Chasing Dreams
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And right now, she wanted every damn thing he could give her.
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Cooper was blinded by lust, his body moving of its own accord, his hips pistoning hard against Tessa’s as his cock went deeper. His thighs were screaming from the position he was holding himself in, but fuck, the pain was so worth it. Her sweet pussy was wet, warm and so damn welcoming, he never wanted to stop.
He watched all of the expressions play across her face as he pinned her to the wall. Each one of them reflecting everything Cooper was feeling. His frustration and anger had built to a crescendo, and he’d sought Tessa’s lovely body for release. He wasn’t mad at her. The opposite actually. But he needed her. She was like a lifeline in the violent storm he’d been battling for the last few hours. And now, he felt a surge of relief, all of the pain and anger dissipating beneath the onslaught of her sweet passion.
“Cooper. Oh, God, Cooper. Make me come.”
The way she begged made him harder, his hips driving against her painfully as his cock buried deeper. His balls were tightening, the electric current of warning starting at the base of his spine and slowly moving upward. She felt so fucking good, her pussy wrapped around his cock, slick, hot. He didn’t want to stop. He could fuck her just like this all night if she would let him.
Cooper watched as Tessa’s eyes opened, locking with his. The rich warmth he’d seen in her sparkling green eyes was replaced with a soul deep desire. One that he wanted to fulfill.
“Fuck. Me.” She didn’t close her eyes as she practically yelled the command.
With one hand, Cooper held her wrists tightly, doing his best to ensure he didn’t bruise her while his other hand gripped her hip. “Come on my cock Tessa,” he growled, slamming into her once, twice, barely holding the leash on his control as he waited for Tessa to let go.
Her head tilted back so erotically, the sleek column of her neck taut as her jaw thrust forward, her eyes closing. “Fuck yes!”
The high pitched scream triggered Cooper’s release, his body stilling as he erupted, his dick jerking as he filled her.
It could’ve been ten minutes, hell, it could’ve been an hour. Who knew how much time had passed after they’d given themselves over to the heat of passion in the dark hallway of Tessa’s bar. But neither of them had moved. Not an inch.
Well, except for him releasing her arms, which she quickly threw around his neck, holding him against her. He rested his forehead against hers, desperately trying to draw air into his lungs.
“I think that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” Tessa murmured.
Chuckling at the breathy way she said those words, Cooper’s cock pulled out of her and he immediately missed the warmth of her body. While she fixed her clothes, Cooper disappeared into the bathroom to clean up, returning with his clothes back in order only to find that Tessa wasn’t in the hallway anymore.
Shit.
Ever since he’d gotten her soft, lush body against the wall, he had lost all common sense, not caring what happened because of the tunnel vision. The only thought was of Tessa, needing her to ease all of the anger and frustration that he’d let consume him since Marcus stepped foot in the building earlier.
Now he feared what he was going to find when he stepped out of the hallway. Wasn’t like he could stay there forever, although the idea had merit. If he didn’t go out there, he could pretend that she wouldn’t have any regrets or wouldn’t be overthinking. After all, she had declared that the best sex she’d ever had and Cooper knew he couldn’t argue with her there.
Did that qualify as makeup sex? The question made him smile, but he wiped the expression from his face as he stepped out of the hallway to face the music.
“You ready?” Tessa asked, the beaming smile on her face nearly knocking him backward.
Rather than giving her any ideas about being mad at him, he just nodded his head. They had taken separate trucks that morning, but he would be more than willing to leave his here if she had another idea.
“Follow me to my house?”
Or that worked too.
Nodding again because his mouth was suddenly dry, he turned and followed her toward the back of the building. Once outside, he walked her to her truck, waited until she got situated and then went to his.
His body was slowly recovering from his orgasm, and now that he was following her back to her house, Cooper wanted nothing more than to toss her on her bed and love her for the rest of the night. Then they could sleep the day away tomorrow and come back to the bar when it opened.
Except he was going to have to meet Marcus tomorrow and tell the guy the grim news. He had probably put off firing Marcus because he wasn’t fond of confrontation, but Cooper knew it was long past time to do the deed. He needed to hire someone who would take care of him, make sure he was getting what he needed. For Marcus, Cooper was just padding his wallet. You would think he’d be treated with at least a little respect, but he didn’t get an ounce from Marcus. Never had.
By the time Cooper pulled into Tessa’s driveway a few minutes later, his rage was returning, and he hated himself all the more for it. After ravishing Tessa’s body, he should’ve been relaxed to the point of exhaustion.
“Come on, cowboy.” Tessa’s voice startled him when he realized she had opened his door and was standing just outside his truck. He had to glance around, barely remembering how he got there.
“Maybe I should go home,” he told her, irritated with himself for his lack of concentration, but he knew he would be even more pissed off if he took out his anger on her.
Angry sex notwithstanding.
“Get out, Cooper.” Tessa’s tone left no room for argument as she turned and stalked off, obviously not letting him get away with the disappearing act.
Fine. But she asked for it.
Chapter Twenty
When Cooper finally made his way in the house, Tessa dropped her keys on the table by the door and let Havoc and Harmony out for a few minutes. She wasn’t going to let Cooper mope for long, so before she returned to the living room, she ushered the dogs in as soon as they did their business, and sent them into the bedroom they had commandeered as their own. Cooper was sitting on the couch, his head tilted back, eyes closed. She could see the strain on his face, and she decided exactly what she needed to do. Disappearing down the hall before he realized she was watching him, Tessa grabbed a couple of candles from the dresser in her bedroom and relocated them to the bathroom.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
Cooper was blinded by lust, his body moving of its own accord, his hips pistoning hard against Tessa’s as his cock went deeper. His thighs were screaming from the position he was holding himself in, but fuck, the pain was so worth it. Her sweet pussy was wet, warm and so damn welcoming, he never wanted to stop.
