Boiling Point

by Watts, Mia

  “I’m here. You just can’t see me. You’re on the other side of the bed,” she told him.

  “I know where you are and last time I checked, two bodies fucking took up the same mattress space.”

  Fauna gasped. He’d have cringed at the harsh words under normal circumstances. Hell, under normal circumstances he wouldn’t have said them. He wanted this lady and he wanted her to feel the same way about him. Her “sex only” policy felt like personal rejection. He didn’t like it.

  Cooper fully intended to make her eat her words.

  With a small smile and a plan, Cooper threw back the comforter. She squawked, but he noticed that she remained invisible. Golden-orange, shimmering with red was an amazing look for her. Her body sizzled its heat, deepening its intensity when he straddled her to look at his prize.

  Fauna’s delicate bones highlighted yellow-white, her breasts lifted in golden swells with each breath, her tiny nipples brilliant red points at their tips. The delineation of her belly glowed a little less brightly, dipping invitingly to her magma stained pussy. Her inner thighs, her upper shoulders, neck, and cheeks flowered with color the longer he looked at her.

  “What are you waiting for?” she asked, nervously.

  “Just taking a moment to admire you,” he murmured without thinking.

  “That line might work if I didn’t already know I was invisible,” she returned.

  “I’m imagining. Can’t a guy imagine the spectacular woman he’s about to make love to?”

  “Have sex with,” she corrected.

  “You may be having sex, kitten, but I’m making love to every inch of you.”

  Cooper lowered himself to her, sinking his firmer body against her softer one. Her breasts pillowed his chest, the nipples making teasing points he couldn’t wait to explore. He gently pressed his knee between her thighs, parting them, until his cock nestled sweetly along the slit of her pussy.

  Cooper moaned appreciatively. “You’re already wet for me.”

  “Glad I could oblige.”

  “Listen, boss, if you want this to be sex without strings until we can explore something personal later, you gotta give me some room to appreciate you. Quit turning everything I say into a battle of wits. Let go enough to enjoy this. There’s no rule that says you can’t enjoy no-strings sex.”

  Her body relaxed beneath his. She widened her legs, lifting her knees to hug his hips and lock her ankles behind him. “No, there are definitely no rules about that.”

  Fauna wrapped her arms around his neck, loosely. “I want this to happen.”

  “Me too, sweetheart.”

  Her fingers sifted through his hair. “Kiss me?”

  He didn’t have to be asked twice. Cooper claimed her lips, devouring them with unrelenting curiosity, until Fauna gasped for breath. He trailed kisses across her cheek to the spot behind her ear that had caused her to moan the last time. She didn’t disappoint him and lifted her hips to grind her open pussy on his shaft.

  Her slick need and the tiny erect nub nudging the base of his cockhead made him want to howl his desire for her. Instead, his hands touched her everywhere but there. He stroked her sides, caressing the outer swells of her breasts, the sleek dip in her waist and the subsequent flare where her hips curved outward again. He tucked his hands under her sweetly rounded ass, kneading it as he lifted her hips tighter still on his cock.

  They both groaned.

  Cooper sank lower, nibbling his way to her breasts, cupping one and rubbing his cheek against the other as his whiskers tormented the berry red heat distending the tight bud. Then taking one between his lips to finally taste her sweet, hot flesh, he couldn’t help but agonize Fauna by rolling his thumb over her right nipple.

  He tested their resilience between his teeth and tongue, suckling it and releasing it. Fauna whimpered, clutched his head in her hands and arched her back to him. Her molten pussy trembled on his shaft and moisture slicked them both.

  He almost changed his mind about what would happen next. Almost.

  Suddenly, Cooper lifted himself up, flexing his hips hard against hers, then swatted her thigh playfully. “It’s two forty-five. Time for bed.”

  She stared at him blankly.

  He lightly swatted her thigh again. “C’mon, boss, gotta let me go. You said you wanted to go to bed by two forty-five.”

