I was getting in deeper with him, but I couldn't seem to slow this down. He was so possessive, and I loved it. I wanted him to declare to everyone that I was his, that I wasn't to be with anyone else. I'd never thought of myself as a woman who needed someone to be complete. But was it nice, especially when I was being claimed by Cooper.
There was a desperate quality to what we were doing tonight. I was afraid of losing him. I wanted to hold him tighter. I wanted to create memories with him. They could only ever be in hiding. And he might freak out in the morning. So I needed to stuff everything into one night.
If Cooper realized he was catching feelings, he'd break things off. He was convinced my brothers wouldn't accept this thing between us, and maybe he was right. But I was more willing to consider the possibilities.
Chapter 14
Cooper
After our shower, I convinced her to get in bed with me. Neither of us bothered to put on clothes. I wanted to feel her skin next to mine.
The reason I suggested a shower was that we usually fucked and went our separate ways. I wanted to take my time with her body, but I also didn't want to broadcast my intentions. This was supposed to be physical, and I didn't want to spook her.
It was a bad idea to move our interactions to my house. But I couldn't say that I was upset about it. In fact, I had been thrilled to see her on my porch. And when she launched herself at me, I wasn't sure I'd felt anything better.
A word had sounded in my head—mine. And I couldn't get it out. Did that mean I wanted her to be mine? Or that I already saw her as mine?
I'd never thought of myself as a possessive man. But with Aspen, I was quickly falling for her. Maybe it was Morgan mentioning that her mother was setting her up on blind dates, because I didn't want to share Aspen with anyone.
If this was merely a hookup I wouldn't be so possessive of her. If she said she was interested in dating other guys, I should be ready to cut her off. Instead, it made me want her more.
I had never had a problem keeping my feelings in check. I hadn't been possessive of any other girls I dated. But a few brief interactions with Aspen and I was marking her as mine. Just not in public. Not where it mattered.
Her hand brushed across my pec. "What are you thinking about?"
I wanted to say how this was different. How she was different. But I managed to swallow the words down. "We probably shouldn't be together like this."
It was too much time together in an intimate space. I was going to fall for her. I felt more for her in a short amount of time than I had for anyone else I'd ever dated. This wasn't good.
I rolled us so that my dick was notched at her entrance. "I want you again though."
Her lips parted. "I want you too."
I eased inside, loving that I had easy access to her body. If we dated, I'd get this all the time. I'd fall easily for her. Because she was more than a quick fuck. Her eyes were so expressive, her brain always moving a million miles a second.
Shit. I could fall in love with this girl.
I braced myself on my hands, focusing on the spot where my dick stretched her pussy.
Mine. Mine. Mine, I chanted to myself as I continued to move inside her.
This was more than a hookup. She was so much more. But I couldn't have her.
Her brothers wouldn't understand, and I didn't want to do anything to risk our friendship or our business.
What if this was the woman I was supposed to be with?
I almost laughed out loud at that idea. There was no woman who was intended for me, and if there was, it certainly wouldn't be a Sterling. The world couldn't be that cruel, could it?
You were meant for someone you couldn't have. Yeah, that sounded about right. I was put on this earth to be tortured over and over again.
I shook my head at the dark thoughts and refocused on giving Aspen pleasure. It was our first time in a bed. The first time I'd seen her hair spread out on my pillow, her body flush and naked under mine. She was gorgeous.
If this was the last time I got to be with her, I wanted to try everything. I rolled us so that she was on top and I could cup her ample breasts. Her nipples were hard points, and she trembled when my fingers brushed over them. She liked when I played with her tits.
I lifted so that I could suck on them, and her head fell back. I made her lose control. Me. Not some man in a suit.
I sucked on one nipple, then the other, needing to see her go over. I dropped down so that I could ease a finger between us, circling her swollen nub. Her movements became jerkier, and she bit her lip hard as she went over that cliff.