My One and Only(73)

“Slow down, darling,” he drawled, taking her face in his hands. “We’ve got all night.”

Her mind rebelled as he pushed her feet to the floor and she dug her nails into his shoulders.

Undoing the button on her pants, he said, “It’s my turn to look at you.”

Modesty temporarily smothered desire as Haleigh feared what Cooper would think of her. She’d been running on coffee and little else for so long, her body had devolved into a series of hard angles and sharp edges, lacking the curves that most men preferred.

“Maybe we should close the curtains,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest. The moonlight looked beautiful on Cooper, but would have a lesser effect on her pale skin.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he held her eyes captive as he pulled her arms gently to her sides. “You’re beautiful in every way, Haleigh Rae. Sexy and delicate,” he said, running a finger down her cleavage. “Elegant and graceful.” Callused hands cupped her breasts as his thumbs grazed her nipples, making her shiver with need. “Let me show you.” Sliding his fingers behind her waistband, he kept his eyes locked on hers. “Let me see you.”

With a nod, Haleigh braced her hands on his shoulders as he slid the cotton down her legs and over each foot. When the garment had been tossed to the side, he placed a kiss inches below her navel, along the elastic band of her pink lace panties.

Glancing up with a seductive smile, he said, “This is by far the best present I’ve ever unwrapped.”

“It’s all for you,” she said, words she’d never spoken to any man before. “I’m all yours, Cooper.”

“I’ve waited a lifetime to hear that.”

Passion flared between them like gasoline thrown on a fire. Cooper pulled Haleigh onto the bed to cover her body with his. She’d known skin to skin would be a heady rush, but the power of the connection threatened to overload her system. His mouth worshiped her breasts as his knee pressed hard between her legs.

She ground against him as the pressure built, moaning breathlessly for more. When his talented tongue traced down her stomach, Haleigh grasped the dark blankets in a death grip as her body arched up of its own volition.

Cooper kissed her clit through the narrow strip of satin, and Haleigh sighed, “Oh God, do that again.”

Answering the plea, he kissed her harder as his hands grasped the sides of the panties. When Haleigh lifted herself again, the underwear went flying, and so did she.

Her knees drew up as Cooper settled between her legs. Firm hands latched onto her cheeks and lifted her for better access. When his tongue dove inside, she pulled hard on the blankets as her head thrashed from side to side. The tremors started at her core and vibrated through her body. Haleigh feared she couldn’t take any more when first one finger and then another pressed deep as his mouth closed over her clit, his tongue drawing circles that sent her racing over the finish line.

Not only did Haleigh scream his name, she repeated it over and over as the waves hit one after another. Cooper stayed with her through them all, sending her soaring beyond anything she’d ever experienced. Her body shook with the force of the orgasm, and she would have sworn the zing reached the ends of her hair.

With tingling teeth, she panted for breath as her body relaxed into a puddle of sheer bliss.

As if he hadn’t just tried to kill her, Cooper kissed his way up her body to nestle against her, and with a leg thrown over hers, he said, “Not bad to get us started.”

Haleigh tried to laugh, but a strained croak escaped instead. “Pretty sure my vital signs say that was more than getting started. If what’s to come is better than that, I may not make it through the night.”

“You can’t give up now,” he said, nuzzling her ear. “We haven’t gotten to the best part.”

Arousal sparked anew. “You’ve set the bar pretty high if you plan to top that,” she said, wrapping her hand around the appendage currently poking her in the hip. His breathing thinned as she worked him up and down. “But I’m willing to let you try.”

Moving fast for a man his size, Cooper shifted her beneath him, holding most of his weight on his elbows as his pulsing heat pressed against her core.

“Trust me,” he drawled. “You won’t be disappointed.”



Eyes the color of aged whiskey looked up with anticipation as the smile softened from flirtation to open invitation.

Pressing an index finger against his lips, she said, “You could never disappoint me, Cooper. Ever.”

Unable to find the words to respond, he answered with actions. Cupping her breast, he worshiped her nipple until she arched in offering, moaning in satisfaction. Slick and hot, her body responded to every lick and tug, pinch and bite, until Cooper was certain she’d reached the edge. He pulled back and received a cry of protest.