The Final Temptation, page 8
His threat has a fierce ache igniting between my thighs. Thankfully, we pull up to his place only a short minute later. Just as we enter his building he picks me up, then our hands and mouths are out of control once again. We bang against the hallway walls as we make our way to his door, refusing to have our lips apart from one another.
I release a startled yelp when he stumbles. “Shit, fuck,” he curses, but gains his footing quickly. “Sorry, baby, pretend that didn’t happen.”
I laugh into our kiss, loving that I make him feel this way—out of control, frantic, desperate—the same way he has always made me feel.
He pins me against the door as he fumbles to unlock it, then once we’re in he slams it behind him. I feel us rush through his apartment just before the cool, soft mattress of his bed meets my back. I try to keep him close, but he doesn’t allow it. He releases my mouth and quickly slips out of my arms, drawing a disappointed moan from me. I recover from it quickly though when his lips find the swells of my breasts. My nipples strain painfully under the silk of my dress, craving his attention. I push his head down when he takes too long, and feel him smile against my supple flesh just before his teeth graze my stiff peak through the thin material.
With a fiery moan I arch up for more, but he doesn’t give it to me. Instead the fucker tortures me, only giving me a tease over my dress, then lowers himself down my silk-covered body, bringing his mouth to the spot that I ache for him most. I feel his hands go to the slit just before he tears it higher, revealing my black panties. He brings his mouth against the wet lace and gives me a gentle kiss.
“Please, Cooper, I want more. I need more,” I plead with a whimper.
“Soon, baby, but first you’re going to back up that mouth of yours.” I barely comprehend his words before he shreds my panties from my hips with one swift pull.
I gasp at the unexpected act but it quickly trails off on a moan. Oh shit, that was so damn hot.
“Jesus, you’re fucking perfect.” My eyes fall closed when I feel his warm breath hit my bare center, and my hips rise—seeking his pleasure. When he doesn’t give me the attention I want, I open my eyes to see him on his knees, staring up at me, right over my most intimate part. “Touch yourself, Kayla, show me how you have pleasured this sweet pussy while waiting for me.”
Heat explodes through me at his erotic words. “I’ll do it if you show me, too.” I challenge.
He smiles at me, and it’s a smile that has my heart skipping a beat. “You wanna see me stroke my cock, baby?”
I nod, my throat suddenly too dry to speak. He stands with confidence and rids himself of his shirt first, giving me a view that has my heart stalling in my chest. God he is beautiful. His shoulders are broad and strong, his chest defined and his abs perfectly cut until they taper off into that sexy v—
“Get moving, Kayla.”
My eyes snap to his and I quirk a brow at the order. “My you’re awfully bossy.”
“I told you, baby, that’s the only way it works with me in here.”
“Hmmm, that you did. But just an FYI, the only time this is acceptable is when our clothes are off. Otherwise, don’t press your luck.”
“Like you are right now with that mouth of yours?” I give him a wink, letting him know that’s exactly what I’m doing. “Stop stalling, Kayla.”
I can tell I’m pushing it, so, with a smile, I give him what he wants. I slowly trail my hand down between the center of my breasts and over the silk material. His heated gaze follows my path, warming me from the inside out. My hand freezes, hovering just above my destination, when Cooper moves to undo his belt, and I wait with bated breath for what I’m sure is going to be the sexiest thing I will ever see in my life. He unbuttons his dress slacks then drops his pants only enough to free himself.
All the air leaves my lungs at first sight of his cock. Oh sweet baby jesus and all that is holy, it’s even bigger and hotter than I thought it would be.
“Now, Kayla, give me what I want.” His gruff demand penetrates through my sexual fog. Continuing my descent, I reach down and slide two of my fingers through my wet flesh. A strangled noise escapes me as I find the bundle of nerves that is screaming for attention. “No. Don’t stay there, keep moving, baby. Go inside. I wanna see your fingers fuck your tight, little pussy.”
I whimper, both at his dirty words and in need for wanting to give myself release, but I do as he says and enter both of my fingers deep inside of me. I gasp in pleasure at the snug feel and arch up into my hand.