He watched all of the expressions play across her face as he pinned her to the wall. Each one of them reflecting everything Cooper was feeling. His frustration and anger had built to a crescendo, and he’d sought Tessa’s lovely body for release. He wasn’t mad at her. The opposite actually. But he needed her. She was like a lifeline in the violent storm he’d been battling for the last few hours. And now, he felt a surge of relief, all of the pain and anger dissipating beneath the onslaught of her sweet passion.
“Cooper. Oh, God, Cooper. Make me come.”
The way she begged made him harder, his hips driving against her painfully as his cock buried deeper. His balls were tightening, the electric current of warning starting at the base of his spine and slowly moving upward. She felt so fucking good, her pussy wrapped around his cock, slick, hot. He didn’t want to stop. He could fuck her just like this all night if she would let him.
Cooper watched as Tessa’s eyes opened, locking with his. The rich warmth he’d seen in her sparkling green eyes was replaced with a soul deep desire. One that he wanted to fulfill.
“Fuck. Me.” She didn’t close her eyes as she practically yelled the command.
With one hand, Cooper held her wrists tightly, doing his best to ensure he didn’t bruise her while his other hand gripped her hip. “Come on my cock Tessa,” he growled, slamming into her once, twice, barely holding the leash on his control as he waited for Tessa to let go.
Her head tilted back so erotically, the sleek column of her neck taut as her jaw thrust forward, her eyes closing. “Fuck yes!”
The high pitched scream triggered Cooper’s release, his body stilling as he erupted, his dick jerking as he filled her.
It could’ve been ten minutes, hell, it could’ve been an hour. Who knew how much time had passed after they’d given themselves over to the heat of passion in the dark hallway of Tessa’s bar. But neither of them had moved. Not an inch.
Well, except for him releasing her arms, which she quickly threw around his neck, holding him against her. He rested his forehead against hers, desperately trying to draw air into his lungs.
“I think that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” Tessa murmured.
Chuckling at the breathy way she said those words, Cooper’s cock pulled out of her and he immediately missed the warmth of her body. While she fixed her clothes, Cooper disappeared into the bathroom to clean up, returning with his clothes back in order only to find that Tessa wasn’t in the hallway anymore.
Shit.
Ever since he’d gotten her soft, lush body against the wall, he had lost all common sense, not caring what happened because of the tunnel vision. The only thought was of Tessa, needing her to ease all of the anger and frustration that he’d let consume him since Marcus stepped foot in the building earlier.
Now he feared what he was going to find when he stepped out of the hallway. Wasn’t like he could stay there forever, although the idea had merit. If he didn’t go out there, he could pretend that she wouldn’t have any regrets or wouldn’t be overthinking. After all, she had declared that the best sex she’d ever had and Cooper knew he couldn’t argue with her there.
Did that qualify as makeup sex? The question made him smile, but he wiped the expression from his face as he stepped out of the hallway to face the music.
“You ready?” Tessa asked, the beaming smile on her face nearly knocking him backward.
Rather than giving her any ideas about being mad at him, he just nodded his head. They had taken separate trucks that morning, but he would be more than willing to leave his here if she had another idea.
“Follow me to my house?”
Or that worked too.
Nodding again because his mouth was suddenly dry, he turned and followed her toward the back of the building. Once outside, he walked her to her truck, waited until she got situated and then went to his.
His body was slowly recovering from his orgasm, and now that he was following her back to her house, Cooper wanted nothing more than to toss her on her bed and love her for the rest of the night. Then they could sleep the day away tomorrow and come back to the bar when it opened.
Except he was going to have to meet Marcus tomorrow and tell the guy the grim news. He had probably put off firing Marcus because he wasn’t fond of confrontation, but Cooper knew it was long past time to do the deed. He needed to hire someone who would take care of him, make sure he was getting what he needed. For Marcus, Cooper was just padding his wallet. You would think he’d be treated with at least a little respect, but he didn’t get an ounce from Marcus. Never had.
By the time Cooper pulled into Tessa’s driveway a few minutes later, his rage was returning, and he hated himself all the more for it. After ravishing Tessa’s body, he should’ve been relaxed to the point of exhaustion.
“Come on, cowboy.” Tessa’s voice startled him when he realized she had opened his door and was standing just outside his truck. He had to glance around, barely remembering how he got there.
“Maybe I should go home,” he told her, irritated with himself for his lack of concentration, but he knew he would be even more pissed off if he took out his anger on her.
Angry sex notwithstanding.
“Get out, Cooper.” Tessa’s tone left no room for argument as she turned and stalked off, obviously not letting him get away with the disappearing act.
Fine. But she asked for it.
Chapter Twenty
When Cooper finally made his way in the house, Tessa dropped her keys on the table by the door and let Havoc and Harmony out for a few minutes. She wasn’t going to let Cooper mope for long, so before she returned to the living room, she ushered the dogs in as soon as they did their business, and sent them into the bedroom they had commandeered as their own. Cooper was sitting on the couch, his head tilted back, eyes closed. She could see the strain on his face, and she decided exactly what she needed to do. Disappearing down the hall before he realized she was watching him, Tessa grabbed a couple of candles from the dresser in her bedroom and relocated them to the bathroom.
