couple, laughing at their own inside jokes, almost as if Cooper and I are not in the room. Cooper gives obliging grunts and nods throughout as he finishes his dinner and a slice of chocolate torte.
“Cooper, you didn’t drink any wine,” Lauren says, refilling Leo’s and my glasses.
“I never drink when I’m driving. I’m fine with water.”
“You don’t have to drive home. Stay in one of the extra guest rooms. Seriously, have a glass of wine and relax, Coop,” Leo suggests.
Sweet, stupid Leo. He might as well have suggested Cooper sleep in my room since I haven’t gotten laid in—oh, who’s counting? Me!
My incredulous expression at Leo gets Lauren’s attention. She bites her lower lip, and I know she’s thinking the same thing.
Cooper leans back in his chair and pats his stomach—with only one hand, of course—and gives me a mischievous grin. “That’s a good idea. I’m going to take you up on your offer.”
“Fa-boo-us,” I say dryly.
Lauren fills his wine glass. “Why don’t you two take your wine outside, and we’ll join you after we clean up.”
“I’ll do the dishes,” I volunteer. “You and Leo go with Cooper to the porch. I’ll take care of the kitchen since you did all the cooking.”
“I’ll help you,” Cooper says.
Lauren tosses a serving spoon into a plate with a loud clank. “Would you two just go outside already? Leo and I have this.”
Cooper releases my leg and stands then puts his arm out for me. He’s actually going to escort me to the porch? I sigh and pick up my wine glass, resigned to the fact that Lauren is indeed trying to push us together as much as possible.
As we leave the table, Cooper pulls his extended arm back and quickly grabs my hand. “Don’t even think of throwing your wine in my face.”
“I wouldn’t waste good wine like that. I need all the alcohol I can get. You know what Lauren’s trying to do, don’t you?” I ask as we step out onto the front porch.
“I’m perfectly fine with her trying to fix us up.” He takes my wine glass and sets it on the teak coffee table along with his own glass. Then he falls down onto the wicker loveseat, pulling me with him. We sink into the fluffy cushions, and before I can right myself, he pulls my legs across his own and leans in to kiss me. I give an unconvincing, protesting yelp before my hands reach for his face and I kiss him back. His weight is partially on top of me as he lays me down, kissing me long and gracefully. Another well-practiced stud.
“We can’t do this here,” I mumble against his lips. “They’ll be out here any minute.”
“No, they won’t,” he says against my neck. “They are going to leave us alone.” He nips my neck and I shiver, feeling my nipples pebble at the same time.
Did you and Lauren plot this?” As I run my fingers through his hair, my lips and tongue grazing the stubble on his cheek, he moans, sending a flurry of activity to my nether regions. I’m incredibly wet and on the verge of delirium.
“No.” His voice is raspy. “This wasn’t planned on my part, but Lauren knows you and I have a thing for each other.”
“I’ve never said any such thing to her.”
“She’s your best friend and can read you like I can.”
“Oh, stop with that goddamn reading business,” I mumble against his lips.
He keeps kissing me and grinds the hard bulge in his jeans against my thigh, leaving little to my imagination of how big his erection is. I shamelessly arch into him, wanting more but expecting to come to my senses any second now. Any second now, Imogene.
Cooper keeps it slow, his lips and tongue so gentle they intensify every sensation for me. I’m tasting him, feeling his warm skin and inhaling his musky scent, everything about him feeling wonderful.
He slips his hand up under my tank top and reaches for a breast that is spilling out of my demi bra, fondling it, pinching my nipple as I devour his mouth. I’m certainly not coming to my senses. I
“Cooper, you didn’t drink any wine,” Lauren says, refilling Leo’s and my glasses.
“I never drink when I’m driving. I’m fine with water.”
“You don’t have to drive home. Stay in one of the extra guest rooms. Seriously, have a glass of wine and relax, Coop,” Leo suggests.
Sweet, stupid Leo. He might as well have suggested Cooper sleep in my room since I haven’t gotten laid in—oh, who’s counting? Me!
My incredulous expression at Leo gets Lauren’s attention. She bites her lower lip, and I know she’s thinking the same thing.
Cooper leans back in his chair and pats his stomach—with only one hand, of course—and gives me a mischievous grin. “That’s a good idea. I’m going to take you up on your offer.”
“Fa-boo-us,” I say dryly.
Lauren fills his wine glass. “Why don’t you two take your wine outside, and we’ll join you after we clean up.”
“I’ll do the dishes,” I volunteer. “You and Leo go with Cooper to the porch. I’ll take care of the kitchen since you did all the cooking.”
“I’ll help you,” Cooper says.
Lauren tosses a serving spoon into a plate with a loud clank. “Would you two just go outside already? Leo and I have this.”
Cooper releases my leg and stands then puts his arm out for me. He’s actually going to escort me to the porch? I sigh and pick up my wine glass, resigned to the fact that Lauren is indeed trying to push us together as much as possible.
As we leave the table, Cooper pulls his extended arm back and quickly grabs my hand. “Don’t even think of throwing your wine in my face.”
“I wouldn’t waste good wine like that. I need all the alcohol I can get. You know what Lauren’s trying to do, don’t you?” I ask as we step out onto the front porch.
“I’m perfectly fine with her trying to fix us up.” He takes my wine glass and sets it on the teak coffee table along with his own glass. Then he falls down onto the wicker loveseat, pulling me with him. We sink into the fluffy cushions, and before I can right myself, he pulls my legs across his own and leans in to kiss me. I give an unconvincing, protesting yelp before my hands reach for his face and I kiss him back. His weight is partially on top of me as he lays me down, kissing me long and gracefully. Another well-practiced stud.
“We can’t do this here,” I mumble against his lips. “They’ll be out here any minute.”
“No, they won’t,” he says against my neck. “They are going to leave us alone.” He nips my neck and I shiver, feeling my nipples pebble at the same time.
Did you and Lauren plot this?” As I run my fingers through his hair, my lips and tongue grazing the stubble on his cheek, he moans, sending a flurry of activity to my nether regions. I’m incredibly wet and on the verge of delirium.
“No.” His voice is raspy. “This wasn’t planned on my part, but Lauren knows you and I have a thing for each other.”
“I’ve never said any such thing to her.”
“She’s your best friend and can read you like I can.”
“Oh, stop with that goddamn reading business,” I mumble against his lips.
He keeps kissing me and grinds the hard bulge in his jeans against my thigh, leaving little to my imagination of how big his erection is. I shamelessly arch into him, wanting more but expecting to come to my senses any second now. Any second now, Imogene.
Cooper keeps it slow, his lips and tongue so gentle they intensify every sensation for me. I’m tasting him, feeling his warm skin and inhaling his musky scent, everything about him feeling wonderful.
He slips his hand up under my tank top and reaches for a breast that is spilling out of my demi bra, fondling it, pinching my nipple as I devour his mouth. I’m certainly not coming to my senses. I
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