Chasing Dreams (Devil's Bend) (20 page)

“I
think that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” Tessa murmured.

Chuckling
at the breathy way she said those words, Cooper’s cock pulled out of her and he
immediately missed the warmth of her body. While she fixed her clothes, Cooper
disappeared into the bathroom to clean up, returning with his clothes back in
order only to find that Tessa wasn’t in the hallway anymore.

Shit.

Ever
since he’d gotten her soft, lush body against the wall, he had lost all common
sense, not caring what happened because of the tunnel vision. The only thought
was of Tessa, needing her to ease all of the anger and frustration that he’d
let consume him since Marcus stepped foot in the building earlier.

Now
he feared what he was going to find when he stepped out of the hallway. Wasn’t
like he could stay there forever, although the idea had merit. If he didn’t go
out there, he could pretend that she wouldn’t have any regrets or wouldn’t be
overthinking. After all, she had declared that the best sex she’d ever had and
Cooper knew he couldn’t argue with her there.

Did
that qualify as makeup sex? The question made him smile, but he wiped the
expression from his face as he stepped out of the hallway to face the music.

“You
ready?” Tessa asked, the beaming smile on her face nearly knocking him
backward.

Rather
than giving her any ideas about being mad at him, he just nodded his head. They
had taken separate trucks that morning, but he would be more than willing to
leave his here if she had another idea.

“Follow
me to my house?”

Or
that worked too.

Nodding
again because his mouth was suddenly dry, he turned and followed her toward the
back of the building. Once outside, he walked her to her truck, waited until
she got situated and then went to his.

His
body was slowly recovering from his orgasm, and now that he was following her
back to her house, Cooper wanted nothing more than to toss her on her bed and
love her for the rest of the night. Then they could sleep the day away tomorrow
and come back to the bar when it opened.

Except
he was going to have to meet Marcus tomorrow and tell the guy the grim news. He
had probably put off firing Marcus because he wasn’t fond of confrontation, but
Cooper knew it was long past time to do the deed. He needed to hire someone who
would take care of him, make sure he was getting what he needed. For Marcus,
Cooper was just padding his wallet. You would think he’d be treated with at
least a little respect, but he didn’t get an ounce from Marcus. Never had.

By
the time Cooper pulled into Tessa’s driveway a few minutes later, his rage was
returning, and he hated himself all the more for it. After ravishing Tessa’s
body, he should’ve been relaxed to the point of exhaustion.

“Come
on, cowboy.” Tessa’s voice startled him when he realized she had opened his
door and was standing just outside his truck. He had to glance around, barely
remembering how he got there.

“Maybe
I should go home,” he told her, irritated with himself for his lack of concentration,
but he knew he would be even more pissed off if he took out his anger on her.

Angry
sex notwithstanding.

“Get
out, Cooper.” Tessa’s tone left no room for argument as she turned and stalked
off, obviously not letting him get away with the disappearing act.

Fine.
But she asked for it.

When
Cooper finally made his way in the house, Tessa dropped her keys on the table
by the door and let Havoc and Harmony out for a few minutes. She wasn’t going
to let Cooper mope for long, so before she returned to the living room, she
ushered the dogs in as soon as they did their business, and sent them into the
bedroom they had commandeered as their own.

Cooper
was sitting on the couch, his head tilted back, eyes closed. She could see the
strain on his face, and she decided exactly what she needed to do. Disappearing
down the hall before he realized she was watching him, Tessa grabbed a couple
of candles from the dresser in her bedroom and relocated them to the bathroom.

Hunting
for a lighter proved to be challenging, but then she remembered she’d tucked
one in her nightstand. Once the candles were lit, she turned on the shower and
went back to the living room for Cooper.

“Come
with me, cowboy,” she told him, her tone just as firm as when she had dealt
with him outside. Even after their bout of explosive sex, he was still
incredibly tense, so taking control of the situation seemed like the only way
she was going to get through to him.

He
opened one eye, peering at her from the side before he sighed and then pushed
himself to his feet. She waited until he joined her at the door to the hall.
Grabbing his hand, she led him to the bathroom. Being an old farmhouse, she
didn’t have a master bathroom, unless the only bathroom in the house was
considered a
master
, so this one would have to do. It wasn’t pretty with
the pale yellow tile and faded flower wallpaper, and it wasn’t big, but the
shower worked and that’s all that mattered to Tessa.

“Get
undressed,” she instructed.

She
didn’t waste any time removing her sweater and skirt, followed by her panties
and bra. She noticed Cooper’s hesitation as he watched her, and the passion
that had returned to his golden gaze was hotter than the steam now billowing in
the small space. Stepping into the long, narrow tub, Tessa pulled the shower
curtain closed behind her.

