On her sister.
“I’m so thrilled for you, Susan, and I wish you nothing but happiness in life—but I’m positive you don’t need any help from me anymore. I know you two will be together forever, and he’ll be the one standing guard over you from now on.”
She lifted the glass of champagne her mother handed her, smiling past her unshed tears. “To your happily ever after.”
Susan stood and called out, “And to yours.”
Kayla looked at Cooper…again. He still sat at their table, watching her with a light in his eyes that literally took her breath away. For a second, and only a second, she let herself imagine a future with him.
And it looked good.
But then she shoved the happily-ever-after forever thought away and focused on what she could have.
The sex.
Her happily-ever-after for tonight.
Her mother came over, wiping the tears off her face hurriedly. “Thank you, sweetie.” Her mother hugged her, sniffing loudly. She whispered, “That was perfect. I love you.”
“Thank you,” Kayla whispered back. “Love you, too.”
“If I can pull myself together now…” Her mom turned to the crowd and laughed. Everyone joined in. “Everyone, let’s show our appreciation for Kayla.”
The room full of people clapped, and Kayla saw Cooper stand and clap, too. He made a face at her, something silly and so him. She grinned and rolled her eyes back at him. Then he burst into laughter.
God, he was hot when he did that.
She made her way down the stairs, and he came across the room. In the background, her mom talked about Susan and Max, but Kayla didn’t hear a word. Cooper pulled her into his arms under the guise of a sweet hug for her family’s benefit, but once he lowered his mouth to her ear, he said, “You did great. I promise a huge reward when we get back to the hotel.”
Oh, God, yes please.
As happy as she was for her sister, and as much as she loved her family…
She wanted tonight to be over so she could collect.
Chapter Thirteen
Cooper closed the hotel door behind them, his eyes on Kayla. He watched her as she stepped out of her heels, wobbling a little bit as she did so. She looked so fucking pretty she stole his breath away, but he couldn’t stop watching. She was addicting.
He should be exhausted. Should be ready to collapse.
God knew she’d kept him up all night last night.
But he wanted her again. They would only be together for a few days and he was determined to have her as much, and in as many ways, as possible within that short time. He crossed the room and swooped her into his arms. Then he lowered his head and kissed her, his tongue claiming hers. Walking across the room, he carried her to the bed and set her down on it.
Her slender leg curved at the knee, and he crept his hand up her skin. He spread her thighs as he nibbled her throat, his stomach clenching down hard when she moaned and scraped her nails down his back. “Fuck, you taste good.”
He made quick work of removing his clothes and her dress, and then looked at her. Just looked. She was gorgeous. All pinks and creamy skin and perfection.
After a moment of hesitation, he closed his mouth around her nipple. She cried out and squirmed beneath him. Good. Desire formed a hard coil in his stomach and he slid his fingers along her pussy. His fingers were instantly drenched.
She flicked her tongue over his shoulder, then bit down. “God, I want you now.”
“You want more? You want this?” He slipped a finger inside of her, rubbing against her clit as he did so. Silk. Pure silk. “Or do you want my cock inside of you?”
She lifted her hips, rolling them against him urgently. “I want it all,” she breathed, her eyes drifting shut. “Give it all to me.”
“You need more…” He sucked on her nipple and slid another finger inside of her, thrusting his hand hard. “…Patience.”
Christ, she felt so damn good. His cock twitched, demanding to take the place of his fingers. But he wouldn’t give in to that yet. He wouldn’t give in until she was crying his name so loudly they woke up the entire fucking hotel.
He kissed a path down her stomach, his fingers still moving inside of her. She thrust her hips and buried her fingers in his hair as she tried to pull him closer.
“Cooper. Please.”
He groaned, lowering his head even more. He nipped the skin right over the small patch of curls between her legs. Her abs clenched, and her grip on his head relaxed. But a second later, her fingers tightened and she was urging him lower.
Now that, he would happily give her.
He rolled his tongue over her clit, closing his eyes when she arched into him. Her thighs tightened around his head, squeezing and trembling at the same time. She was close already. He increased the pressure, slid his hands under her ass, and lifted her up. He traced his thumbs over the curve of her ass, sliding inwards as he ravaged her with his mouth. She tensed and screamed, her entire body going tight as her juices coated his tongue.