Mac smiled, but when she glanced back over at him, she realized he wasn’t looking at the picturesque landscape. He was staring straight at her.
Her breath caught in her chest at the emotion she found behind his eyes. Her pulse spiked as a crazy idea began to form.
“Uh, oh.” Coop’s gaze became suspicious. “Do I want to know what’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
Using slow, deliberate steps, she began closing the distance between them.
“You ever bring a date up here?”
Coop shook his head. “Other than my sisters, you’re the only female I’ve ever shown this place to.”
Mac’s heart gave her ribs a heavy thump. She smiled. “Good.”
Stopping directly in front of him, she placed her hands on his taught thighs. With a gentle push, she made enough room for her to be able to position herself between them.
“Uh, Mac? What are you—”
“What does it look like?”
Before he could answer, she’d slid her hands up his thighs and was reaching for the clasp on his belt.
Giving her more room to work, he braced himself with his hands at his sides and leaned back. “You sure want to do this here, all out in the open?”
“Why not? We’re not in your parents’ house, and you were the one who said we’d have to be creative. Right?” She released his belt.
Heat pooled in his eyes. “I seem to recall saying something like that.”
“Well.” Mac carefully released his zipper. “This is me being creative.”
Coop hissed a breath, the muscles in his lower belly flexing when her fingers made contact with his rigid cock. The pulsing skin was hot against her palm as she began stroking him as best she could.
It wasn’t nearly enough.
“I need more room to work.”
He laid back, lifted his lower half off the truck bed, and pushed his jeans down over his hips. Sitting back up the way he was before, his chest rose and fell with anticipation. “Better?”
Mac grinned. “Much.”
With all the freedom she needed to move, she took him in her hand again. Sliding her fist up and down his hard, velvet shaft, she leaned down and licked the drop of moisture already beading on the tip.
His body jerked as she got her first taste. Coop balanced himself on one hand, using the other to cup the back of her head.
“What you’re doing feels fucking amazing, but you don’t have to—”
“I want to make you come this way.”
He pulsed beneath her fist, her words sending another drop of his warm, salty essence onto her tongue. She licked him again.
“Take whatever you want, baby.” His eyes burned into hers. “It’s all yours.”
That was all she needed.
Hard as steel beneath her touch, Mac knew he was already close to the edge. Her own core was already wet and aching, longing for release, but she wanted him to come first.
On a mission, Mac kept her eyes on his as she wrapped her lips around the tip of his swollen cock. In a slow, torturous descent, she lowered her head, taking him in as far as her throat would allow.
Coop moaned, his eyes rolling shut as he dropped his head back between his shoulders. Mac could feel his fingertips tightening against the back of her skull. “Ah, baby,” he panted. “God, your mouth feels so good.”
