“No.”
“Yes. And so, so sexy, you make my head spin.”
He did the same for her, not that she could say so. Putting words to the crazy emotions he made her feel would be dangerous.
“You have the softest skin, the sweetest lips, and you taste like honey and strawberries.”
Body wash, she wanted to say, but taking him into her body required every bit of concentration and focus as he pushed deeper than anyone had ever been. He seemed to touch the very heart of her, pushing her limits as she tried to accept and accommodate him.
“That’s it,” he said, moving carefully so he wouldn’t hurt her. “Nice and easy.”
“That thing ought to come with a warning,” she said through gritted teeth.
He laughed as he used his fingertips to brush the hair back from her face. “Are you complaining?”
“I might be.”
“We can’t have that.” He withdrew from her so suddenly that she gasped. Moving carefully, he turned so he was on his back and reached for her. “Come here.”
Gigi sat up and got her first look at the huge cock that stretched almost to his belly button. Dear God. She hadn’t expected that.
“Um, hello? Gigi?”
She’d had her share of sex, mostly meaningless encounters with men who exited her universe almost as quickly as they entered it. Even the two men—and that was using the word loosely—she’d been engaged to hadn’t made her feel like he did. Sex like this, like she was having with Cooper, scared her. But she couldn’t let him see that, or he’d want to fix it. That’s who he was, and she didn’t want him fixing her. She was fine the way she was.
Get your shit together, Gabrielle, her reliable inner voice demanded. Stop letting this be more than it is. He’s just a man, and soon enough, you’ll never see him again.
Why that thought made her sad was something she could think about when she didn’t have him and his formidable penis to contend with.
She took the hand he offered and straddled him, settling on top of his hard cock.
As he ran his hands over her thighs and up her sides to cup her breasts, Cooper watched her in that way that made her feel far too seen. “What’s the matter?”
“Huh? Nothing.”
“You do this thing with your brows when you lie.” He mimicked the expression. “Did you know that?”
“What? I’m not lying.” Desperate to get things back on track, she raised herself up over King Kong cock and slid down on it, trying to take as much of it as she could. But even in this position, the struggle was real.
“Easy, sweet Gigi. We’re in no rush. Take your time.”
She was suddenly in a rush to get this done and to get him out of there before it was too late. But as she inched down on him, and he filled her to absolute capacity, she realized “too late” might’ve happened an hour ago.
Chapter 16
Something is wrong, Cooper thought. She was upset about something, and it’d happened since they’d been in her bedroom. “Do you want to stop?”
She looked up at him, seeming surprised. “What? No, I don’t want to stop.”
“Would you tell me if you did?”
“Yes, I’d tell you.”
“It’s okay, you know. If you’ve changed your mind.” He wanted to tell himself to shut up. What man in his right mind said that when he had a goddess like her on top of him, halfway impaled on his cock?
“I haven’t changed my mind about the fact that this weapon of yours ought to come with a warning.”
Cooper laughed at the face she made, but then her internal muscles fluttered around his cock, and it took every ounce of control he could find not to lose it too soon. That couldn’t happen. Not with her. He felt like he’d been rehearsing for this main event since his first time with Mindy Farthing ten years ago. Everything since then had been leading to this, to Gigi.
By the time she finally took all of him, he was sweating from the effort to hold back, to let her take the lead.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Ask me that tomorrow when I can’t walk or sit.”
“I’ll carry you around.”
She rolled her eyes. “You can barely move, let alone tote me around.”
“I could tote you around if I had to.” He squeezed her ass cheeks and gave a gentle push that took him deeper into her.
Her head fell back, and her mouth opened on a silent scream.
She was the sexiest fucking thing he’d ever seen, and Cooper knew he’d remember this moment for the rest of his life.
“Fuck me, Gigi,” he whispered.
“I’m afraid to move.”
“You’re not afraid of anything.”
Her eyes opened, and when her gaze collided with his, he realized that wasn’t entirely true. For some reason, she was afraid of him, and he couldn’t have that. “When we’re done here, you’re going to tell me why you seem upset.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Yes, you are.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
She was magnificent. Her eyes flashed with annoyance even as her cheeks flushed with desire. She was a study in contrasts—funny, prickly, secretive, effortlessly sexy, insightful, loyal to the few people she loved and protective of herself and the tender heart that loved so few people. He desperately wanted to be one of them.
As he watched her, she began to move, probably trying to throw him off the scent of whatever was troubling her. Maybe she figured if she fucked his brains out, he might forget about that conversation he wanted to have with her after the fact.
He wouldn’t forget, but damn, she knew how to move.
Watching her breasts bounce and her skin flush with heat as she rocked his world had him at the edge, clinging to control when she threw her head back and came.
Cooper was right there with her, his fingers sinking into her ass as he exploded inside her. Nothing in his life had ever been better than sex with Gigi.
When she would’ve disentangled herself from him right away, he stopped her by putting his arms around her and bringing her to rest on his chest. Exertion had them both breathing hard, and his heart beat so fast, he could hear the echo of it in his ears. Her internal muscles continued to contract around him, keeping his cock harder than it should’ve been after that grand finale.
“Wow,” he said when he could speak again. “That was amazing.”
“It can’t happen again.”
Stunned, he asked, “Why not?”
“Because. It just can’t.”
“Gigi.”
She wriggled free of his arms and was up and off him so quickly, he had no time to prepare for the loss of her. The bathroom door closed with a loud slam.
What the fuck?
Cooper ran his hands through his hair and sat up slowly and painfully to find his shorts. He had put them back on and was sitting on the edge of her bed when she emerged from the bathroom ten minutes later, wearing a robe tied tight around her waist. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Save that bullshit for someone who doesn’t see right through it.”
Her eyes flashed with outrage. “Don’t act like you know me so well, because you don’t. So we fucked. So what? That doesn’t suddenly give you rights.”