A low growl penetrates through the heated silence. “That-a-girl, show me what you did while thinking about me.” I pump my fingers in and out, all the while watching with rapt fascination as he strokes himself. “Do you like watching me stroke my cock, Kayla?”
“Yes,” I answer truthfully, my voice barely above a whisper.
“This is what I have done almost every night while thinking about all the ways I was going to fuck you.”
His words have fire erupting inside of me, my need for release so strong that it’s painful. I bring the heel of my hand to grind against my throbbing clit. My stomach tightens and my breathing accelerates with my impending orgasm.
“No, stop.” Cooper rips my hand away just before I detonate and it’s enough to make me cry.
“Cooper, please. I…”
“Shhh. I got you, baby.” He drops to his knees in front of me then takes my two fingers into his mouth, sucking my arousal off of them and groans. “You taste as fucking good as I knew you would.” Leaning down, he runs his warm, wet tongue through my aching center.
“Ahh, god.” My entire body jolts off the bed and my fingers wind in his hair tightly, forcing him to stay exactly where he is.
He splays his hand along my lower tummy and holds me in place while he devours me like a starved man. I was already so close to exploding that I know I’m going to erupt at any moment. My feet find their place on his broad shoulders and I thrust up against the perfection of his mouth. “That’s it, baby, fuck my mouth.” His words vibrate against my clit and reverberate through my entire body.
“Oh god, I’m going to come. Right now.” As soon as the words escape past my lips he thrusts a single finger inside of me and it sends me crashing over the edge with an intensity that steals my breath. Ecstasy rushes through every nerve ending in my body and Cooper draws out my orgasm, making it last so long I think I could die from it. Once my final tremors subside, he eases his mouth away and kisses the inside of my thigh. I take a moment to try and steady my breathing as I float back down from the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
Cooper stands, his pants still undone but his cock now back in his underwear. My eyes travel up his hard, bare body that is nothing short of perfection—a body that I have wanted to touch and taste for so long. I glance over at his bedside clock and see we have five minutes. Looking back at him, my gaze collides with his intense one as he stares down at me with undisguised hunger, and I feel a smile tug at my lips. “Mmm, I always knew that mouth of yours was capable of the best things.” Getting to my knees, I reach for the side zipper, underneath my arm, and unzip my dress. The straps slip down my shoulders and the silk falls away easily, leaving me completely bare. His eyes turn to liquid fire as he devours my naked body.
I crawl over top of the soft material until I’m directly in front of him and reach out tentatively to touch him. I’m a little worried that he won’t let me, like last time, but he grabs my wrist and guides my hand to rest on his hard, defined abdomen. His gaze never wavers from mine as he leans down and claims my mouth. It isn’t like any of the kisses we’ve had yet. It’s not frantic and desperate, it’s slow and deliberate. It sends warmth through my entire body and my heart into a tailspin.
When he pulls back I take a minute before opening my eyes, wanting to bask in this moment as long as possible. When I eventually open them I see him watching me with a small smile and I can’t help but return one of my own. “You really can do wonders with that mouth of yours, McKay, and now I’m going to show you what mine is capable of.”
Leaning down, I kiss his toned stomach before trailing my tongue along the contours of his abs. As much as I would like to take hours to explore every inch of his body I know I don’t have much time before he will have me on my back again, so I head right to the good stuff. I hook my thumbs on the inside of his waistband and pull his pants down just enough for his erection to spring free. I don’t bother to finish ridding him of them before fisting his thick cock in my hand, loving the smooth, hard feel of it. He hisses out a breath and pumps himself into my firm grasp. When a pearl of clear fluid leaks from the tip I lean in and lick it clean, loving the salty taste of him.
With a growl he weaves his fingers in my hair, and the firm grip stings my scalp in the best way. “Take me in, Kayla. All of me.”
He doesn’t need to tell me twice. Looking up at him with a smirk, I take him all the way in until he hits the back of my throat, then I suck back to the tip, making sure to run my tongue on the underside of it.