  She let him go. Cooper rolled to his back. “Night, boss.”

  “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

  “Just following orders.”

  “Cooper,” she snapped.

  “Yes, boss?”

  “We can go to bed later than two forty-five.”

  “Hey, if this is going to be a business sex thing, I don’t want to clock any overtime.”

  Fauna sat up. “So you’d rather leave the thing unfinished?” she asked incredulously.

  “Do you have a condom?” he asked.

  “No. You’re the guy. Don’t you have one?”

  “No.”

  “I bet you’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” she accused.

  “No, boss, can’t say I am.”

  “Are you teaching me a lesson? Is that what this is?”

  “Just waiting for you to say that we’re more than just fuck-buddies, boss.”

  Fauna flopped on her back. “This kind of thing never happens to Flora.”

  “You’re right, because I’d never fuck Flora. I have a driving desire to make you scream,” he told her.

  “Well, you’re succeeding,” she snapped.

  Cooper rolled on his side, his hand coasting over her body, touching her, cupping her breast. She turned her head to him, not otherwise moving.

  “I want you, Fauna. I even want the strings. If all I get of you is this, I’ll take it too, but you gotta give me a fighting chance.”

  “What kind of a chance?” she asked, her voice catching as he tweaked her nipple.

  “Don’t put time limits on our moments together, and for the love of God, quit trying to schedule sex. It completely kills the mood.”

  Cooper scooted to her side, letting her feel the thick ridge of his erection on her hip. “Open those fantastic legs, sweetheart. I may not have a condom, but that doesn’t mean I can’t make us both very, very happy.”

  “Cooper?” Fauna said, her voice barely above a whisper.

  “Mm?” Cooper leaned in, taking her lobe between his lips, and sliding his hand down to cup her pussy.

  “Don’t hurt me.”

  “I won’t. I’ll make it all feel good,” he promised.

  Chapter Four

  Cooper speared his fingers between her pussy lips, parting them even wider. Two fingers sank deep into her channel, then slicked back over her clitoris. Unerringly, he zeroed in on the perfect spot, as though he could feel where her body sang with heat the most. He focused on it, circled it, tapped the swollen flesh, moistened it with trips back to her weeping pussy, then with maddeningly increasing passes, her clit strained and shivered at each contact.

  Already her body clasped emptily and her hips lifted of their own accord. He moved to her nipple, taking it hard in his mouth and just as the moment of orgasmic explosion crackled around the edges of her consciousness, Cooper switched tactics, slamming his fingers hard inside her body, knuckling the bundle of nerves with perfect precision.

  Wave after wave of climax crashed over her. Just as she thought one would ebb, Cooper pushed into her g-spot, with firm twisting motions that sent her spiraling out of control yet again.

  She cried out, riding each of them with bucking hips and gasping breaths.

  “Oh, my God,” she exclaimed finally. “I had no idea.”

  “About what, honey?”

  “That the g-spot actually existed. I’ve never climaxed internally before. I thought I was just one of those women who couldn’t.”

  “There’s a lot I want to do with you.”

  “I want more of that last one.”

  Cooper laughed. “There will definitely be m
ore of that. The look on your face is indescribably sexy.”

  Rolling on top of her, Cooper hooked her legs, encouraging her to wrap them around him again. She did it eagerly.

  “What happens now?” she asked.

  “This,” he told her.

  Cooper rocked against her spread pussy, her exposed clitoris. Fauna made a soft sound as hot pleasure streaked through her. She definitely wanted this. The direct contact both felt sharply too strong and decidedly not strong enough, but it wasn’t long before his every move was all she could think about.

  Cooper kissed her lips as he moved. Fauna looked into his handsome face, half hidden by shadow. His unusual eyes seemed to glow, though she dismissed it as a play of the light. He cupped her face holding it as he showered her face and lips with kisses. He took her mouth, teasing the seam with the tip of his tongue.

