Fighting For a Second Chance (Fighting 1)

First softly, then more roughly, our mouths move against each other. His tongue glides across my lips seeking entrance and I willingly open them to allow him access. His mouth tastes similar to what it did last night, sweet with a hint of spice. It must be the Jack he keeps ordering. His hands rub up and down my arms smoothly causing goose bumps to rise across my skin. My hands wrap around his neck and then move further up to grab ahold of his hair as I continue to kiss him back. He groans softly and tugs my body closer to his but stops the kiss way too soon.

“Let’s take a shower,” he whispers into my ear. Before I can answer, he’s grabbing my hand and pulling me into the bathroom. He turns the handle for the water and gets in with his bathing suit still on. I know he is doing this for my benefit, not sure where I stand in this situation, and that makes me want him that much more. He puts his hand out to take mine and I follow him in, still in my bathing suit as well.

The water is warm and feels good against my sun-kissed skin. I turn around to face away from the water and allow it to massage my body. When I open my eyes, Cooper is towering over me, giving me a heated look that tells me exactly what he wants from me.

He grabs the soap from the sidebar and squirts some into his hand, turns me around, and begins to rub it onto my shoulders and down my arms, untying the top string around my neck. It causes me to shiver and he stops, turning my head to face him. He gives me a look with one brow up, silently asking if this is okay. Unable to find my voice, I nod eagerly.

He continues to rub the body wash all over my body. When he gets to my back, I can feel him untie my last bathing suit string, causing my top to fall to the floor of the shower.

He moves his hands toward my front and begins to rub circles around my nipples, palming my breasts. The stimulating sense I feel from his touch causes me to let out a whimper.

He takes my noises as a cue to continue, slowly sliding my bikini bottom down my thighs as I lift each foot up just enough for him to remove it as it joins my top on the floor.

His hands go back to massaging my breasts and it feels unbelievable. He squeezes more soap out of the bottle and begins to soap up my entire body, moving to my stomach and then to my mound. Thank god Kayla made me get a full Brazilian before we left. I think he’s going to stop there, but he keeps going.

He soaps up my thighs, and when he gets to my feet, he lifts my foot up and kisses the insole. If he’s trying to drive me crazy with want, it’s working. He moves back up the inside of my thigh until he reaches the apex between my legs. I can’t take my eyes off him as he pulls my pussy lips apart with his fingers, then inserts one into me. I moan quietly at the fullness I feel. Why in the world did I ever wait so long to be touched by a guy?

“Damn, baby, you’re so tight,” he says, pushing his finger in and out of me.

I should tell him I’m a virgin, but I don’t want him to stop. Kayla told me she barely bled her first time, so if we have sex in the shower hopefully he’ll never know. Plus, I got on the pill a few days before we left, so I’m covered.

He inserts another digit into me, and even in the shower, I can feel how wet I am around his fingers. He pumps in and out of me, causing my body to tremble at his touch. His other hand reaches up and starts pulling and tugging on my nipples. His fingers are bringing me to the edge of insanity and I don’t know what to do.

His fingers begin to move faster, delving deeper, and suddenly they hit a spot deep inside of me that causes me to clench. My climax is building, and my body is shaking with the need to release. “Let go, baby girl. Come for me.” When I hear those words from him, I have no choice but to let go as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt overtakes me. The ones I’ve given myself are nothing in comparison to what I’m feeling now.

With a beautiful smile on his lips, Cooper moves the sopping wet hair from my face. His lust-filled eyes lock with mine and then his mouth crashes against mine. This kiss is different from the first one. This one screams of want and desire. His tongue finds mine, and they move in a rhythmic motion, swirling around each other. It reminds me of how close we danced together last night. Every part of me just fits with every part of him.