“Ah fuck, yeah. That’s it, baby, suck my dick just like that.” I move to repeat the motion but he beats me to it and thrusts back in. A whimper escapes me and my clit flares to life again from his control. He sets the pace, which is hard and fast. I relax my throat and take him as far as I can, and grip the base where my mouth can’t reach. He tugs my head back a bit so our gazes collide, and keeps his pace, his eyes wild with lust. “You like it when I fuck this sassy mouth of yours, Kayla?”
I moan, letting him know that I love it, and I do. I usually don’t like to be told what to do, but this guy can do anything he wants to me when our clothes are off. Hell, even with our clothes on I think I would do anything he says, which is a little scary.
“This is what I pictured doing to you every time you mouthed off to me. It drove me fucking crazy and you knew it.”
Yes, I did. It’s why I loved riling him up, because I knew one day he would make me pay for it in the dirtiest ways possible.
I feel him grow harder just before he pulls out of my mouth with lightning speed. “Why are you stopping?” I ask through labored breaths, my mouth watering for his taste.
“Because it’s almost time and there is nothing in the world that will stop me from claiming what I have been waiting years to do.” He leans down and pulls something from his pants pocket before putting a hand on my chest and coaxing me to lie down. I scoot back a little closer to the headboard then watch him as he opens the condom and sheathes himself. His gaze is fierce as he crawls over top of me, his hard, bare body blanketing mine, sending a beautiful warmth flowing through me. I feel his erection on the inside of my thigh and my heart rate speeds up in anticipation. I’m not nervous though; I have wanted this for too damn long.
Cooper’s expression softens as he reaches up and brushes a strand of hair out of my face. “There are so many ways I want to take you, so many things I want to do to you. But for now I’m going to go slow and savor every minute of it, and I’ll try to make it as painless as possible for you.”
As much as I like his dominant side, I love this side of him too—his softer side. “It will be perfect because it’s with you,” I tell him truthfully.
He presses a kiss to my forehead then rises up on one arm and runs his erection through my wet flesh, coating it with my arousal. I moan when he grazes my sensitive clit. We both glance at the clock to see it’s one minute after midnight.
“Kayla?” I look back at him to see a small smile on his face. “Happy birthday, baby.” Then he enters me with one smooth thrust. I gasp. The sting of pain is the most exquisite I’ve ever felt. A deep groan erupts from his chest as he stills and gives me time to adjust. His back muscles are tight and strained under my fingertips. “Shit. Just relax, baby.” I relax my knees that have a strong grip on his hips, and breathe through the fullness of him. “Better?” he asks a moment later.
“Yes.”
Rising up, he begins thrusting inside of me with slow, deliberate strokes. It’s tight, a little painful, and absolutely beautiful. “Jesus, you feel fucking incredible.”
I reach up and frame his face between both of my hands, and pull him closer until his lips are only a breath from mine. As I stare into his warm, green eyes, I let it sink in that I am finally having the only man I’ve ever wanted. And now that I have him I know that everything I have gone through, up until this point, was meant to lead me here—to this one person.
“What are you thinking?” he asks softly, as if sensing my thoughts.
I debate on how much to tell him then decide on the truth. “I’m pretty sure I’ve waited my whole life for this moment with you.”
He falters and my heart thrums at a fast pace, scared that I just ruined the moment, but my fear vanishes when he gives me a small, genuine smile. “I have no doubt, Kayla, that you were made just for me.” I feel the biggest, silliest smile take over my own face. “You and your sassy mouth that drives me fucking crazy.”
“Mmm, you love my mouth.” I throw back.
He grunts. “Now that I can do something with it I do.”
A giggle escapes me and we both groan when I clench around him. I feel his body begin to shake with restraint from holding back. Linking my arms around his neck I hitch a leg up on his lower back, bringing him deeper. “Kiss me, McKay, then fuck me like you mean it.”
