He eased out of her and rose to his knees, hands planted at her sides, lips kissing her everywhere.
She giggled as he tortured her with kisses.
Finally, he met her gaze again, beaming. “Is it too soon to say I hope another man never has the chance to find out if you can orgasm while having sex with him?”
She grabbed his face. “No. It’s not too soon.”
“I need to go remove this condom.”
“’Kay.” She watched as he climbed off the bed and headed for the bathroom. He returned a few minutes later, his cock still semi-hard. He even boldly stroked it. “You have a wicked effect on me.”
“Warned you.”
“When will you let me do that again?” he asked as he climbed back up next to her.
She rolled her eyes. “Oh Lord. A monster I tell you. An insatiable monster.”
He landed on his side, stroking her belly. “Did you say you had an online date lined up for tomorrow night?”
“Yeah.”
“I think you should text that poor guy and tell him it’s off.”
“Obviously. I think it can wait until morning.”
He shook his head, shoved off the bed, and left the room. Moments later, he returned. He had his own phone in one hand and her purse in the other. He set his cell on the nightstand and handed her the purse. “Text him. I’ll sleep better.”
“Okay. Seems like a rude hour, but if it makes you feel better.”
“It does.”
She thought he was overreacting a bit, but she pulled out her phone, scrolled to the number, and sent a text.
Cooper had resumed his propped position at her side, staring down at her, his hand on her breast.
Two seconds after she tucked her phone back in her purse, his phone pinged behind him.
She frowned.
He grinned.
“What the hell?”
“I was your match for tomorrow.”
She gasped. “Are you serious?”
“Yep.”
“How long have you known this?”
“Since you told me your name.”
“But your name isn’t Benjamin.”
“Sure it is. Benjamin Cooper Pierson.” His smile broadened.
She shoved at him playfully. “You dog.”
“Yeah. It was kind of fun, though.”
“I knew it was a risk trying out that new online site without pictures,” she joked.
He cupped her breast, leaning in closer, his eyes dancing. “You saying you wouldn’t have gone out with me if you’d seen my picture?”
She giggled. She’d never been this relaxed with a man. “Would you have gone out with me?”
“In a heartbeat, gorgeous.” He kissed her gently. “When you told me your name, I nearly swallowed my tongue. Imagine the chances. Seemed like fate.”
Chapter 9
Hours later, wrapped in one of Cooper’s button-down shirts, Ivy stood in his art room, smiling at the picture he’d sketched. She’d been standing there a while when he padded into the room and wrapped his arms around her from behind. He kissed her neck. “Surprised?”
“Shocked. How did you do that?” He had sketched her completely nude even though he had never once seen her nude while he was actually working. The second she’d lost the dress, he’d dropped the pencil.
His talent was amazing, but that’s not what really had her attention right now. She was hot. Like, smoking. The Ivy that had lived in her mind for almost half her life looked nothing like this sketch. The woman Cooper captured had fantastic tits, a narrow waist, perfect hips, and legs that went on forever. She was not fat. She was sexy.
I am creative. I am strong. I am energetic. I am whole. I am perfectly me.
Even though Ivy had battled and won the fight against her eating disorder, negative thoughts frequently lingered in the back of her mind. She had to remind herself every day of her worth and appeal. She had far more self-confidence and moxie than she’d had in her early teens, but this… If she woke up every morning and looked at this, she would be able to bolt out of bed thinking she was the sexiest creature on earth.
He rocked her back and forth, holding her tightly. “I have a good imagination.”
“It’s incredible. Like, you can’t even show this to anyone. They would recognize me. You even got by boobs pretty accurate.” She swallowed back emotion.
He kissed her neck again. “We can keep it just between us.”
“What about the rest of your work? Have other people seen it? Has your dad ever seen it?”
“Mmm. Not many people have. I’ve kept most of it to myself. I haven’t shown my dad in years. I rarely talk about my art when I’m with him.”
“Why?” She twisted her neck to see his face. “Are you afraid he won’t approve?”
“Nah. It’s not that really. He’s wouldn’t judge me or anything. Hell, I dated a man for two years and he never flinched. If he disapproved, he never said a word. But my art…it’s personal. As long as no one judges it, I can pretend it’s all wonderful.”
“It is wonderful, Cooper. And you really have to quit your stupid day job and find a dealer to take your stuff. It’s piling up.”
“Mmm.” More nibbling on her neck. “You going to pay my bills while I play starving artist?”
She twisted in his arms until they were facing. “Maybe. Let’s see how the second date goes before I decide.”
“When do we technically call the first date over and the second date beginning if I never actually let you leave my apartment?”
