, she added more and then put her hands back on him.

“Like heaven,” he groaned.

Well, then she would keep going.

Dropping to her knees, Tessa knelt behind Cooper, her soap slick hands wrapping around his ankles, massaging the muscles as she moved upward, over his corded calves, then up to his rock hard thighs. Considering how thick they were, she focused both hands on one before alternating to the other. She continued her upward trek until she reached his perfect ass, digging her fingers deep into the muscles once she was upright.

Another approving groan and then Cooper stood tall once again. Tessa grabbed one more handful of soap and then continued as she reached around him, letting her hands slide down his chiseled abs, then teasing the hair beneath his navel and following it as it trailed downward.

When she reached his cock, she wasn’t shocked to find him thick and hard. Using what she had, Tessa wrapped her hands around his erection, her breasts pressed against his back as she stroked slowly, letting the slippery soap work in her favor.

“Tessa.” Her name came out on a growl, and she laughed.

“You like that?”

“Too much,” he moaned.

She didn’t stop, just squeezed his cock in her hands, not too tightly, but not too gently either. “Turn around.”

Cooper’s sudden movement made her giggle. Excited much? When he looked down at her, she was thrilled to see that the tension in his face had eased and that dark hunger was back in his eyes. Taking the shower sprayer from the wall, Tessa doused him with it, washing away the soap from his entire body, and then spending an extra minute letting the water cascade over his cock.

She met his eyes and smiled. Now she was ready to send him over the edge.

∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞

Cooper’s eyes damn near rolled into the back of his head when Tessa dropped to her knees the first time. But now, with her eye level with his cock, he might just pass out altogether.

For the last ten minutes at least, he’d been enjoying the way she focused her attention on him. She had obviously known just what he needed to relax because her determined touch, the way she kneaded the tension out of his muscles, had him feeling boneless.

Soft, wet hands gripped his cock, making his whole body jerk, and he put his hand on the wall at his side to keep himself from swaying. The shower was tiny, almost too small for both of them to fit comfortably, but the bathtub was at least long and narrow.

As Tessa’s lips closed over the head of his dick, his muscles tensed up yet again, but, not in a bad way. Shit. Her mouth was hot and wet and… and… and… Hell, what was he thinking about?

Oh, right. Torture. The gentle teasing of her fingers and the soft flicks of her tongue were fucking torture. She laved him with her tongue, her eyes continuing to watch him as he stared down his body at her.

She had the ability to hypnotize him at any given time with just a look, but there was something uniquely erotic about the woman as she knelt before him, her green eyes sparkling while she sucked his dick. Unable to help himself, he slid his fingers into the wet strands of her hair, holding firmly but not forcing himself on her. He let her explore him with her mouth, her tongue, the gentle scrape of her teeth along his shaft.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, his balls tightening ever so slightly. Shit, he wished he could do this all night. The hot cavern of her mouth was excruciating in the best of ways. “Suck me, Tessa.”