Kiss Me If You Can (Bachelor Blogs 1)

She laughed. “I meant I’m not finished talking.”

He placed his hands on her hips and nodded in understanding. “We can talk later.” Right now he needed to be alone with her, not standing here in a public place.

“There’s a coat closet that’s not in use during the summer,” she said, reading his mind.

“How did you know what I was thinking?” he asked, amused but not surprised that she knew him that well.

“I already told you I came here early. I had time to scout around,” she said, eyes gleaming in anticipation.

“Show me.” He glanced at his watch. “Quickly. There’s only twenty minutes before I have to check in.”

And he intended to make good use of each and every one.

COOP GRABBED LEXIE’S HAND. She led him around the corner, through an empty hall to a two-part door that would open on top for a coat check. “This is it. I heard the staff say they’d leave it unlocked in case anyone needed to store things in here.” She turned the knob and the door swung open wide. “Voilà,” she said, stepping inside.

He flipped on the light, kicked the door closed, locked it and reached for Lexie once more.

He couldn’t tear his gaze from her beautiful face as he pulled the hem of her dress high enough for him to cup her feminine heat in the palm of his hand.

Lexie leaned her head back and groaned. “God, I missed you.”

He pulled at her panties, helping them down her long, sexy legs and easing them over those f**k-me high heels before tucking her underwear into the pocket of his jacket.

“You take my breath away,” he said, kissing her cheek, her jaw, her neck.

“You’re pretty hot yourself. Especially this.” She rubbed his scruffy face with her palm.

Coop could look into her eyes forever, but he was aware of the minutes ticking by. He needed to finish this before they were missed. He slid his hand between their bodies and with his thumb, massaged her outer folds, finding her so good and wet. She arched into him, allowing him access and he eased one finger deep inside. Her body clenched around him, surrounding him in slick heat.

Lexie cried out, so he sealed his lips over hers, silencing her as he aroused her further, sliding his finger in and out of her slick passage. She panted in his ear, urging him harder, deeper and he complied, while also drawing circles over her clit with his thumb. Her body shook and he pressed harder against just the right spot until she was bucking against his hand.

Lexie impatiently reached for his trousers, her hands shaking as she attempted to open them.

“Easy,” he whispered. “Let me.” He released the button, yanked down the zipper and when the pants fell to the floor, he freed one foot, giving himself leverage.

He placed his hands on her hips, about to lift her onto him when reality set in and he muttered a raw curse.

“What’s wrong?” Lexie asked, surprised.

He met her gaze and she saw regret and real pain in his eyes.

“No protection.”

At one time, Lexie would have called a halt. But this was Coop, the man she loved. Trusted.

She felt an unexpected smile curve her lips. “Well, you’re in luck because I’m on the pill.” Fully aware of how huge her words were, she cupped his erection, teasing him until he let out a groan.

“Lexie…” The words sounded like part warning, part plea.

“I’m safe, Coop. Tested yearly. The last time just happened to be when I was home in June. There’s been nobody else for a long time.”

“That’s not it. If you’re suggesting it, I trust you.”

“Same here, so what’s the problem?” she asked.

His curious eyes stared into hers. “I’m wondering why I’m just hearing about the pill now.”

Always the journalist, questions came out even at the most inopportune times, Lexie thought, loving him even more for it.

But she shook her head, drawing her hand up and down his hard shaft. “Do you really want me to answer now?” She spread his come over the head of his penis with the pad of her thumb.

He grasped her hips, lifting her into the air until she locked her legs around his waist. Once she anchored herself, Coop backed her against the wall and Lexie closed her eyes, guiding him with her hand, helping him lower her body onto his rigid shaft.

She was hot for him. Wet. So wet and so horny. She’d missed him, wanted him and she’d just admitted she loved him. Now she needed him, too.

He seemed to know it, staring at her as he filled her slowly, lovingly, completely. And she felt him, naked, bare inside her body.

Really felt him—unlike anyone who’d come before. And she couldn’t imagine anyone coming after. She grabbed his hair in her hands and pulled his face to her, kissing him hard. He kissed her back, but he was multitalented and he tilted his hips and thrust harder. Deeper than he’d ever been before.

Lexie moaned, rocking her body against him, grinding together. He eased out and thrust back in deep, in and out, in and out, taking her higher with every slick stroke until her legs began to slip.

Before she could right herself, the change in position rubbed her body against his, bringing her suddenly closer to orgasm. She shuddered and let out a raw moan.

“Hang on,” Coop said, shifting so she could rewrap her legs around his waist.

But he also must have understood what the last position did to her because the next time he drove deep, he tilted his hips to match that last angle of penetration. His body connected with hers in that perfect way and the stars collided behind her eyes. He repeated the motion over and over as his body rocked hard against hers, taking her higher. And higher.

She cried out and he covered her mouth with his and took her up and over the edge, his hips bucking harder and harder until he came on a low groan, pumping into her again and again, wringing every last drop of her orgasm before his movements finally stilled.

She wasn’t sure how long they stood like that, wrapped in each other’s arms, trying to catch their breath. Finally, awareness came back to her.

She breathed in deep and smiled. “Coop?”

“Hmm?”

Clearly words were still beyond him.

“Come with me to Australia,” she said, the words shocking her the minute they’d escaped.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

IN SILENCE, Coop pulled on his pants while Lexie adjusted her dress.

“You have something I need,” she said stiffly from behind him.

He pulled her underwear from his jacket pocket, fingering the soft material before handing the pair back to her.