Deliciously Damaged (Reckless Bastards MC 3)

I hesitantly went back to him and sat down where he’d indicated.

“We were up late working on the virus.”

“I’m tired, not hungover. I remember what happened. But why didn’t you wake me up?”

“I did! Just now.” He laughed again and I rolled my eyes.

“I’m glad you’re so amused. I, on the other hand, now have to do the walk of shame in front of all my co-workers and I didn’t even get fucked!”

“We could change that,” he whispered in my ear as he nuzzled my neck. His stubbled jaw ran against my skin, waking up every part of my body and restarting the craving for him that had started yesterday morning.

“Cooper!” I hissed and pulled away. “Be serious!”

“I am. Listen, Allie, calm down and relax. No one else is here, it’s too early.”

He continued his nuzzling and I felt my body taking over. He was too much to resist and I wanted him…badly.

Chapter Six

“Cooper,” I whispered. He responded to my gentle plea by running his tongue in a small circle around my earlobe. I inhaled sharply at the surge of sensations dancing through my body as he nibbled with his lips and teeth.

“I want you, Allie. All of you.”

I craned my neck to look him in the eyes. They were dark and smoldering as he stared down at me. I knew I shouldn’t. I had a thousand reasons to say no, waiting on standby. I’d spent the entire weekend replaying my list of “10 Things I Hate About Cooper” over and over in my mind as a way to cope with his all too frequent appearances in my inner musings.

But, looking at him now, the list was slowly erasing…morphing into a list of very naughty things I wanted to do with him—or better yet—have him do to me.

His fingers traced back down my arm, around my waist, and over my hips as I sat pressed up against him on the couch.

“Cooper, I just don’t think it’s a good idea. People will get here soon, and besides that, I have a lot of work…to…do…” My train of thought had completely skidded off the tracks as his fingers trailed over my hip and under the hem of my shirt. The pads of his fingertips rubbed along my stomach and my core became molten hot.

“There will be time for all that. Later,” he growled into my ear, his hand sliding south.

Oh, fuck…

His breath was hot on the back of my neck as he resumed kissing me and teasing my sensitive skin. He brought his hand back up my body, leaving me desperate for more of his touch. His fingers wound through my dark hair and tugged gently, tilting my head back. Before I could breathe another word, his lips crashed against mine in a hot, hungry kiss that left me instantly breathless. His lips broke away all too soon and I whimpered, needing more.

He smiled and slid my blazer off my shoulders. It fell and landed in a wrinkled mess on the floor by my stocking-clad feet. I couldn’t remember kicking off my heels, but I must have at some point in the night. Cooper didn’t leave me alone long enough to look for them, pulling me back to him and capturing my lips in another steamy kiss.

My heart rate was through the roof and rising with each fierce kiss. It was hot in the room, and getting even hotter as our bodies clung together. My arms wrapped around Cooper’s neck and my fingertips automatically dug into his shoulders. He’d already removed his jacket and the feel of his expensive shirt was nice, but I wanted more. I needed his skin under my fingertips. I wanted to feel the rise and fall of his muscles as he ravaged me with his kisses and continued his desperate exploration of my body.

A noise from outside my office door roused my consciousness and I jolted upright, away from Cooper.

“What was that?” I hissed.

Cooper looked cool and collected

as ever. He pushed up his sleeve and consulted his watch.

I was worried about the noise, but the sight of his muscled forearm nearly sent me over the edge.

“It’s almost seven. Some of the staff gets here about this time.”

“Why?” I said, completely baffled as to why someone would bother rolling into the office any earlier than eight o’clock.

Cooper laughed at my bemused expression and slid a thumb down my cheek as he looked at me.

“What? I need my beauty sleep,” I said with a shrug.