The One Real Thing (Hart's Boardwalk 1)

He wanted her to know that she wasn’t just some woman he wanted to fuck.

And so he’d taken his time when they got back to his place, exploring every inch of her curvy, gorgeous body . . . making love to her.

Hopefully she was more sure of him now.

Because he didn’t want to ever leave this bed as long as she was in it.

He heard her little gasp as she woke up to feel his erection pressed between the cheeks of her ass.

“You’ve got me addicted, Doc,” he murmured in her ear.

Jessica turned to face him and as she did he curled his hand around her full breast, his thumb catching her sweet nipple when it peaked against his touch. She gave him a sleepy, sexy smile as she hitched her leg over his and his cock strained further against her. “Morning,” she murmured, sliding her arm around his shoulder and moving in closer for a soft kiss.

“I can’t remember the last time I woke up to something this sweet,” he said, caressing her body as he moved his hips into her.

She gave a little gasp again, her neck arching slightly, her full lips parting.

Sexy as hell.

He slid his hand over her soft stomach and down between her thighs. His thumb pressed in, catching her clit, and she moaned. He played her until her hips were undulating against him for more and then he pushed two fingers inside her, groaning at the feel of her wetness.

“Jessica.” He didn’t know how to explain how much he loved being with her like this without sounding like a lovesick schoolboy.

Her fingers dug into his back as her panting increased.

She was ready.

Cooper wanted inside her, with nothing between them.

“You on the pill, Doc?” he said, his fingers moving faster, pushing her toward orgasm.

“Ah,” she whispered, her grip digging deeper, “Cooper, ah . . .”

“Doc. Pill?”

“Yes, yes . . .” She shook her head. “But . . . not . . . not been checked. Condom.”

Fuck.

She had to go and be sensible about it. “We both get checked ASAP, Doc. I want nothing between us. Just you and me.”

Her inner muscles rippled around his fingers and he savored the sight as she came around him. Jessica gave everything over to it. There was no bullshit posing, no fakeness, no shyness. Jess let go completely. And when she did it was sexier than anything he’d ever seen.

Her eyes closed; her cheeks flushed; she cried out—she let it take over as she arched her back into the sensations, thrusting her beautiful tits up in invitation.

Cooper took what she offered.

Cupping her breasts, caressing and memorizing the soft, gorgeous globes, he wrapped his mouth around one dark, flushed nipple and sucked at it.

“Oh, God!” Jess cried again, her hips jerking against his as he sucked and licked her nipples, one and then the other.

“You taste so fucking good,” he growled, pulling away only to push her gently onto her back.

He grabbed a condom from his bedside drawer and ripped it out of the wrapper.

“Let me.” Jessica sat up, reaching for the condom.

He pulled the sheet back, revealing his dick, and it jumped at the way she licked her lips like she wanted to eat him.

“Can’t wait much longer, Jessica,” he warned her, his voice guttural with need.

She stopped ogling him and started rolling the condom down his swollen cock.

Heaven.

Fucking heaven.

She made it even more heavenly by taking him between her fingers and thumb and giving him a hard jerk.

“Jesus, Jess.” He grabbed her wrist and pushed her back on the bed with his body. “Another time.” He kissed her hard, deep. “Definitely.”

Wrapping her arms around his back, she lifted her hips into him and gave him a smile of hunger and anticipation. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

He shuddered at the thought and gripped her by the hips, positioning himself at her entrance. “Tit for tat, Doc. You suck me off, I promise you I’ll make you come harder than you’ve ever come, just using my tongue.”

Desire flared in her eyes and she made a little whimpering noise that killed him. “I think I just came right now.”

“Not without me this time.” He drove into her, her snug channel clamping down on his dick, so hot and wet and tight . . . fucking perfect.

Fucking heaven.

“I’ll be right back.” The doc pressed a kiss to his lips before darting into his bathroom with her dress bundled up in her hands.

He supposed he should return her panties to her.

Grinning at the thought of her having to ask him for them, Cooper turned to pick up his phone. He’d just remembered it had binged before he and Jessica got carried away with unbelievable morning sex.

He was happy—and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this alive.

Sure, he had moments of enjoyment—usually when he was hanging with Joey—but contentment wasn’t the same as out-and-out happiness.

The doc made him happy.

He swiped the screen on his phone and just like that the grin was knocked clean off his face.

We have to talk. Dana. xx.

Cooper cursed and deleted the text. He’d blocked her number from his phone, so either she had gotten a new number or she was using someone else’s phone to contact him.

Damn it. He’d thought she’d gotten over harassing him after last time, but obviously someone had told her about Jessica.

Shit.

“Hey, you okay?”

He glanced up from his phone. Jessica was leaning against the doorjamb of the bathroom, makeupless, dress wrinkled, hair wild from his hands, and she was still the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. nted her to know that she wasn’t just some woman he wanted to fuck.

