Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
“Do you want me to help you inside to the bathroom?”
“No, thank you. I’m fine.” I smoothed down my skirt, trying to keep a little bit of independence.
“I can do this.” Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, I gave myself approval. It took some concentration to make it from the table all the way inside to the bathroom. I stood up, spine straight. “I’ve got this shit.” I smiled at my reflection. Okay, no more vodka cranberry martinis for me.
Turning to head out of the bathroom, I almost had one step out of the door before I was shoved back inside, pushed up against the door.
It was pitch-black because there weren’t any windows in the room. I blinked my eyes a couple of times, trying to adjust to the blackness, but I couldn’t see anything. I didn’t need my eyes to see who was in front of me, though. I was surrounded by his smell, a woodsy spice, and I knew it was Cooper. He leaned down and put his mouth near my ear and growled.
“You’re dating Adam?”
I was a bunch of things—shocked, aggravated, and turned on. Yes, I arrived with Adam, but that was only so I could drink and enjoy myself. I know it might have seemed we were together when we walked in holding hands, but the driveway is cobblestone. With the type of footwear I was wearing it was like a death trap, so I held his hand to make sure I didn’t sprain anything.
“No,” I whispered. “He just drove me here so I don’t have to worry about driving home.” I felt his breath on my ear, on my neck. I felt it everywhere. My body was one big fat nerve, and I just wanted to turn my head and make my lips meet his.
“I’m your ride home,” he said, and in that moment, he pressed his erection into my core. With him scooping down and me on wedges it was the perfect height, and if I just rubbed a little up and down, I was pretty sure I could have my happy ending.
“You drive me crazy,” he said, and I could swear he was softly kissing my neck, so of course, being the semi drunk hussy that I was, I gave him more access, which then made him really go in for it where he lightly bit and then sucked.
“You don’t even like me.” I panted, my hands grabbing onto his shirt. It was too much. The dark, his smell, my senses on overload.
“I like you plenty.” And just when I went to open my mouth to talk back, his lips met mine. He used the exact moment to slowly sneak his tongue in like he was testing the water, and in the exact moment I kissed him back. Our tongues fought in a soft tango, trying to best the other. His hands sneaked down to my ass where he squeezed tightly, pulling me more into his erection, and it was my turn to moan.
“Cooper?” I’m not sure what I was asking.
“Parker, are you okay in there?” Meghan asked while knocking on the door, bringing us both out of our trances.
“Um, yeah, I’m fine. I’ll be right out,” I said, trying to disengage myself from his hold, only making him hold on tighter.
“Okay, I think the coast is clear. Douche MCoop has left the building.” She giggled, and I was pretty sure I would kill her.
Cooper started to say something, and I quickly brought my hand up to block his mouth, but since we were in the dark, my thumb ended up in his eye socket, causing him to moan.
“Parker, are you all right? Did sitting in front of Douche MCoop leave you all hot and bothered you went to check to make sure your vaggggggina will still work?” She thought she was a fucking comedian. “Better tell him when he gets down there to blow first to get all that dust out. Oh, and by the way, Adam took off for a booty call.”
“Meghan,” I yelled. “I’m fine. I’ll be right out. Why don’t you go mix up some more martinis? I guess I’m crashing in the guest room.”
“Okie dokie, smokie!!!” She stumbled away, and I was wondering if someone could actually die from embarrassment. Either that or I was hoping the earth swallowed me up before I had to look in his eyes again.
When I couldn’t hear her anymore, I whispered, “You need to leave right now. She or anyone for that matter cannot know you were in here with me.”
“I’m not leaving. I’m driving you home. I thought that was already decided.”
“Nothing was decided, and I already told Meghan I would be sleeping here, so I don’t need you to drive me anywhere,” I said a little bit louder and more forceful than I wanted to, but I was freaking out.