The
rustle of clothing being removed was barely heard over the sound of the shower,
but knowing Cooper was getting with the program lightened Tessa’s heart. It did
funny things to her insides to know that he was spurred into motion by the
sight of her naked body.

Once
he climbed in with her, Tessa forced him closer to the shower spray, putting
herself behind him.

“Put
your hands on the wall,” she said sweetly, trying to keep the anticipation out
of her tone. It wasn’t an easy thing to do.

Tessa
had always been the take charge kind of girl, ever since she was young, but
this was pushing even her boundaries. Here in front of her was a glorious,
naked cowboy, one that made her feel significantly small by comparison,
although she wasn’t a lightweight and he was doing what she instructed him to
do.

Aside
from a skeptical backward glance, Cooper did what she asked, leaning forward
and placing his hand on the wall beneath the shower head. She turned the
sprayer so that it ran down the tiled wall beside them and then grabbed a
bottle of body wash from the shelf. Pouring a significant amount into her
hands, she started soaping his back, making her way up to his shoulders.

The
intention of this shower liaison was to get him to relax. Since sex hadn’t
accomplished that goal, she was going to work on him with her hands.

The
low groan that echoed made Tessa smile. She kept rubbing, kneading her fingers
into the tight muscles across his broad shoulders. The body wash actually
contained baby oil, so her hands were slick as they moved easily over his wet
skin.

A
solid ten minutes had passed before Tessa reached around, offering the same
ministrations to his chest muscles as she pressed her breasts against his back.
“Does that feel good?” she asked as she let her hands wander over his sides.
Reaching for the bottle again, she added more and then put her hands back on
him.

“Like
heaven,” he groaned.

Well,
then she would keep going.

Dropping
to her knees, Tessa knelt behind Cooper, her soap slick hands wrapping around
his ankles, massaging the muscles as she moved upward, over his corded calves,
then up to his rock hard thighs. Considering how thick they were, she focused
both hands on one before alternating to the other. She continued her upward
trek until she reached his perfect ass, digging her fingers deep into the
muscles once she was upright.

Another
approving groan and then Cooper stood tall once again. Tessa grabbed one more
handful of soap and then continued as she reached around him, letting her hands
slide down his chiseled abs, then teasing the hair beneath his navel and
following it as it trailed downward.

When
she reached his cock, she wasn’t shocked to find him thick and hard. Using what
she had, Tessa wrapped her hands around his erection, her breasts pressed against
his back as she stroked slowly, letting the slippery soap work in her favor.

“Tessa.”
Her name came out on a growl, and she laughed.

“You
like that?”

“Too
much,” he moaned.

She
didn’t stop, just squeezed his cock in her hands, not too tightly, but not too
gently either. “Turn around.”

Cooper’s
sudden movement made her giggle. Excited much? When he looked down at her, she
was thrilled to see that the tension in his face had eased and that dark hunger
was back in his eyes. Taking the shower sprayer from the wall, Tessa doused him
with it, washing away the soap from his entire body, and then spending an extra
minute letting the water cascade over his cock.

She
met his eyes and smiled. Now she was ready to send him over the edge.

∞ ∞ ∞
∞ ∞

Cooper’s
eyes damn near rolled into the back of his head when Tessa dropped to her knees
the first time. But now, with her eye level with his cock, he might just pass
out altogether.

For
the last ten minutes at least, he’d been enjoying the way she focused her
attention on him. She had obviously known just what he needed to relax because
her determined touch, the way she kneaded the tension out of his muscles, had
him feeling boneless.

Soft,
wet hands gripped his cock, making his whole body jerk, and he put his hand on
the wall at his side to keep himself from swaying. The shower was tiny, almost
too small for both of them to fit comfortably, but the bathtub was at least
long and narrow.

As
Tessa’s lips closed over the head of his dick, his muscles tensed up yet again,
but, not in a bad way. Shit. Her mouth was hot and wet and… and… and…
Hell,
what was he thinking about?

Oh,
right. Torture. The gentle teasing of her fingers and the soft flicks of her
tongue were fucking torture. She laved him with her tongue, her eyes continuing
to watch him as he stared down his body at her.

She
had the ability to hypnotize him at any given time with just a look, but there
was something uniquely erotic about the woman as she knelt before him, her
green eyes sparkling while she sucked his dick. Unable to help himself, he slid
his fingers into the wet strands of her hair, holding firmly but not forcing
himself on her. He let her explore him with her mouth, her tongue, the gentle
scrape of her teeth along his shaft.

“Fuck,
baby,” he groaned, his balls tightening ever so slightly. Shit, he wished he
could do this all night. The hot cavern of her mouth was excruciating in the
best of ways. “Suck me, Tessa.”

God,
she was good at that. So fucking good.

One
small hand cupped his balls, rubbing them gently for long seconds. When the
pressure of her hand increased, so did the suction from her mouth, and Cooper’s
hands tightened in her hair.

