Angel eyed me. “Did Dallas make it back to Charleston?”
“She texted me about twenty minutes ago from her hotel room.”
“Good. She’s so funny.”
I chuckled. “She’s really not.”
“Well, she cracked me up.” She sat down on the couch, tucking her feet under her. I walked over to her and pulled her to her feet. “What are you doing?”
So far, we’d never made love while Mehki was in the house, but I needed her. Cradling her face in my palms, I pulled her into a kiss. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, leaning into me and letting me set the pace. We kissed all the way to her bedroom. Once inside, I closedandlocked the door.
“Cooper?” she whispered, trying to put some space between us.
I hooked my finger into the waistband of her jeans and tugged her to me. “I’m asking for permission.” I’d said the same thing to her the first time we were together, but this time the question wasn’t simple. The answer wasn’t either, because I wasn’t asking for just one night, or even asking for permission to touch her. I wantedeverynight, I wanted her to let me love her. Because I did. I loved her so much.
Angel searched my eyes, like she was looking for something in mine that she couldn’t see. “Cooper, I…”
“What is it?”
She stared at me a moment longer. Then, she kissed me, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. “Nothing,” she murmured. “Permission granted.”
I scooped her into my arms and carried her over to the bed. Laying her down, I stripped her naked and removed my clothes in short order. Standing above her, I took her in, raking my gaze over every part of her. She was so beautiful, so amazing. I wanted to take my time with her tonight, worship her, cherish every minute she let me be with her like this.
In a few short months, she’d changed my world. And now I couldn’t imagine my life without her and Mehki. And since the words were seemingly lodged in my throat, I wanted to show her how much she meant to me.
Climbing onto the bed, I kissed my way up her body, stopping to pay special attention to her clit, sucking it into my mouth before she came, with my name on her lips. I continued my trek up, dipping my tongue in her belly button then tugging at her nipple with my teeth, before I sucked it into my mouth.
Her fingernails dug in my shoulders as I brushed my lips across her collarbone, over her jawline, up to her ear. “MyAngel,” I murmured against her ear.
She purred. “Coop, please.”
I loved when she begged for me. Because I wanted to give her everything she desired. I hurried with the condom, sheathing myself and pressing my dick against her entrance. Slowly, I thrust into her enjoying the way we fit together.
I squeezed my eyes shut, willing myself not to come before she did. But she felt so good, so tight, somine. It was a strange feeling realizing that someone had the power to destroy me. But I knewshecould. At the same time, I wasn’t willing to walk away from this.
I moved slow, wanting to drag this out for hours. But the need for completion made that feel impossible. Gripping her hips, I pushed in deeper with each thrust until she was begging me to let her come, to let her fly. We came together, with my heart pounding so hard in my chest, it seemed to shatter me, crack me open.
After a moment, I opened my eyes to find her staring at me, tears in her eyes. I kissed her cheeks, then brushed my mouth over hers.
“Baby?” she whispered, running her finger over my cheek. “Thank you.”
Frowning I peered into her eyes. “Why are you thanking me?” The comment seemed strange in the moment, and I wanted to fire off a barrage of questions to get to the bottom of it.
“For everything,” she said. “Meeting you was a game changer for me. I’ll always remember the time we spent together fondly.”
Her words seemed… final. Like she planned on going away or something. And another feeling started to build in my gut—a bad feeling. But before I could ask her another question, she placed her finger over my lips.
“Don’t,” she said. “Just… hold me.”
I rolled onto my back, pulling her into my arms. Kissing her brow, I said, “I won’t let go.”
A few minutes later, I heard her soft snores. “I love you,” I whispered to her sleeping form.
