"Is that a bad thing?" he asks, the smile on his face huge.
"Kiss me," I command, looking at him. The back of my neck burns. Maybe it’s the tequila, or maybe it’s the good time we’re having. Maybe it’s his fucking aftershave, but whatever it is, the words just came out of my mouth.
"I’m not kissing you," he says, shaking his head. I look at the stubble on his cheek, and I want to reach out and touch him.
"Why not?" I put my hands on my hips and step into him. With him leaning on the island, it’s almost like we are the same height. "Don’t be a punk-ass, just kiss me." I roll my eyes. "It’s just a kiss."
"No way. You’re drunk," he says, which is not a no. He just looks at me, and I can see his chest a bit from the open collar of his shirt. I knew he would kill this outfit, and I was not wrong. His ass is perfect in it, and his arms fill it out just enough that you see his form.
"I am not drunk," I deny to him, and his eyebrow goes up. "I’m a bit giddy and happy and carefree, but I am not drunk." I step into him, and my stomach is going up and down. "Just fucking kiss me."
He doesn’t move from where he is. My hand grabs his shirt, and I pull him to me. I can feel his breath on my face. "Fine, I’ll just kiss you," I say, moving my head to the side and finding his lips. They are as soft as I thought they would be. I think I moan, or we both moan. My tongue comes out and slides into his mouth. His tongue slides in with mine as I lean more into him. My eyes want to stay open, but they can’t help but close as I take in the kiss.
His tongue fights with mine, going around and around. His hand goes into my hair as I turn, and the kiss gets deeper. From side to side, both of us craving more, wanting more.
I step away from him, our chests rising and falling as if we just ran a marathon together. His eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them. My hand comes up to touch my lips. They still sting from his beard, from his kiss. His eyes are on mine; both of us are shocked by what just happened. "That was …" I start to say, and all the words get lost in my throat and the cloudiness of the tequila is gone, as if someone just threw cold ice water on me. "That was …"
I try to think of words or anything, but both of us just watch each other, and then I don’t know if I pounce first or if he does. Either way, his arms are around me, and I’ve never felt so safe. My mouth finds his again, and this time, I taste the whiskey on his lips as my tongue mixes with his. He turns me and sets me on the counter, his hands going from my hips to my face. I moan into his mouth as I try to open my legs, and he steps into them. My hand goes to his shirt, and I grab it in my hands. "Fuck," he says, letting go of my lips and then sucking softly until he gets to my neck. I slowly untuck his shirt out of his pants when his mouth finds mine again, and it’s even better than it was five seconds ago. He pulls me closer to the edge of the island. My hands sneak under his shirt, touching his hot skin. My stomach goes nuts, thinking about him touching me. "Erika," he says my name as his lips leave me, and he leans over me.
My hand comes to his cheek. "Cooper," I whisper, secretly begging him not to stop. I bite his lower lip, wrapping my legs around his hips, and his cock settles perfectly between my legs. I hiss out his name. "Cooper," I say, and he bites my jaw as I scoot closer to the edge. My hands come out to unbutton his shirt as he kisses my neck. "Zipper.” It comes out in a pant. "Down my back." His hand rests at the top of my neck as his mouth comes to mine again. His tongue invades my mouth as he slowly unzips my top. If I knew this was going to happen, I would have worn something that could have been ripped off. I feel his hands on my bare back when the zipper finally releases. His touch lights up my whole body. I move my shoulder so the lace shirt falls forward, leaving me naked. I toss my shirt to the side as I fumble with the buttons on his shirt, and I think one goes flying as I finally get them open. My hands rub softly as I push his shirt from his shoulders.