  Fauna parted them, tasted him. He tasted slightly smoky. It reminded her of campfires in cold air and roasting things over an open flame, of pine, and mint, and things that made her feel safe and protected.

  Cooper increased his pace. He rocked especially hard, and Fauna’s clitoris sent every nerve ending into explosive pleasure. Crying out, Cooper captured the sounds in his mouth, speeding to his own release until it jetted hot and wet between them.

  She felt the flexing of his cock and the residual thrusts signaling his completion.

  The beauty and simplicity in making love to Cooper without the usual penetration, captured her emotions, tore at the wall she’d tried to build up. Moisture seeped from the corners of her eyes as he continued to bless her with tender kisses.

  Fauna couldn’t help the snuffle.

  Cooper pulled back slightly. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” he asked, concern tightening the corners of his eyes.

  Fauna shook her head.

  “Tell me.”

  She shook her head again. How did she begin to explain that by simply being himself, he was threatening every womanly instinct in her that told her he could be the one to hurt her, if she let him? But the trick of it was, she wasn’t even sure she had to let him, which made him that much more a threat.

  Was there a threat? Looking up into his concerned face, she couldn’t imagine him hurting her. Of course, she’d never imagined her other relationships hurting her either. In the end, the others had hurt her though. They’d lied to her, or kept things from her, or freaked out when she disappeared into thin air.

  She smiled, finding some relief. “It’s nothing,” she assured him. After all, Cooper already knew she was part faery and he’d never blinked an eye.

  Quit borrowing trouble, Fauna. That’s what her dad would tell her. At some point she had to quit assuming every man she came across would disappoint her. Case in point, there was Cooper, who was pretty damn near perfect.

  Fauna lifted her head to kiss him. Cooper rolled to his side, taking her with him and tucking her close to his chest in his arms.

  “I could get used to this,” he murmured in her hair.

  “Me too.”

  * * * *

  “How’s that?” Fauna asked, after ceremoniously poking enter on her keyboard.

  Cooper checked the security cameras. “The angles are good. Try the infrared screening.”

  “I didn’t load that software read.”

  After three days of hard work and lots of steamy sheet twisting, he still couldn’t believe her stubborn streak. Cooper ran a hand through his hair. His friends would say he’d been pussy-whipped. He’d been trying to talk Fauna into using infrared, and thought he’d succeeded during foreplay last night, clearly he’d been mistaken.

  “I thought we agreed that it would help us see what normal view can’t,” he said, exasperated.

  “That’s why I loaded night vision,” she answered proudly. “Remind me to tell Sage that I love these new cameras. I can load just about any reading software and one system does it all. God, I love technology.”

  The other thing he thought he’d convinced her to do last night—aside from some pretty spectacular positions—was the Plexiglas enclosed lab vault. He almost hated to ask her what the status was on that requisition order.

  Cooper crunched his eyes closed, preparing for the worst. “Did you order the Plexiglas?”

  “No,” she scoffed. “That’s an unnecessary charge. These cameras and the security ID badge system should take care of the break in problems. We’ve already updated all their exterior windows, blocked open access to the subterranean tunnels with secured entry panels, and put in a series of high-tech password encryption codes. We don’t need archaic vaults.”

  “Yes, we do,” he snapped. “Sorry, that came out sharper than I intended.”

  Fauna got off her stool and walked over to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and rose up on her toes to kiss him. He loved her soft, full lips. Raised to his, her almost-closed eyes made him think of those moments of surrender just before she came.

  Cooper bent to take her kiss. She caught his bottom lip with her teeth and tugged playfully. Cooper reached up and undid her tightly twisted hair, letting the ebony curls spill across her shoulders, then sank his hand into the strands to hold her head still as he delved inside her splendid mouth.

  He could forget just about anything when they were together. Maybe he was pussy-whipped, but God, what a pussy.

  “You aren’t changing the subject,” he warned gently when he finally broke away.

  “There’s a supply closet we could go check out. Maybe it needs a camera in there.” She rocked her hips against his, smiling when her sweet pressure nudged his hardened cock.

