Sutton did come home with smears of flour in all sorts of interesting places. “I like finding out where it’s all gotten to.”
Sutton’s breaths came a touch faster now. I loved watching how the movement changed, the way her body responded to my words, my touch. My fingers tightened in her hair, tipping her head back.
The pupils in those haunting turquoise eyes dilated as her lipsparted. I took her mouth then. My tongue slid inside, demanded more—demandedeverything.
Sutton moaned into my mouth, and the sound went straight to my dick. The tone, the vibration. I swore she could make me come in my goddamned pants from her sounds alone.
“Cope.” She breathed my name like a prayer, the single syllable playing over my lips.
I tore my mouth from hers. I needed to see her, touch her, bury myself so deep in her body that she’d never forget the feel of me.
My fingers gripped the hem of her tee that readThe Mix Up. I pulled it free in one tug and sucked in a breath. Pale-pink lace lay beneath. The kind of bra that let me see the darker pink of Sutton’s nipples peeking through.
“You trying to kill me, Warrior?”
A little line of confusion appeared in her brow.
My thumb ghosted over her nipple, then circled. “Knowing you’ve been wearing this all day. Walking around like temptation incarnate just covered by cotton.”
My head bent, and I pulled her nipple into my mouth through the lace. Sutton’s back arched as she gave herself over to me. “Cope.”
I released the bud, my fingers going to the button of her jeans. “Shoes off,” I commanded, my voice getting rougher, the need demanding to break free.
Sutton kicked off the slip-ons she favored for work as my fingers hooked in her jeans. I tugged the denim down until it pooled on the floor. I sucked in a breath as I took in the pale-pink scrap of lace. The thong looked so delicate I could rip it from her body without even trying.
“Step. Out,” I ordered.
A shiver raced through Sutton, and her breaths came quicker. One foot lifted, and then the other. I threw the jeans to the side. I didn’t want anything getting in the way of my view. Nothing that would keep me from memorizing every inch of this woman.
“Never going to forget this moment. So perfect, bound in lace.”I lifted a hand, my knuckles grazing over her center. “Already wet. Tell me, Warrior, are you aching?”
Those eyes sparked with blue heat, the hottest type of blaze. “Yes.”
“Let’s see what we can do about that.” My fingers moved, twisting in the band of Sutton’s thong. And with one swift jerk, I snapped it free.
45
SUTTON
I gaped at Cope.“You did not just do that…again.”
He grinned up at me with mischief, heating my blood. The lace fluttered to the floor a second later. “Are you really going to complain about one more ruined pair of underwear when it lets me do this?”
Cope moved so fast that I didn’t have time to prepare. His fingers parted me, and I gasped, gripping his shoulders as two slid inside. My hips thrust forward, moving on instinct to greet him, a moan slipping from my lips.
“Fucking heaven,” Cope gritted out. “Do you know how good you feel? Soft silk, gripping my fingers like you’re going to grip my cock.”
The combination of his words and touch was almost more than I could take. I clutched his shoulders harder, my nails digging in. “Cope.” His name was a plea.
“Not yet.” Those devilish fingers slid in and out, twisting. Then, the curl.
My hands twisted in his tee. “Please.”
Cope’s dark-blue eyes flashed. “You want to come with me inside you, taking you, reminding you of everything you’ve given me?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Always going to give you what you want, Warrior. What you need.”
