I lifted my legs about his hips and dug my heels into the base of his spine. That slight pressure caused a groan to escape him and his back arched in response.
My eagerness always did this to him, maybe because he seemed to realize the trust imbued in the act. I arched my hips, rocking them, so that the slick folds of my sex caressed his shaft.
I reached up, slid my arms around his waist and let my fingers dig into the thick pads of the muscles on his shoulders. The move brought me closer to him, dragging my breasts against the sparse hairs on his chest. The sensation of my nipples dragging against his chest however, had another groan leaving his lips.
In response his own hips began to tilt, as our sexes, brushing from the base of his shaft to the tip, urged him to focus.
At these moments, I could almost begin to imagine how sex would be.
But I knew this was all I could handle at the moment, and it eased me to know that there was no pressure from him, that he loved this as much as I did.
I curled about him. Giving him everything I had to give, so that he didn't feel like he was fucking an unwilling woman, but one who wanted to give him the earth, but who just wasn't ready for it.
I surged forward, and I bit him, clamping my teeth down on his shoulder, loving the loud roar that made my ears ring with sound as his hips pistoned harder.
Within seconds, barely any time at all, which told me how on edge he was, I felt his seed against my sex, spattering up towards the curve of my slim belly.
I smiled around the bite, loving the feralness of the situation, loving how raw he felt in my arms. The explosive breaths dragged his chest against mine, and electric sparks sizzled through my nipples in response.
As always, at that moment I wished I was normal.
Wished I could be everything he needed.
But truth was, that even though I felt lesser, unable to give him everything he needed, unable to fulfil all of his desires, I knew he didn't feel that way.
Knew in my bones that he didn't judge me or find me lacking, and because of that I could relax around him, could let him slump against me.
The sounds of his heavy breathing filled the air, as we both came down from the highs the two of us had experienced together.
"I need you," I whispered.
Around his heavy, soughing breath, he returned, "No more than I need you."
And that was enough to have me settling down with a purr of contentment.
Chapter 12
COOPER
Present Day
“Ow.”
“Oh, thank God.”
“Lauren?” I asked dozily. That couldn’t be her, could it? I’d dreamed of her off and on over the years, but this was the first time she sounded like she was next to me when I was awake.
And I was awake, right?
There was no way I could avoid the headache currently bashing my skull, and Jesus, what an ache it was.
I raised a hand to my temple and rubbed it, as that was where I usually got my headaches, but this was at the back. And it didn’t feel like a tension migraine, more like a…
I blinked, and groaned as the light hit me. Seeing Lauren standing there, worry lining her face, had my eyes widening further.
“Lauren? You’re really here.”
She licked her lips nervously, then reaching for my hand, asked, “Why do you keep asking that?”