  “Minx,” he murmured, stealing another kiss from her swollen lips.

  She smiled warmly. “I think you need an addiction warning label.”

  “I think you’d better stop teasing me before I haul you onto the desk and have my way with you.”

  “I really like that idea,” she confessed.

  Footsteps clacked along the hallway. Cooper reluctantly stepped back from her, wishing he had a moment to taste her pretty pout one more time before someone saw them together. A lab tech walked in, moving over to the file drawers and one of the computer consoles, completely ignoring the two of them.

  “We need the infrared and the Plexiglas.”

  “You say that, but you won’t be more specific,” she reasoned.

  “I know. You wouldn’t like it.”

  “Why do I get the feeling that you’d have no trouble talking to Sage or Dill about why you want those things installed?”

  “Because I wouldn’t. Which sounds bad, but saves you grief.”

  Fauna sighed. “Don’t make this personal, Cooper. If we weren’t—” She glanced sharply over her shoulder, then leaned in to whisper. “If we weren’t sleeping together, you’d tell me because then I’d just be your boss. This is what I was afraid of.”

  He had to admit, she was right. However, even before they’d slept together, he’d been intimately interested in her and he’d still have had a hard time telling her about elementals, because of her vocal dislike for the faery realm. Sex definitely complicated it, because now he knew what it was like to have her, and he had no intention of letting her go.

  “You’re right, but you still won’t like it. Can we go with it for the moment until,” he nodded toward the tech, “we’re alone and I can explain?”

  “I’ll upload the infrared software, but I’m not ordering Plexiglas until I know what this is about,” she said after a minute. “It’ll take the rest of the day to load and calibrate. Only one view can be live at a time. So while you’re considering the mysteries of infrared, would you care to tell me what sequencing you want?”

  “Can we cycle through regular video, night vision, and infrared on each camera?” he asked.

  “We’ll have to set up more monitors to read the data and writing the program for that kind of a cycle will take me some time.”

  “I can help.”

  Fauna reclaimed her stool.

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sp; Cooper dragged one over to sit with her. “Say two seconds per exposure.”

  Fauna grunted. “Oh, is that all? Do you realize what kind of programming is involved for that? One camera running through all those cycles and views is gonna be hell.”

  “If anyone can do it, sweetheart, you can.” He kissed her cheek.

  Fauna tensed and widened her eyes with a nod to the tech.

  “Forgot.”

  “Don’t,” she warned.

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  “Bite me.”

  Cooper gasped dramatically. “Here? Now? I thought we were being careful.”

  Fauna held back a laugh, refusing to tear her gaze from the computer monitor. Too bad, because he was ready with the wiggling eyebrows. He’d love to see her bust out a laugh, watch her eyes dance with humor. She was a knockout to begin with, but when Fauna smiled, Lord have mercy, his brain headed straight to his cock.

  Chapter Five

  Fauna rubbed her eyes. The final lab tech had left the building, and Cooper was making sure the doors to the central secured areas were working properly. They’d done that every night to make sure there were no fluctuations in their programming, and that they had confirmed consistent performance.

  Whatever Cooper’s hang up was about the infrared camera setup, she’d done it. It had seemed really important to him. He knew the expense and the time consumption of installing and working through the programming glitches. She didn’t think he was wrong, just that it seemed like overkill.

  She supposed she could have loaded infrared instead of night vision, but she’d spent the previous day working on that and it was already in the system. She just hoped it didn’t jam the hard drives and compromise another security portal until they could reroute everything to the onsite mainframe.

  On the other hand, she also didn’t think of Cooper as frivolous. Everything he did was measured and careful. He moved economically, he worked economically, he made love economically, doing all the right things to get the job done. Her belly warmed at the last thought.

  Exactly the right things, in all the right places, with perfect technique, never detracting from the moment with distracting touches or kisses, but intensely focused on her maximum pleasure. God, she could really use some more of that right now.