I march toward the single bathroom and wash my hands with hot water while I wait for Coop to join me.
I feel him behind me before he speaks. “I guess there’s just something about us and bathrooms.”
His deep voice and playful words send a lightning rod of heat through my body. That heat quickly turns to lust, with his big body taking up too much room in the small space.
“That was last night before I became a crazy stalker who broke her car just to rope you into a relationship.”
He smiles one of those ‘aww shucks, who me,’ smiles that, yeah, melts my insides just a little.
“A man can never be too careful.”
His words pull a laugh from me. “Right.”
Flirting with Coop is fun, but it’s also a bad idea. The guy is trouble with a capital T. All that hotness is wrapped up in a very appealing bad-boy package that I need to steer clear of because, as much fun as I had last night, graduation is around the corner, and that’s my priority for the foreseeable future.
“I’m sorry,” he blurts out.
“Don’t be. It’s good to know where you stand with people.” I focus on his hands, big and capable, as I wash away specks of dry blood until his hands are clean.
“This might hurt a little.”
“I’m a big boy. I can handle it.”
His words, the reminder of his size and how good he felt thrusting in and out of me last night, send a shiver down my spine.
Yes, yes you are quite the big boy.
Chapter Eight
Coop
Kelsey’s blue eyes glaze over at the words I whisper in the privacy of the bathroom. I know she’s thinking about the same thing I am. Last night with me buried deep in her slick pussy. Just thinking about it now, my cock wakes up and nudges against the zipper between her and me.
“Don’t flinch,” she teases as she pours a fuck ton of something over my hand.
“Holy fucking shit.”
Okay, it hurt like a son of a bitch, and now I look like a punk in front of this hot as fuck, rich chick.
“Okay, it stings but only a little,” I lie.
Kelsey’s lips curve into a knowing smile, but she doesn’t look up, doesn’t meet my eyes as she holds one hand up to blow gently on it, and then the other. Her lips purse in a way that makes me think of her on her knees, choking my cock down her throat.
“Better?”
I nod. “In some areas, yeah.”
Her soft laughter sends a double-shot of lust to my cock.
“One track mind,” she mutters and shakes her head, but she holds the small smile on her lips.
“You have to admit it’s a pretty great track.”
No matter how much I tried last night, I couldn’t go more than a few minutes without thinking about the sexy blonde currently tending to my wounds.
The way she tossed her head back and came like a fucking volcano inside the bathroom stall was unforgettable, and that one shower jerk hadn’t been enough to clear my mind of thoughts of her.
“This is going to sting,” she says as if she hadn’t heard me. “Brace yourself.”
This time I heed her advice when the sting of the antibiotic spray hits half a dozen minor scrapes and scratches. “Shit.”
Kelsey takes both of my hands in hers and gently blows on them again until the stinging stops, her eyes never leaving my face.
“Thank you, Coop.”
I blink. “For what?”
She drops my hands, and I take another step in her personal space, close enough that I can see the strands of silver twining in her big blue eyes.
“For defending Ruby and me last night. I know it was about more than protecting us, but I appreciate it.”
Damn, a hot and smart rich girl? My cock can’t handle it. “No problem.” The rest of her words hit me, and I frown. “What makes you think it was about more than protecting you and Ruby?”
She smiles. “I’m not the dumb blonde I look like, Coop.”
“Never said you were.” My hands go to her waist, and that tiny little intake of breath hits me like a bolt of lightning. “You’re blonde, sure. Hot and beautiful, without a doubt. Dumb? No fucking way in hell.”
A small smile crosses her face. “Smart enough to track down a hot biker in search of turning said biker into a husband?”
I roll my eyes as laughter spills from my lips. This girl has a wicked sense of humor too. Most women wouldn’t let me forget the conclusions I jumped to; she just laughs them off.
“Impressive as hell.” I step in again, my lips just a breath away from hers, and my cock stands up, ready to start the party. I want to fuck Kelsey again, so bad, but I shouldn’t.
I can’t.
She is a good lay. A great fuck. But the truth is that Kelsey is the kind of girl who wants more, who deserves more than I’m willing or able to give her. But she licks her lips, and I forget all of that. The only thing I can think about is tasting her sweet, succulent lips.