Her silky hair drifted over his chest as she moved lower, her mouth placing hot, wet kisses over his skin as she continued. As soon as his brain recognized what she was about to do, Cooper’s legs locked up.

Smooth, soft fingers curled around his straining cock, moving ever so slowly, the sensations nearly too much to bear. It would be one thing for her to be aggressive, but this sensual torture was going to be the death of him.

He tried to compartmentalize the different sensations, hoping like hell he could ignore the subtle strokes along his cock.

Nope. Not happening.

Shit.

“Tessa. Darlin’, please,” he begged, his voice strained with how much he was holding back.

“I love when you ask so nicely,” she teased and then her hot, moist mouth was on him, the head of his cock slowly slipping between her lips and he found himself gripping the blankets beneath him to keep from reaching for her.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” he roared, pushing up into her mouth.

Her small hands landed flat on his thighs, attempting to hold him down and he gave in, forcing his body to remain flat against the mattress as her sweet mouth slid over him, her tongue teasing the flared head before taking him deeper. He squeezed his eyes shut, focusing on the heavenly feel of her mouth on him. She wasn’t just sucking his cock, she was exploring him with her mouth, and he wanted to shout to the heavens. It was the most unbelievable feeling, her tongue stroking, teasing. When her lips closed around him, and she sucked him deep, he groaned, his balls drawing up tightly to his body.

Unable to stop himself, Cooper grabbed her head with one hand, holding her still. “Uh – uh. I’m not coming in your mouth, Tessa. Not this time, baby.” He wanted to be inside of her. He wanted her to come at the same time he did, and if she kept this up, he was going to lose all of his noble intentions.

He kept his fingers threaded in her hair, controlling her movements as best he could, enjoying the silky feel of her mouth as she sucked his cock, bathing him with her tongue until he couldn’t take any more.

“Come here, Tessa.” Adding a bit of demand to his tone, he kept his fingers wound in her hair, pulling gently until she was doing as he asked. Once she was over him, he flipped them again, wanting to feel her beneath him. “Remember what you said earlier?”

Tessa nodded, her wide eyes locked with his. “I’m on the pill,” she said. “I swear to you, I’m on the pill.”

The fact that Tessa understood his pain from earlier made his chest swell. He appreciated her reassurance, and he believed her. Hell, he’d believed her the first time she had told him.

“I’m clean, Tessa. I have routine checkups, and I use condoms.”

Tessa’s eyes darted away briefly and then back to his. “I’m clean too. I don’t have sex. The last time – before you and I – was almost two years ago. With Chad. We used condoms, but I was tested anyway.”

Cooper’s gut twisted with just the mention of the bastard’s name, but he ignored the jealousy and nodded his head.

“Do you trust me? If we’re going to do this, I want to know that you trust me. That you won’t run from me if things get tough.” He paused, swallowed. “This is just the beginning, Tessa.”

“Yes,” she said on a sob. “I trust you, Cooper.”

Her cool fingers rested against his cheeks and Cooper leaned down, pressing his mouth to hers. The kiss started gently, but quickly escalated, infused with the molten heat that they generated when they were together. Shifting until he was right where he wanted to be, Cooper didn’t break the kiss, inhaling Tessa’s gasp as he thrust into her hard.

As much as he wanted to go slow, to make love to her the way he had in the bed of his truck under the stars, the thread on his control was too frayed. Pulling back, he stared down at her. “Put your hands on the headboard,” he ordered.

Her grin made his heart melt. She easily lifted her arms, her hands wrapping around the bars on the headboard.

Cooper pushed up onto his knees, gripping her hips as he lifted her slightly, pushing deeper and then retreating slowly. Her breasts swayed as he began a slow, almost gentle rhythm. He could only maintain slow for so long because the hot, wet grip of her pussy was too much. Without the latex barrier, she was scorching him, and the slow glide through her slick heat quickly morphed into punishing thrusts of his hips as he slammed into her, her arms locked as she added resistance against the headboard.

“Cooper,” Tessa groaned, her eyes closing as her head tipped back against the pillow.

He was unable to say a word, his body spoke the only language he knew at the moment as he continued to pound into her. He refused to come until she did, but she seemed to be holding out on him. He released her hips and took one leg, lifting it high on his shoulder as he leaned into her, providing the perfect angle…

“Fuck, baby.” Cooper paused, taking a deep breath as the pleasure overwhelmed him. “Tessa, you feel so fucking good. So damn tight.” He was rambling, but it was the only thing he could do to keep from slamming into her and coming with a vengeance.

“Cooper! Don’t stop! Oh!” Tessa screamed as her pussy gripped him like a velvet vice, clamping down on his cock until he had to give himself over to the pleasure.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

“You do know we have to get up at some point today,” Tessa told Cooper a couple of hours later when they awoke, cuddled up next to each other in her bed.

A disgruntled sound came from Cooper’s chest, and she curled into him even more.

“Shit!” he exclaimed and pushed up, glancing over at the clock.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, pulling the sheet up over her bare breasts as she sat up.

“I left Dalton at the bar last night. He was supposed to stay with me,” Cooper told her, a smile replacing his frown.

“Oh, crap.”

“Yeah,” he answered, crawling out of bed and walking naked toward the bathroom. “There’s no telling what kind of trouble that boy got himself into.”

Tessa fell back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. She remembered the way Dalton had been watching Katie and wondered for a minute… Surely not. She wasn’t sure Katie could handle a cowboy like Dalton. Hell, she wasn’t sure Devil’s Bend could handle him, especially if he was anything like Cooper.