He tasted like beer and man and heaven all mixed into one and Tessa found herself suddenly addicted to his taste. Sliding her palms up his chest, she had to reach to wrap them around his neck, but once she did, she pulled him down closer, taking the reins and deepening the kiss.

The growl that rumbled in his chest sent vibrations straight to her clit and Tessa found herself practically climbing him. She wasn’t a wisp of a thing like most of the women he was probably used to, but Cooper didn’t seem to have any problems handling her.

When his mouth separated from hers, Tessa groaned, the loss of his taste making her body work harder to touch him, to ensure he didn’t disappear. His firm lips began trailing scorching hot kisses down the underside of her jaw, then he moved on to nibble her neck and Tessa was almost positive she was going to come right then and there.

“Do you want to take this inside?” he asked, his mouth never leaving her skin.

Tessa shook her head. She didn’t want to go anywhere. This was right where she wanted to be. Under the stars, with this man, right here on his back porch without another soul within at least three miles.

“I’m going to have you naked in under a minute. Are you sure about that?”

“Positive,” she answered, holding his head tighter, forcing his mouth closer to the vulnerable area between her neck and her shoulder. God, she loved what his tongue was doing.

She felt the ties at the back of her neck give, the rasp of the strings tickling her skin when he pulled them along with him as he stood to his full height, stealing his wondrous lips away from her eager body. Staring up at him, she watched as his eyes widened, the once golden brown darkening.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, lowering her dress until her breasts spilled forth, unbidden without the bandeau top.

The late summer breeze was warm against her skin, but her nipples puckered painfully beneath the scrutiny of his gaze. Tessa wouldn’t consider herself ugly, but she would never go so far as to say she was beautiful. Only, when Cooper looked at her, she felt as though she were a princess and he had never found another woman quite so exquisite.

He continued to lower her dress until it bunched across her ribs, just beneath her sensitive, swollen breasts. Warm hands cupped her, lodging her breath in her chest. Splendid warmth enveloped her, her thighs clenching as her pussy began to throb with anticipation. Closing her eyes, she prayed he’d get on with it.

Tessa squealed when her feet left the ground, her body lifted and turned until her butt was resting on the railing that surrounded the porch.

“There,” Cooper said, sounding pleased with himself.

Oh, hell! Cooper’s fiercely hot mouth surrounded one of her nipples without so much as an introduction, the suction sending electric shards of pleasure ricocheting from her nipple to her clit. She couldn’t stifle the moan, couldn’t keep from pulling his head closer as she bowed her back, trying to force him to suck harder. The sharp tug of his mouth had her praying he would never stop.

Disappointment took up residence where the pleasure had been seconds before when he pulled away, her breast falling from his mouth with a sinfully delicious pop. He wasted no time before unleashing the same treatment on her other breast.

“Cooper,” she moaned his name, holding him to her. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t ever stop.”

Reckless.

The thought flitted through her mind, but the pleasure was too intense, too all-consuming that she couldn’t focus on anything other than the way he teased her nipple with his tongue.

This time he bathed her entire breast, licking the underside, then lapping at her nipple with gentle swirls of his tongue. She tried to focus on the intensity of his mouth, but his big, warm hand was sliding its way up her thigh. When his finger dipped beneath the elastic edge of her panties, she was afraid she was going to shatter right then and there.

“You’re wet.”

It wasn’t a question, and Tessa didn’t feel the need to say anything because her body was doing all the talking for her. She spread her knees farther apart, gripping his shoulders to keep from tumbling backward off of the railing as he slowly penetrated her with one finger.

“Cooper!” Oh, God. She wasn’t going to last. It’d been too long. “Please! Oh, God! Please!” Grateful that they were so far away from civilization, Tessa didn’t try to restrain herself. She wasn’t sure she would’ve been able to if she had to.

“Tell me, Tessa.” Cooper’s tone was firm, demanding, as he stood tall, looking down at her, his finger sliding ever so slowly inside of her, curling to the perfect angle that made her womb contract. “Tell me, darlin’.”

She was momentarily stunned by the abrupt shift in his demeanor. The laidback, country boy had taken a backseat to the dominating man before her. She had no idea what she was supposed to tell him. Her brain had gone offline, granting all of the decision making to her body, and her nerve endings were suddenly in charge.

“Do you want me to make you come?”

The way he spoke had more sparks exploding inside of her. This was what she needed. What she wanted more than anything. She didn’t want to make love. She wanted to get wild. Go crazy. She wanted her body to soar, and the way he continued to fuck her with his finger was doing wondrous things to her insides.

Cooper lifted the hem of her dress up until the cotton rested on her thighs, his tan hand between her thighs, her plain white panties pulled to the side as his finger moved in and out. Tessa couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight.

“Two fingers?” Cooper’s words came out as a question, but Tessa watched as he retreated before sliding two long, thick fingers inside of her, making her scream from the delicious ecstasy that tormented her.

“Harder,” she begged.

“Not yet. I want to watch you come just like this. You’re so fucking hot, Tessa. The way your pussy pulls at my fingers.”

Cooper’s thumb entered the mix, slowly flicking across her clit and Tessa threw her head back, holding on to his shoulders as her orgasm ripped through her. She had to clamp her teeth closed as a scream tore from her chest.

Long seconds later, her body relaxed. Thankfully Cooper was holding her once more because she would’ve easily slid right down to the floor, or worse, fallen off of the ledge she was perched on.

Not that she would’ve cared either way.