“You
want me to fuck your mouth?” He had no idea how far he was allowed to push
this, but after their intense romp at the bar, and the assertive way she was
bossing him around when they got to her house, Cooper got the impression Tessa
liked it a little rough.

She
moaned and as the vibrations sent a shockwave of ecstasy right up his shaft, he
took that as a yes. Holding her hair tightly, Cooper shifted so that he could
take control, pushing his cock deep into her mouth. He wasn’t interested in
gagging her, but he longed to feel her mouth on all of him. She sucked hard as
he pulled out, then let him slide in again.

He
continued to drive deep, maintaining the steady rhythm as more heat washed over
him. After how hard she’d made him come earlier, he doubted he would be able to
do it again, but it didn’t take long for her to prove him wrong. Tessa squeezed
his balls firmly as he fucked her mouth faster, his groans echoing off of the
tiled walls until he was coming with a rush. He watched as she sucked him dry,
his body shuddering with all-consuming pleasure as he watched her swallow.

Shutting
off the water, Cooper pulled Tessa to her feet and then dragged her out of the
shower. Her giggles made him laugh. They were tromping down the hallway when
she tugged on his arm, a blatant indication that she wanted to go back. He
relented, letting her snatch two towels from the bathroom cabinet before she
led him to her bedroom.

That
would work too. He’d been heading back to the living room, but if she wanted to
go to bed, who was he to argue.

Once
in her room, he tossed one of the towels on the bed and then pushed her down
onto it, making her giggle more as she bounced on the bed.

“You
like when I’m forceful with you, don’t you, darlin’?” he asked as he proceeded
to dry her with the other towel.

“Maybe.”

Maybe
hell. She loved it. And he loved her all the more for it. They had so much in
common, both their interests and their goals, not to mention sex between them
was an exploration of souls. She didn’t fight him, but rather embraced whatever
he needed at the time.

He
was a selfish bastard.

Before
the thought could piss him off, Cooper focused his attention on her body,
leaning over her. She was naked and soft and so responsive. He started at her
neck, kissing her smooth skin as she squirmed beneath him. Once he reached her
breasts, Cooper climbed up onto the bed and straddled her, trapping her legs
beneath his body. “Am I hurting you?”

“Nope,”
she said, that expectant tone back once again.

“Good.”

Sitting
on his heels, his thighs bracing her hips, he stared down at her. Cooper rolled
her nipples using his forefinger and thumb, watching as her eyes glazed over.
Her back bowed beautifully as she pushed up against him.

“You’re
so fucking hot, baby. I love to watch you squirm beneath my touch.”

He
released one of her nipples and leaned forward, sucking her into his mouth. He
teased her, holding the hardened point between his teeth as he lashed at it
with his tongue until she was moaning, her hips trying to buck him off.

“Like
that?” he asked when he switched, taking her other nipple in his mouth.

“Yes.
Oh, yes!” she moaned.

When
she continued to writhe beneath him, Cooper knew he had to push her over soon,
or she would get frustrated. That was one thing about this little cowgirl, her
patience was thin when it came to her pleasure. Grabbing her hips, Cooper
flipped them so that she was straddling his stomach. Once she was on top, he
grabbed her ass and pulled her forward quickly, her hands grabbing the
headboard to keep from falling forward. With her perched above him, her knees
on each side of his head, he buried his mouth in her pussy, teasing her clit
ruthlessly.

Tessa
began fucking his mouth, grinding down to ensure he was right where she wanted
him. Gauging how close she was by the moans that tickled his ears, he
continued, focusing all of his attention on the little bundle of nerves. He had
to shift so he could add his hand to the mix. When she realized what he was
doing, she resituated herself so that he could drive two fingers up inside of
her while he continued to lick her pussy.

“Don’t
stop! That feels so good,” Tessa moaned as she continued to push her hips down,
impaling herself on his fingers while he latched his mouth onto her clit.

“Cooper!”

Her
high pitched scream told him she was close, and after the way she had taken
care of him, he knew he had to send her over. But he wanted to watch her come
and he couldn’t in this position. Sitting up, he forced her onto her back,
never pulling his fingers from inside of her. Once she was beneath him again,
he locked eyes with her and fucked her hard and fast with two fingers.

“Come
for me, Tessa. Fuck my fingers until you come.”

Tessa’s
hips were thrusting against his hand, and he was ruthless in his pursuit of her
orgasm. She held off for longer than he thought she would, but then her head
fell back, her neck straining as she groaned her pleasure, her pussy gripping
his fingers as she came.

“So
fucking beautiful,” he whispered as he dropped onto the bed beside her, his
fingers still lodged deep inside of her. “I don’t think I’ll ever tire of
watching you come.”