Page 22 of Psychic Link


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“Yeah.”

“You’re on a beautiful island with a good-looking man. Try and enjoy your last night there. Everyone is safe.”

“I’ll try.”

Cara clicked the phone off and said a prayer as she glanced up at the night sky.

Cooper hadthe towel wrapped around his waist. His clothes were laying on the bed and he planned to get dressed in the room since he’d forgotten his boxers before getting in the shower. Cara walked into the room. Her eyes ran over his nakedbody, and she licked her lips. Did she even realize she had? A grin spread across her face, and her smile brightened.

“Becca called my mom, and she and your sister are heading back home. She must have seen they’d be safe.”

“I wonder what changed.” Coop muttered beneath his breath.

“Who know, I’m just glad it did.” Cara wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest. He ran his hand down her back, the heat from her body scorching his fingertips. His hopes of breaking Cara down to finally say yes were dwindling by the second.

“We have a reason to celebrate.” Coop cupped her cheek and pressed a hot kiss to her tender lips. That had been the entire reason they’d come to the island, although he’d enjoyed planning in the shower what he’d had in store for Cara. He hadn’t been kidding when he said he’d get her out of her head, and he had one night to prove it.

Cooper leaned into her savoring her lips as he pressing against her to show the desire stirring inside him. She needed him to make good on his plans. She just didn’t realize it yet, but she would. With the threat against his sister momentarily forgotten, he let himself get lost in Cara’s taste.

He teased her tongue as heat spread through his body. There would be nodenying his desire, and by the time he was done with her, she’d be begging him to take her. He slowly broke the kiss and held her hazy gaze. “Go get your shower.”

She nodded as if unable to speak. He’d have her screaming before they rested their eyes. She grabbed a dress and walked into the bathroom. Cooper waited until he heard the shower before he picked up the phone and called the concierge with his request, and then he called the swingers committee to see if they could help accommodate with a blindfold. They’d been all too happy to oblige.

The stuff he wanted arrived while she was still in the bathroom getting ready. He pocketed one of the items to use at dinner before canceling their plans with Betty. He made new dinner arrangements. He’d planned a night she wouldn’t forget. It was because of her that his sister was safe, and he knew exactly how to repay her. After all, he had the golden touch, might as well put it to good use.

Cooper stood in front of the window staring out at the ocean beyond their pool. Waves crashed against the shore as the moon hid behind the clouds. He’d been lost in thought when Cara opened the door, stepping out of the bathroom in a little black dress and three-inch heels. Her hair was in waves going down her back, and his fingers itched to run through thesilky strands. Her legs were bare and tan. She made him hungry, and not for the food he had waiting. She smiled, making his shaft twitch.

“How do I look?” she asked. “Remember you’re still being honest.”

“Honestly?”

She nodded, and he could see the hesitation in her eyes.

“As great as that dress is, it would look better pooled around your feet. Should I show you?”

A blush crept into her cheeks.That’s it, Cara. I’ll see your entire body do that before the night is over.

She cleared her throat. “I’m starved.”

He grinned and lifted his brow. “I am too, but that will have to wait until after our plans.”

Her cheeks darkened from the light pink to a rosy shade.

Coop moved to stand in front of her and leaned in to whisper in her ear. “I promised you a night you’ll never forget.”

Her breath hitched, and her chest heaved against the fabric of her dress. “If anything I do frightens you, or you want me to stop, all you have to do is say the word; otherwise, I won’t. Tonight is about getting out of your head and just feeling the pleasure. Pick a safe word.”

“Excuse me?”

“A word that you wouldn’t normally say, that when I hear it, I’ll immediately stop whatever it is I’m doing.”

“I..” She shook her head.

“What vegetable do you hate most?”

“All of them.”

His lips twisted into a smile.