The Risks We Take Duet Box Set

74. Cooper

COOPER

M urphy got over everything faster than I expected.

He’s always been the biggest hothead among us.

And he wasn’t wrong.

If Brady had tried hiding his relationship with Nattie, I’d have been beyond pissed.

But I’d do it all again if it meant I got to keep Carys at the end of it all.

Because I’m not letting go this time. Not ever again. This woman is mine. She’s always been, and I want every fucking person around us to know it too.

So hours later, when Carys shuts the front door behind Murphy, I claim her.

I spin her around and crowd her body against the door—one palm flat on the wood next to her face, the other on her hip, with my knees bent, bringing myself eye level with my beautiful girl. Fighting for the control that snapped hours ago and has been teetering on the brink since.

She gasps and brings her soft hands up, running her fingers through my hair. The tenderness in her eyes overwhelms me. “You love me?”

“You are the air I breathe, Carys Murphy. Did you ever really doubt it? I needed to get my head on straight.” I run my nose along her neck, inhaling her. “You’ve got to realize we’re still in the middle of a storm, baby, but I never stopped loving you. You—loving you, protecting you above everything else in this life—that will always be my top priority.” I lean in and take her lips in a punishing kiss, my tongue stroking hers.

Our bodies pressed together. Leaving no room between us.

Her soft curves melt against me, and my cock strains to get closer.

It’s frenzied and messy. Urgent and needy.

Carys whimpers in my arms. “God, Cooper.” She licks into my mouth, pushing for more and wraps her arms around my neck, rubbing against me.

Until I’m not sure where she stops and I start.

My hands slide down her body and under her dress, gripping her ass and squeezing.

Needing to feel her skin against me.

I lift her as she wraps herself around me like a koala bear, and the heat of her pussy has my cock pulsing in response. “I missed you, baby,” I groan against her skin.

She nips at my ear as I walk us up the stairs. “Every day, Cooper.” She bites my earlobe and tugs it between her teeth, then runs her tongue along the edge. “I missed you when you were gone...”

I step into her room and kick the door shut behind us, then turn her back against it for leverage.

Carys rips my shirt over my head and kisses me again, her tongue sweeping into my mouth in hot, frantic strokes. “I missed you even more when you were next to me and I couldn’t touch you. I never want to feel that kind of pain again.” She pulls her dress over her head, then unbuckles my belt and unzips my jeans. “Touch me,” she begs. “Please God, touch me before I die.”

We shove my jeans down just enough, and I rip her panties from her body and take her mouth again as I drag my cock through her soaked pussy. My head spins as all the blood in my body rushes to my dick with an urgent need.

I drag my tongue down her delicate neck, then bite down on the crease by her shoulder as I drive into her, burying myself. Drowning in her.

Carys winces as her tight little pussy adjusts to my cock after having gone months without each other. We both still. Reveling in the connection between us.

Silent.

Motionless.

She feels like fucking heaven and tastes like sin.

I have to take a minute before I move, or this’ll be over before it starts.

Electricity sparks and soars between us, as lightning pulls at my spine.

Need and want outweigh my hesitation as I tug her bottom lip between my teeth. “Are you okay, baby?” I’m holding onto my composure by a worn, fraying thread.

“Fuck me, Cooper,” she demands as her nails score my back and her heels dig into my ass. She grinds down on my cock, unleashing a fire that incinerates my composure, and singes my skin.

I set a punishing rhythm, fucking away the hurt and anger between us.

My muscles contract with every snap of my hips. Mind-numbing pain mixes with soul-burning pleasure as we fuck our way into oblivion. “You feel that, baby? You feel us?”

She nods her head. “Don’t stop, Coop,” she moans. “I’m close.” Her pussy clenches around me.

I wrap my arms around her tiny waist and move her so only her shoulder blades touch the door. Changing the angle. Going deeper.

Carys’s eyes flutter shut, as her arms curl around my shoulders, and she moans as she comes.

Pulling her body against mine, I take two quick steps across the room and toss her on the bed. “Up on all fours, baby.”

She quickly scurries across the bed, putting her ass in the air. Then she flips her hair to look up at me over her shoulder.

My mouth goes dry at the sight in front of me. This beautiful woman. Open and vulnerable.

I step out of my jeans and drag my hand across the globes of her ass, then spank her with a quick snap of my wrist.

Carys drops her forehead to the mattress and fists the sheets as she cries out, then backs up, looking for more. “Please, Cooper,” she begs, and I kiss the red handprint standing out in stark contrast to her pale skin.

“Please what, baby?” I fist my cock and place a knee on the bed, then smack the other side. “You gonna get scared and run again, Carys?” I dip my face down, inhaling her intoxicating scent, and growl against her pussy as her juices coat my face.

“Ohmygod...” she cries out. “Now, Coop. Please, God. Now.”

I pull back and drag a thumb through the evidence of her orgasm, then up around the tight ring of her ass, running it around the puckered skin before pushing it in.

Carys thrashes against the bed, incoherent, as I plunge my cock into her pussy while my thumb fucks her ass.

My dick weeps from the hot, wet, vise-like grip she’s got on me. I set a hungry rhythm as I wrap her silky hair around my fist and pound into her, tugging her up so she arches her back.

She pushes back to meet me with every hard thrust.

Her body already shaking.

Breathing in rapid, heavy breaths as she keens.

“Never again, Carys,” I tell her as I lean over her and kiss my way up her spine until my mouth is next to hers. “It’s us, baby. It’s always gonna be us.” I take her mouth in a vicious kiss.

Her body quivers for me as she whimpers, and my heart pounds a drumbeat against my chest. “I’m never letting you go again, Coop.” Her voice is thready. On edge. She’s there.

I shift behind her. Dragging my cock inside her. Fucking her. Loving her. “You take my cock like such a good girl, baby.”

Carys’s orgasm rolls through her shaking body, milking me, while white-hot blistering pleasure pulls at my spine, and my orgasm rushes through me.

We fall to the bed in a tangle of arms and legs, breathing heavy, and I pull her back against my chest.

Once we can both breathe again, my lips caress the shell of her ear. “Never again, baby. It’s us against the world.”

“You and me, Coop. No running. From either of us.” She twists her head and kisses me, soft and slow. Quieting the demons and soothing my soul.