With a groan, Cooper pulled away and held her at arm’s length. “Get those wet clothes off. Now,” he ordered.
“Aren’t we bossy?” She teased even as she tossed her coat and T-shirt over a nearby patio chair. Water trickled down her neck and between her breasts. Her nipples stood erect in the lace cups of her bra, and Cooper’s gaze went straight to them.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” He stared at her for several long seconds.
“So are you. Now let’s see some skin,” she bossed him right back. His determined expression didn’t bode well for her remaining the one in control.
He added his shirt to the growing pile of wet clothes. “Satisfied?” he smirked.
“Not even close.” Izzy tugged and yanked until she was free of her jeans. “Your turn, handsome.” Before he could respond, she dived into the heated pool, which was about to become more heated.
When she surfaced, he stood on the edge of the pool, completely naked. Rivulets of water ran down his chest to his erect penis.
“What are you waiting for? The water’s warm, and my body’s hot.”
His purely wicked grin made her heart pound inside her chest. He dove in, his body all male grace and fluid motion, surfacing near where she treaded water. A second later, he was all over her with his hands and mouth, entwining his legs with hers, as they stood in chest high water.
“I’ve been waiting for you my entire life,” he said against her ear. He left a trail of kisses down her jaw and bit her shoulder.
She groaned and nipped at his stubbled chin. “I doubt it’s been that long,” she teased.
“It feels like no one else counted until you came along. Like you’re the missing piece of my heart and soul.” The truth of his words shone in his eyes.
Normally Izzy would’ve run hard and fast away from any man who ever said words like that, but she dismissed them as the words of a sexually drunken man wanting to get in the pants of a woman who’d made him wait several weeks. A guy would say anything to bury himself in a woman after she held out on him, especially a man who loved challenges as much as Cooper.
“I want you.” She literally climbed up his body, wrapping her legs around his waist, and sucking his tongue into her mouth. “I really want you, Cooper. Show me how badly you want me.”
Wading through the warm water, Cooper plunked her ass on the edge of the pool. “How do you want me?”
“I want you wet, wild, and willing. Don’t hold back.” She pressed her crotch against his erection, taunting him, and he growled.
Cooper yanked the lacy bra under her breasts and took a taste of each one before sucking a nipple into his mouth, tormenting it with his tongue, and biting down gently. A sliver of pleasure-soaked pain jolted through her, and she clawed at his back. He moved to the other nipple, repeating the process. Izzy’s vision blurred as she almost came.
Not yet. Not until she took Cooper with her. She grabbed fistfuls of his hair and pulled his face back to hers. “Condom?” she almost snarled.
He stared at her with unfocused eyes, as if his brain had lost the power to process words.
“Condom?” Izzy repeated, her voice taking on a desperate tone to match the throbbing between her thighs.
Cooper gave a quick shake of his head and nodded slowly. “Yeah, don’t move. Not one muscle.”
“Get the condom now,” she ordered, not caring how bossy she sounded.
Cooper took no offense. His mouth kicked up at the corners. He swam across the pool, crawled out, and dug a packet out of his jeans pocket. Izzy watched as he rolled it onto his magnificent dick. A second later, he ran around the pool and lowered himself into the shallow end near her.
“I need you inside me now. We can worry about foreplay later.”
“Honey, I’m your man.” He bowed low in the water and rose to run his tongue across her bare stomach. “But these have to go.” He tugged on her panties, and Izzy raised her legs. He yanked them off and chucked them over his shoulder.
“Now,” he growled in her ear, “where the hell were we?”
“We were about to have mind-blowing sex in the middle of a rain shower on the edge of your neighbors’ swimming pool. Get your ass over here and satisfy me.”
“It’s not my ass you want.” His dark eyes glowed as he parted her thighs and positioned himself between her legs. He guided his thick, heavy cock to her entrance.
“Get ready for the ride of your life, mister.”
“We’ll see who’s riding who.” He pushed inside, stretching her, and Izzy leaned into him, taking him deeper as he filled every empty spot inside her with his dick and his overwhelming presence. She’d been with a fair amount of men since her high school days when a former drummer in her parents’ band took it upon himself to teach her about sex. She’d been an able pupil, finding she enjoyed sex as much as any woman.
Focused on caring for her sisters, she’d had a modest sex life throughout the years up until this recent drought and her current obsession with Cooper, but none of those other men had a body that came close to Cooper’s athletic body. The hard muscles of his pecs and his tight nipples rubbed against her breasts as he held her wet body to his. She could feel them flexing, tensing as he sought to control himself, and she loved the pure strength of his unleashed power.
With a final push and a satisfied grunt, he fully seated himself inside her. For a long, torturous moment he held still, his face buried in her hair. He trembled.
“I want you so fucking bad I’m in pain.” He licked her neck and found her mouth again, silencing any spoken comment she might have made, so she spoke with her body. And damn did her body talk.
Panting, Cooper looked into her eyes. He wrapped his big hands around her ass and pulled her closer against him, going deeper inside her than any man ever had before.