“This is everything,” I agreed. “Fucking you. Marrying you. Spending my life with you. It’s everything.”
She pulled my face back to hers, and then she kissed me until we were out of breath.
“Fuck,” I said as I pulled away, so lost that I’d forgotten what I was doing for a second. “You make my brain stop working sometimes.”
Her eyes gleamed as she said, “Glad it’s not just me then.”
I pulled out only to slam inside, causing her to throw her head back. “Copper, yes.”
I pulled back out only to slam inside a little bit harder.
I repeated this until she was well and truly gone, falling over the edge so completely that she took me right along with her.
“God, Copper,” she gasped as I carried her into the bathroom a few minutes later. “That was fantastic, and I’m fairly sure it sapped all my energy. Yet you’re still hard.”
I winked at her. “If it makes you feel better, I think it’s because the knowledge that you’re mine makes me super fuckin’ happy. I just want to drown you in my happiness, too.”
She snickered, reaching back to pull the showerhead off the wall before rinsing herself clean of me.
I watched my release trail down her thigh and swirl around our feet before sinking down the drain.
When I looked back up at her I said, “I like when you’re full of me.”
She hung the showerhead back up and reached for the soap.
“Want to know what I like?” I asked.
“What?” I lifted my arm above my head and grasped the top of the shower while she lazily trailed the soap along my body.
“I like that I get to do this for the rest of my life, that’s what I like.”
Twenty-Three
You eat corn the long way.
—Text from Cutter to Copper
BAKER
“Good morning, Mrs. Clayborne.”
I grinned at Cane Beaufort and said, “Good morning, Mr. Beaufort. How are you today?”
“Doing good,” he said. “Can’t say my wife’s real happy about me coming to work in a bar, but she’ll come around.”
I’d heard about Cane’s wife. She was a total and complete douche. The few times that I’d met her had been at Copper’s old office. Cane’s wife, Dara, had been meeting him for lunch and had thrown a bitch fit when she’d had to go through security to get to Cane’s office on the fourth floor.
I grinned. “The bar is only the front. Though, Copper’s already talking about moving back to the old place because of the bullshit he’s gone through having to get permits in Dallas.
“When we get the back entrance in, you won’t have to come through the bar anymore, and then it’ll be like just going to a regular office,” Copper said. “And no more worries about offices. Permits were approved and we can break ground immediately. Milena’s sister-in-law’s brothers’ company is going to meet up with me after our staff meeting and we’ll get all the final plans approved.”
“That sounds exciting.” Cane looked around. “I kind of like the atmosphere, though.”
“Same,” Copper said. “And I like where it’s located as well. Clients are going to come in here and be instantly at ease because it’s not an uptight office building.” He turned to me. “Got an offer on my building.”
“Already?” I asked.
“Yeah, new up-and-coming tech company that’s trying to be Google’s rival is interested in making a name for itself, and they need a status symbol,” he said. “Now that there’s no board since I own majority, I can just approve the sale.”
