Page 19 of Cooper’s Passion

Her forehead furrowed. “You thought I needed to be restrained?”

Cooper put his hand on her lower back and pulled her closer. “Don’t get me wrong, I would have never forced the cuffs on you, if you’d said no…” He sighed. “But I had the feeling that you don’t find it easy to let somebody get close to you, and that you don’t often let yourself go. So I figured that giving the reins over to me for a little while would make it easier for you to enjoy yourself.”

Stunned, she gaped at him. How had he seen through her so easily? She’d spent years perfecting her iron-clad façade as a sheriff’s deputy so nothing could faze her. As a consequence, she’d found it difficult to open up to men who wanted to date her, and many had thought her emotionally cold.

“Did I say something wrong?” Cooper’s eyes bored into her.

“No, no, you didn’t,” she said quickly. “It’s just that you’re the first man who’s figured out who I am. Most guys I go out with barely get past the first date. They think I’m too reserved, too cold.”

“You’re not. You’re full of passion. Making love to you, feeling how you responded to me, was breathtaking. Just thinking of it…”

He took her hand and pulled it down his torso until she felt his cock beneath her palm. Instinctively, she wrapped her hand around his erection. “You’re hard again.” Her pulse kicked up.

“Of course, I’m hard again. You’re in my arms, naked, and utterly sexy. Why wouldn’t I be hard? Are you not even aware of how hot you are?”

“I’ve never seen myself like that.”

“Anita, Anita,” he said softly, a chuckle rolling off his lips as he put two fingers beneath her chin to tip it up so her mouth was only an inch from his. “Do I have to make love to you all night so you’ll believe me when I tell you what a desirable woman you are?”

She smiled mischievously. “If it’s not too much trouble.”

“No trouble at all,” he murmured and kissed her, while he rolled over her.