With a growl he claims my mouth then unwraps my arms from around his neck and pins them above my head. He pulls out so only the tip of him is inside of me then he slams back in. I gasp and arch up into him as tingles explode through my body.
“That okay?”
“God yes, keep going.”
“My fucking pleasure.” He pulls back again until he’s almost out then slams back into me. He does this over and over, rocking my body with the best sensations. Our fingers link above my head and our bodies begin to stick from sweat. I finally find rhythm with him and thrust up into his beautiful, relentless assault. “That-a-girl, take me, Kayla, all of me.” I feel my tummy pull tight with my impending orgasm and I begin to flutter around him. He feels it and groans. “Yes, give it to me. Let me feel it, baby.”
“Cooper?” I barely get his name out—I’m so enraptured in the moment—I’m not even certain of what I’m asking for. My fingers dig into his back as I feel my body teeter on the edge. I’m so close but can’t grasp it.
“I got you.” He changes the angle of his thrusts, hitting that spot deep inside of me at a hard, fast pace.
I can do nothing else but take it, and it feels incredible. “Oh god, oh god.”
Unlinking one of his hands from mine he moves it down to cup my breast and pinches my sensitive nipple with a force that has me detonating. “Fuck yes!” Cooper increases his pace, faster than I thought possible, and fucks me through the intensity of my pleasure. I’m barely coming back down from my high when he stills deep inside of me and groans out his own pleasure.
We lay together in a sweat-tangled mess as we try to catch our breaths, our hearts beating together as one. I hold him as close as humanly possible, never wanting him to leave this spot inside of me. I feel his lips press gently against the corner of my forehead. “You okay?” he asks, sounding a little concerned.
“Mmmhmmm,” I hum, having a hard time forming words.
With a chuckle he pulls out of me, and we both groan at the disconnection. “I’ll be right back.”
Once he stands I pull the blanket up to keep warm, since I no longer have his body heat, then enjoy the view as he walks to the bathroom. He comes back in his underwear a few minutes later, and begins to clean me with a warm washcloth. I tense at the awkwardness of it, but he puts me at ease when he presses a kiss to the inside of my thigh.
After he finishes he throws it in his laundry hamper, then crawls back in beside me and pulls me against him so we’re face to face. We stare at each other for a long, silent moment and I can’t help but smile. “Happy birthday to me.”
He chuckles and presses a kiss to my forehead. “Yeah, baby. Happy birthday to you, and it’s about fucking time.”
I giggle and wrap my arms around his neck to bring him closer. “Mmm, agreed, and this was by far my favorite birthday gift ever.”
His lips tilt with a mischievous smile. “That wasn’t your birthday gift.”
I quirk a brow. “No? You got something more for me, McKay?”
“Maybe,” he replies secretively.
“It’s handcuffs, isn’t it? Let’s put that shit to use right now.”
He belts out a laugh and cups my ass in his big hands. “I don’t need to buy you handcuffs. I get that shit for free.”
I wait for him to say more but he doesn’t. He only stares at me with a sly smile. “Well, come on, give it to me already.”
“Oh I’ll give it to you.” With lightning speed he flips me to my back and comes over top of me, then kisses the living daylights out of me.
I sigh and decide I will never tire of kissing him. Not ever. I distantly feel him reach over and hear the sound of a drawer being opened. Then before we can get caught up in our passion he rolls off of me and leaves a small wrapped present on my chest.
I stare at it, wondering what it could be. “You didn’t have to get me anything.”
“I know, I wanted to. I’ve had it for a while.”
I look over at him in surprise, my heart warming at that small tidbit of information. With giddy excitement I sit up, making sure the sheet is wrapped around me, and start opening it. My curiosity peeks at the small, velvet jewelry box. “You asking me to marry you already? I love it, Coop, but maybe we should wait until after graduation.”
“Ha ha,” he replies, deadpanned. “Just open it, smart ass.”
I open the box with a smile and falter when I get a look at the authentic, platinum Pandora charm bracelet. “Whoa,” I whisper, not really knowing what else to say. I don’t think there are any words to describe the beauty of this bracelet.
