Page 77 of Broken Heart

Or, well, he hadn’t been in a rush.

But as my moans filled the air with every inch of his cock he gave me, Cooper eventually lost control.

Before I knew it, we’d gone from slow and soft movements mixed with breathy whispers and gentle touches to something else, to something undeniably primal. Cooper thrust forward with wild abandon.

One of my legs wrapped around his waist, the other around the back of his thigh. I moved my hips to match his thrusts.

What had been so sweet and tender had turned into something raw and animalistic. But I loved it.

I loved all of it.

Every single second with him was undeniably good. No, great.

It was sweat and fingernails and heavy breaths.

It was clawing and panting and groaning.

It was desperation and moaning and growling.

It was us—Cooper and Skye—and it was beautiful.

We built each other up, and the next thing I knew, we were both on the verge. “Fuck, Skye, you’re going to make me come.”

“Don’t stop, Cooper. Please don’t stop,” I begged.

He didn’t stop.

He didn’t even slow down.

Cooper kept at me, one deep, brutal thrust after another. It was unbelievable.

And seconds later, it happened.

My nails dug into the skin on his shoulders as I cried out through the pleasure. One pulsing wave after another crashed into me and all I could do was hold on and relish the way it felt and the sounds he made.

He worked us both through to the end, and only then did his body still on top of mine. Just moments ago, I thought I was holding on to him like I was because I was in the throes of an orgasm. But now that he’d stopped moving and the last waves of pleasure had left, I still didn’t want to let him go.

Cooper was the best man I’d ever met. He treated me better than I could have ever hoped for, better than I believed I’d ever experience.

And when it came to what we’d just had with each other, I was glad I hadn’t expected anything less than something spectacular with Cooper, because that was precisely what I’d gotten.

When I finally regained some control over my breathing, I said, “That was unbelievable. You’re magnificent”

“I could say the same about you. You made me come hard, sweetheart.”

A smile broke out on my face. “Speaking of hard, it seems like you managed to do a bit of both. You gave us the tenderness at the start, but you followed it up brilliantly with the desperate, rougher sex.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, I definitely agree on the rougher sex. I tried to contain myself, but you’re just too fucking sexy.”

I lifted my head off the pillow and touched my mouth to his. “You make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world, Cooper.”

“That’s not exactly difficult when you look the way you do.”

I could feel the flush creeping over my skin and hid my face in his neck. Cooper twisted his neck and kissed the side of my head. Since his mouth was right here, I pulled my face back and gave him my mouth.

When I moaned against his lips, he groaned and tore his mouth from mine. “Why don’t we get ourselves cleaned up before we initiate another round?”

“That’s probably a good idea.”