And so he’d taken his time when they got back to his place, exploring every inch of her curvy, gorgeous body . . . making love to her.

Hopefully she was more sure of him now.

Because he didn’t want to ever leave this bed as long as she was in it.

He heard her little gasp as she woke up to feel his erection pressed between the cheeks of her ass.

“You’ve got me addicted, Doc,” he murmured in her ear.

Jessica turned to face him and as she did he curled his hand around her full breast, his thumb catching her sweet nipple when it peaked against his touch. She gave him a sleepy, sexy smile as she hitched her leg over his and his cock strained further against her. “Morning,” she murmured, sliding her arm around his shoulder and moving in closer for a soft kiss.

“I can’t remember the last time I woke up to something this sweet,” he said, caressing her body as he moved his hips into her.

She gave a little gasp again, her neck arching slightly, her full lips parting.

Sexy as hell.

He slid his hand over her soft stomach and down between her thighs. His thumb pressed in, catching her clit, and she moaned. He played her until her hips were undulating against him for more and then he pushed two fingers inside her, groaning at the feel of her wetness.

“Jessica.” He didn’t know how to explain how much he loved being with her like this without sounding like a lovesick schoolboy.

Her fingers dug into his back as her panting increased.

She was ready.

Cooper wanted inside her, with nothing between them.

“You on the pill, Doc?” he said, his fingers moving faster, pushing her toward orgasm.

“Ah,” she whispered, her grip digging deeper, “Cooper, ah . . .”

“Doc. Pill?”

“Yes, yes . . .” She shook her head. “But . . . not . . . not been checked. Condom.”

Fuck.

She had to go and be sensible about it. “We both get checked ASAP, Doc. I want nothing between us. Just you and me.”

Her inner muscles rippled around his fingers and he savored the sight as she came around him. Jessica gave everything over to it. There was no bullshit posing, no fakeness, no shyness. Jess let go completely. And when she did it was sexier than anything he’d ever seen.

Her eyes closed; her cheeks flushed; she cried out—she let it take over as she arched her back into the sensations, thrusting her beautiful tits up in invitation.

Cooper took what she offered.

Cupping her breasts, caressing and memorizing the soft, gorgeous globes, he wrapped his mouth around one dark, flushed nipple and sucked at it.

“Oh, God!” Jess cried again, her hips jerking against his as he sucked and licked her nipples, one and then the other.

“You taste so fucking good,” he growled, pulling away only to push her gently onto her back.

He grabbed a condom from his bedside drawer and ripped it out of the wrapper.

“Let me.” Jessica sat up, reaching for the condom.

He pulled the sheet back, revealing his dick, and it jumped at the way she licked her lips like she wanted to eat him.

“Can’t wait much longer, Jessica,” he warned her, his voice guttural with need.

She stopped ogling him and started rolling the condom down his swollen cock.

Heaven.

Fucking heaven.

She made it even more heavenly by taking him between her fingers and thumb and giving him a hard jerk.

“Jesus, Jess.” He grabbed her wrist and pushed her back on the bed with his body. “Another time.” He kissed her hard, deep. “Definitely.”

Wrapping her arms around his back, she lifted her hips into him and gave him a smile of hunger and anticipation. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

He shuddered at the thought and gripped her by the hips, positioning himself at her entrance. “Tit for tat, Doc. You suck me off, I promise you I’ll make you come harder than you’ve ever come, just using my tongue.”

Desire flared in her eyes and she made a little whimpering noise that killed him. “I think I just came right now.”

“Not without me this time.” He drove into her, her snug channel clamping down on his dick, so hot and wet and tight . . . fucking perfect.

Fucking heaven.

“I’ll be right back.” The doc pressed a kiss to his lips before darting into his bathroom with her dress bundled up in her hands.

He supposed he should return her panties to her.

Grinning at the thought of her having to ask him for them, Cooper turned to pick up his phone. He’d just remembered it had binged before he and Jessica got carried away with unbelievable morning sex.

He was happy—and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this alive.

Sure, he had moments of enjoyment—usually when he was hanging with Joey—but contentment wasn’t the same as out-and-out happiness.

The doc made him happy.

He swiped the screen on his phone and just like that the grin was knocked clean off his face.

We have to talk. Dana. xx.

Cooper cursed and deleted the text. He’d blocked her number from his phone, so either she had gotten a new number or she was using someone else’s phone to contact him.

Damn it. He’d thought she’d gotten over harassing him after last time, but obviously someone had told her about Jessica.

Shit.

“Hey, you okay?”

He glanced up from his phone. Jessica was leaning against the doorjamb of the bathroom, makeupless, dress wrinkled, hair wild from his hands, and she was still the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.