Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 144571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
“Cooper.” His name came out on a groan.
“Hey, you did almost all the work tonight.” He set his thumb against her calf, pressing in. One of the classes he’d taken as a member of The Hideout was in therapeutic massage. Of course he’d also taken one in erotic massage, but he had to work up to that. He had to work up to tweaking her nipples and finding that place on her glutes that relaxed her enough he could slide a finger in her asshole, getting her ready to take his cock. “I think I should contribute something.”
Her eyes closed as he started to rub. “We need to look around and find some women subs looking for a professional top.”
“Or I can accept the fact that everyone wants the Mistress,” he whispered, finding the arch of her foot and making her moan. “I don’t mind being your assistant. Besides, I give the gay guys some eye candy, and don’t discount that. I’m sure it’s fun to have something pretty to look at while you’re getting your balls busted. By the way, did I mention you look lovely tonight? I like the hair.”
“I curled it.” She was also curling her toes, and that sent a thrill through him. “That feels so good. I hate massage. I don’t like people touching me.”
“You don’t like strangers touching you,” he countered. She’d always been that way. It hurt her in school where everyone thought she was some kind of freak because she had boundaries. “You’re very affectionate with your friends. You just don’t go around hugging every single human being you meet. You’re picky, and that’s fine. The physical therapist isn’t recommending massage?”
She groaned and leaned back against the table, the motion causing her breasts to swell against her corset. “Yeah, but I don’t have to do what he says.”
“Kala,” he admonished.
Her eyes came open. “I have to see a fucking shrink, Coop. I can’t do it all. I need to give on something.”
Compromise. He could do it. “Fine. As long as you let me know when you’re tight. I can take care of it, and you don’t have to deal with someone you don’t know touching you.”
“You don’t top me, Coop,” she said, and he knew the tiger was close.
Luckily, he’d dealt with her tiger many times. He squeezed her toes and her eyes fluttered. “I know. I’m only thinking of the team. We’re going to get back in the field soon, and do you honestly want Kenz to take the lead in finding Huisman?”
“Fine,” she agreed with a long sigh. “The things I have to go through for this team.”
It was a lie she told herself. She loved her team. She would do anything for them. He needed to get her somewhere more comfortable. Somewhere he could ease that corset off her and then rub her back. He wouldn’t try anything. He was being patient. “Why don’t we go to a privacy room so I can work on you? You’re tight, and you’ll be so much more ready for whatever your dad throws at us tomorrow if you’re loose.”
“I think we should fuck.”
He stepped back, dropping her leg. “What?”
A brow rose over her icy blue eyes. “Is it that surprising? Or repugnant?”
Holy hell. What was going through her head? “Surprising. Not the other thing. Never. Kala, you have to admit you’re the one who hasn’t wanted more of a relationship than we have.”
“And I don’t now. I’m not asking to be your girlfriend. I just think I don’t have anyone I’m sleeping with now and you don’t…” She stopped, staring at him for a moment. “I didn’t think about whether or not you have someone. I should have asked.”
“You never have to ask. You’ll always know.” Frustration welled where moments before he was preaching patience. This was what she brought out in him. The good, the bad. Everything Cooper McKay could possibly be, this woman unlocked. “I tell you everything. You’re my best friend.”
She leaned over, unzipping her other boot and stepping out. “I doubt it.”
“I might not be yours, but you’re mine. I hang out with TJ and Tris and the guys. I really thought Zach and I had a friendship going, but none of them compare to what I have with you. I’m not trying to replace Lou or anything, but since I walked on to this team, my focus has been you.”
“Interesting.” She set both boots near her kit. “We’ve never talked about this. I was actually surprised you said yes. We hadn’t seen each other for more than a few minutes at a family get-together for years.”
“For eight years, four months, and three days,” he replied quietly. “From the moment you told me at graduation you didn’t think we should talk anymore. You told me college would be an excellent time to move on.”