“Stupid bar brawl,” he murmured. “Five or six years ago.”
She touched the scar once more, then moved her hands to his waistband, where she popped open the button of his jeans before undoing his zipper. Cooper helped her out this time, kicking out of his boots and shoving the denim off his thighs, right along with the dark blue briefs he wore.
“Oh,” she breathed at the sight of his nude body. “You’re pretty damn hot, you know that, Coop?”
He offered a faint grin. “Why, shucks, Maddie, you’re gonna make me blush.”
She grinned back. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”
A short silence fell as their gazes roamed over each other’s respectively naked bodies.
“What now?” Maddie whispered.
“Now you kiss me.” She licked her lips again, and he groaned. “Yeah, definitely lick your lips like that. It’s sexy.”
Pleasure warmed her skin. She stepped closer, happy to find that she had to tilt her head to look at him. She’d always hated her height, felt like a damned giant at five-nine, but Cooper was at least four or five inches taller. So was Owen, for that matter, but she forcibly shoved all thoughts of him from her mind. She couldn’t think about Owen right now, not when she was about to get it on with another man. And besides, now that she was here, with Cooper, she was beginning to realize that this “lesson” wasn’t even about Owen. This was about her. About feeling bold and wanton and sexy for the first time in her life.
She drew in a breath, grasped the back of Cooper’s neck and yanked his mouth down to hers. There was nothing shy about the kiss. She just slid her tongue into his mouth and kissed the living hell out of him. Desire jolted through her as he responded with fervor, cupping her bare ass in his big, warm hands and pulling her against his rock-hard body. They were both breathless when they pulled apart, and before she could blink, Cooper scooped her into his arms as if she weighed nothing more than a feather and marched toward the dark corridor.
He kicked a door open and then she was being thrown on a soft mattress. She waited for him to cover her body with his, but it didn’t happen. Instead, he flopped down beside her and lay on his back, his expression casual.
“Well, go on,” he drawled, propping his hands behind his head.
She swallowed.
“Seduce me,” he clarified. “Turn me on, Maddie.”
The mocking tone of voice made her bristle, but she calmed herself, realizing this was exactly what she’d come here to do. “Tell me how,” she said, her voice hoarse.
“Climb on top of me and kiss me again.”
She followed his orders. Straddled his muscular thighs and brought her mouth to his. This time she was gentle, brushing her lips over his in a featherlight caress. She dragged her tongue over his bottom lip and he groaned. His long fingers tangled in her hair as he arched his back. His thick erection pressed against her thigh and now she was the one groaning.
“Kiss your way down to it,” he said roughly, fingers still toying with her hair. “Bite a bit too, but not too hard, okay?”
“Okay,” she whispered.
Nobody could say she didn’t take direction well. Using her mouth, lips and teeth, she explored his broad chest, the flat, brown nipples, his hips, the tender flesh of his inner thigh. She hesitated when she reached her destination, then placed one hand on his thigh, the other around the base of his cock. He was bigger than Owen, but not as thick, and when she planted a kiss on his tip, a pearl of moisture formed there. She licked it, savoring the salty taste.
“Now suck me,” he wheezed out, one calloused hand caressing her shoulder. “Slow at first, from base to tip.”
She took him in her mouth and did as he asked. The feel of his velvety soft flesh against her tongue made her moan. She went quiet, though, when he continued to hiss out gruff orders at her.
“Wrap your fingers around me, pump it on the upstroke…ah, that’s good…fuck, Maddie, no need to be so gentle, I won’t break, darlin’.” He groaned as she scraped her teeth along his shaft. “Yeah, that’s good…real good…cup my balls with your other hand.”