Page 66 of The Fiancé Hoax

My throat formed a lump as I said the words. I didn’t want it to end.

He kissed my forehead. “Thanks, Felicity. I’d appreciate that.”

We were quiet for a while, and I snuggled closer to his chest.

His breathing grew more shallow, and he moved his palm over my hip and bottom. His hips pressed against me, and I gasped.

His cock was erect again, and he thrust the length against my abdomen.

“You're already hard again?” I asked.

His eyes moved over my lips. “I’ve been that way for a while. How could I not be? I’m lying next to the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

My face turned warm, and I knew I was blushing. He kissed me, then pulled me on top of his body as he rolled onto his back.

I straddled his waist. He supported my back with one strong arm as he trailed the other hand over my breasts and belly.

“I’m not just saying that, you know,” he whispered.

He grabbed my rear and lifted his hips, pushing his cock against my back.

I moaned, already craving the feeling of his cock filling my body.

“I need you,” I murmured.

He lifted me and moved me back slightly, positioning my entrance over his eager cock. I sank down his length, taking him inside me slowly, inch by inch.

“Is that what you needed?”

I nodded, biting my lip as he thrust upward.

God, yes.

Cooper Pierce was exactly what I needed.

* * *

“Felicity's awake!”

Lily announced my presence with glee as I entered the kitchen the next morning, which was Saturday.

After Cooper made me see stars for the third time last night, I left him in his room. Back in my own bedroom, I texted Lauren the update.

She was glad to know I was planning to regularly hook up with Cooper. I needed to, as she put it, ride that bad boy as much as possible.

I didn't tell her everything, though. Like how sad I was to return to my own room. Alone.

Cooper and I had both agreed it would be better if we slept in our separate bedrooms. That way, it wouldn't confuse the girls even more if they noticed.

We didn't say this part out loud, but we both knew sleeping separately served another purpose as well: to avoid getting our own emotions mixed up in the sex.

Even though I longed to sleep in his arms.

And I was pretty sure I was way past the point of getting my emotions involved.

Now, I stood in my pajamas and bathrobe in the kitchen. Both girls and Cooper were seated at the kitchen table waiting for me.

Eva jumped up and pulled me toward the table. “Just in time, sleepyhead.”