She smiled and lifted onto her tiptoes to kiss his lips. “Good point.” Her heart was pounding. For the first time in her life she wanted a man enough to have hope it would work out.
She could even picture this hypothetical future where she continued to work at Jacoby and he quit to pursue his dream. It could work. It wasn’t a decision either of them could make this soon, of course. But it could work.
Life was funny like that. Sometimes it all fell into place when least expected. Apparently, Cooper wasn’t just the man Maddie had matched her up with for the company party. He’d also been her next date. Fate?
God, she hoped so.
Enjoy the following excerpt from Maddie, the next book in the Corked and Tapped series.
“You say you’re in charge of this company party of yours?” he asked.
“Yes. I’m the event planner. I organized the entire thing.”
He nodded. “How late does it go?”
She tried not to pump a fist at that question, hoping he might invite her to join him in this main bar when her responsibilities were over. She could at least do that. No harm in having a drink with him. Getting to know him better. “I only paid for the open bar until eleven. After that, everyone is on their own.”
He ran a finger around the rim of his glass. “Do you have to clean up or anything?”
She shook her head. “Nope. Corked and Tapped is covering that part.” Yeah, he was definitely hitting on her. It gave her the courage to show her cards. “Will you still be here? I could join you?” She glanced at her watch. “I need about fifteen more minutes.”
His smile grew. He also set his hand on her hip, slid it around to her lower back, and leaned in to set his lips on her ear. “I’d like that.”
She shivered. Holy shit. He set her on fire. The dress she was wearing was incredibly low-cut. The bodice was actually a corset, and her breasts suddenly seemed two sizes too big. She hoped they didn’t pop out and embarrass her.
As he leaned back, she held her breath. He met her gaze, set a finger on her cheek, and trailed it down to her neck. “What are the chances I would show up here tonight dressed as the Phantom only to find a woman in a Christine costume? You kind of have to join me for at least one drink. It’s fated.”
What were the chances, indeed? She assumed this was not a coincidence. And that fact was the main reason she was going to let herself give him a chance.
Author’s Note
Corked and Tapped:
Aria
Grace
Brooklyn
Jade
Clara
Rose
Ivy
Maddie
Blaire
Devin
Paris
Andrea
Also by Becca Jameson
Corked and Tapped:
Aria
Grace
Brooklyn
Jade
Clara
Rose
Ivy
Maddie
Blaire
Devin
Paris
Andrea
Project DEEP:
Reviving Emily
Reviving Trish
Reviving Dade
Reviving Zeke
Reviving Graham
Reviving Bianca
Reviving Olivia
Project DEEP Box Set One
Project DEEP Box Set Two
SEALs in Paradise:
Hot SEAL, Red Wine
Hot SEAL, Australian Nights
Dark Falls:
Dark Nightmares
Club Zodiac:
Training Sasha
Obeying Rowen
Collaring Brooke
Mastering Rayne
Trusting Aaron
Claiming London
The Art of Kink:
Pose
Paint
Sculpt
Arcadian Bears:
Grizzly Mountain
Grizzly Beginning
Grizzly Secret
Grizzly Promise
Grizzly Survival
Grizzly Perfection
Arcadian Bears Box Set
Sleeper SEALs:
Saving Zola
Spring Training:
Catching Zia
Catching Lily
Catching Ava
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Force
Clinch
Guard
Submit
Thrust
Torque
The Underground Box Set
Saving Sofia (Kindle World)
Wolf Masters series:
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Lindsey’s Wolves
Jessica’s Wolves
Alyssa’s Wolves
Tessa’s Wolf
Rebecca’s Wolves
Melinda’s Wolves
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Sharon’s Wolves
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The Prize
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Bound to be Taken
Bound to be Tamed
Bound to be Tested
Bound to be Tempted
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Come
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Need
Hers
Want
Lust
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Tarnished
Dominated
Completed
Redeemed
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Betrayed
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Rescue in the Smokies
Fire in the Smokies
Freedom in the Smokies
Stand Alone Books:
Blind with Love
Guarding the Truth
Out of the Smoke
Abducting His Mate
Three’s a Cruise
Wolf Trinity
Frostbitten
A Princess for Cale/A Princess for Cain
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Becca Jameson is a USA Today best-selling author of over 90 books. She is most well-known for her Wolf Masters series and her Fight Club series. She currently lives in Houston, Texas, with her husband and her Goldendoodle. Two grown kids pop in every once in a while too! She is loving this journey and has dabbled in a variety of genres, including paranormal, sports romance, military, and BDSM.
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