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Out in the war Even with his apparent tolerance to alcohol, he still wasn’t about to drive I caught up to hie, and wrapped both ainst his shoulder I was dizzy both from the bull and also from my wicked attraction to him

“Want to share a cab?” Cooper asked, seely unflappable

“My apart the cross street

“Would you like entleman

“That would be lovely, thank you,” I said, resisting the urge to take on a Southern accent

As alked, Cooper letting entle squeeze The chemistry between us was undeniable, and I was confident he felt it as much as I did

All too soon, ere at the front entrance of irl, and that hat good girls did Were I following the proper protocols, the et was a peck on the cheek

Fuck the proper protocols

“Would you like to come up?” I asked

“More than anything,” he confessed

As Cooper put his hand back on h e, he letthe back of my neck as I unlocked the door, he scoopedthe click of the lock as a sort of starter’s pistol Kissing ently around his neck Cooper closed the door with his foot We were going to fuck, and I was finally going to knohat it felt like to have a woman’s pleasure

Sensing his way into the bedrooently on the bed No sooner had I touched the duvet than he began to undressquick work of s so my bare feet were up in the air and ot the with the the buttons one by one, he planted a soft kiss on every inch of my flesh as it was revealed to him

“No bra?” he asked when he got to the part where the front should have been

I shook lad to have hi me with such incredible joy