He gives me a cocky smile before capturing my lips with his and pulling me closer to him. He kisses me senseless before going back to nudging his knee in between my legs.
"Now, back to me showing you how hot you are in this little witch outfit."
Kisses turn hotter and hotter until I'm unconsciously riding his leg and both of us are fighting back moans. I'm just as wrapped around him as he is me. If he's looking for confirmation, I am more than giving it to him. I'm not static, a non-participant, in this thing. I'm kissing him back just as hard as he is kissing me...now that I know how. When his hand drops to cup my breast, I don't pull away. I find something of my own to cup...his ass.
Who knows how long we would have stayed like that if something hadn’t fallen off a nearby self causing both of us to jump apart. Cooper's hand flies to the small of his back where his gun is. I have to bite down on my lip to keep from crawling back in his arms and begging him to continue. Who knew a man reaching for a gun could be so hot?
"What the hell?" He mouths the words and goes towards the sound but the door never comes open and when Cooper looks out the tiny window the men aren't there. It's like something wanted us to know the coast was clear. I look toward where the sound came from and see something rolling on the floor like someone might have given it a good kick. It's weird how it keeps rolling back and forth even after it should have stopped.
Before I can go inspect what is causing it to keep moving, Cooper has my hand and leads me out. I go because I understand we don't have a lot of time to make it to the top floor without being seen. We go to a part of the house with fewer windows and he turns to me.
"Let's go."
"What?"
"Let's go. I'll give you a boost up. All you have to do is pull yourself over the rail."
"Um, okay," I say slowly, not fully on board with this plan. I did not excel at gym and the thought of pulling myself up with nothing but my own arm strength makes me question this whole idea.
He pulls me closer to him until I am plastered to him once again. Then he spins me and my mind isn’t on arm strength...well, not my own at least. So it's a shock when he lifts me off the ground like I don't weigh a thing. I fight back a yelp. He places his hands over my bare ass cheeks to give me a little more height.
His hands are all up in my business and I am trying my damnedest not to think about sex at this one particular time. What is wrong with me? I have never been one of those women so caught up in the physical that I would say fuck it to everything else. At least I wasn't until I met Cooper. Now all I can think about is how soft his lips are on mine when he kisses me and how good he tastes and what a blow job would be like.
Is this normal? Why did it have to happen now? I know it's because of Cooper but it’s not the right time to be thinking about all of this shit when innocent people are in danger and men with guns are prowling around every corner.
I flip over the railing and land on my back in the most ungraceful sprawl ever. Moments later, Cooper is climbing over like it's no big deal. He lands on top of me.
"Seems like I'm back." He wiggles his hips to show me what he means and I feel his...oh wow, I think he's gotten bigger. "You better watch out Saff. A man could get used to this - landing in heaven every time we fall together."
Chapter Seven
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Cooper
She has the cutest blush I’ve ever seen. It makes me want to follow it until I find out if it goes all the way down to her soft little pussy. I stand and help her to her feet. If I don't get up right now I'm going to say to hell with the situation and take what I so desperately want. Having Saff in the shed up against the wall was nearly more than I could handle. I was so close. If the weird thing hadn't happened with the bottle when it did I would have totally been in her before either of us was ready.
We sneak inside using one of the French windows that lead to a bedroom and make our way to the upstairs landing. Because of the party, all the alarms that would normally be in place are turned off making it the perfect time to hit it up. I suspect that is how the guys got in. Voices carry to us from down below and I grab Saff and hunker down so we aren't seen.
"It's in this house! It has to be here. Have you read the journal? All the letters?"
"Yes, and all the bitch does is talk in riddles. 'You'll find the heart in the one place I lost mine.' What the hell does that even mean?"
Beside of me, Saff covers her mouth with both of her hands to smother the gasp she lets out.
"Have you checked the bedrooms?"
"No."
"Why not? She's talking about losing it, maybe she's talking about the place she gave her cherry up?"
We slide further back and make our way to a bedroom. I softly and slowly shut the door. Even if they do check the bedrooms they won't get to this one before my partner comes.
"I know what they're looking for!" She has an excited flush to her cheeks and her eyes are lit with the secret knowledge.
"Do you care to share?"
"They're looking for the Heart of Sorrows!"