“Climb,” he commanded, and reached into his saddlebag to grab something.

She started up, and he stayed close behind. Hyperaware her backside was inches from his face, she hurried up. She reached the top, and Coop gave her an easy shove until she was sprawled out on a pile of hay. Coop stood over her, his gaze leisurely trailing over her body as though he was savoring the sight of her—savoring this moment. She rolled her tongue around a suddenly dry mouth.

“Now this is where I want you,” he murmured, the fire in his eyes licking at her flesh.

The dark intensity in his gaze did the strangest things to her body. Julia gulped air and moistened her lips the best she could as goose bumps broke out on her flesh.

“You shouldn’t do that.” Coop dropped to his knees, widened her thighs, and positioned himself there.

“What?”

God, she couldn’t believe how rugged and sexy he looked as he slid himself between her legs. A warm breeze blew through the loft, and she caught a hint of Coop’s rich scent stirring in the air. As it stimulated her senses, she ached for him in a way she’d never ached for a man before.

“Your lips,” he murmured, his lusty gaze zeroing in on her mouth. “You shouldn’t lick them like that.”

Rational thought fled when Coop dragged his hands over her thighs, his sexy gaze roaming over her face. With her body taking over where her brain had left off, her throat tightened and her flesh heated with unbridled want.

Breathing was difficult. “Why…why not?”

“Because it makes me crazy, that’s why.”

“And?” She licked her lips again, wanting to make him as wild as he was making her.

He groaned, crawled up her body, and then tangled his fingers through her hair before pushing it off her face.

“Cut it out or I’ll lose it,” he growled into her ear. “And I’m not ready to. Not yet. Not with you.”

When she heard the need—the urgency—in his voice, her heart began racing. She loved that she had this effect on him. “Why not?”

A muscle in his jaw twitched. “Because now that I’ve got you where I want you, I’m not in a hurry to go anywhere. I plan to take my sweet time with you, Julia. I plan to make you scream for me.”

“Coop.” Anticipation quaked through her.

His mouth curved as he traced her lips with his index finger. With a bemused expression on his handsome face, he lowered his voice and in a sexy drawl said, “I take it you like that idea.”

“Yeah. I…I like it a lot.” She was surprised she could even find her voice as his mouth came closer and closer to hers.

The second his lips closed over hers, her body sizzled, and she was certain she’d died and gone to heaven. Or maybe it was hell. Either way, she didn’t care. His kisses told her the journey was going to be worth it.

His hands trailed over her curves, his rough calluses scraping along her skin and leaving a quiver in their wake. He gripped the hem of her T-shirt and tugged it up and over her head. His thumbs went to her wet bra, and a tortured look came over his face.

He stroked her nipples through the white lace, and his touch sent shock waves rocketing through her.

“Last night,” he murmured in the hollow of her throat, his scalding lips firing her blood, “when I came to your room. It was all I could do not to drag you to this loft and take you.”

“I…me…”

He lifted his head. “What? Were you thinking the same?” He briefly shut his eyes. “If you tell me you were thinking the same I could very well lose it.”

“I was,” she said.

“Christ.” He wet his lips, pulled the cups from her breasts, and drew her hard bud into his mouth. He groaned, swiping his hot tongue over her achy nipples. “So sweet, so fucking sweet.”

Julia ran her hands though his hair, holding him to her. His touch burned right to her core, and she could feel small quakes pulling at her. Jesus, no man had ever made her come simply from kissing her breasts before. Then again, none of those men were Chase Cooper.

As his breath scorched her, she writhed beneath him, aching for his touch. He paid homage to her other breast, and when he bit down, air ripped from her lungs.

He lifted his head, a sheepish look on his face. “Sorry…I just…” He exhaled, his warm breath fell over her. “Well, I did warn you.”

A thrill raced through her, and she slid her hands around his head to guide him back. A chuckle sounded in his throat, and with the soft blade of his tongue, he soothed the sting. The combination of pain and pleasure was almost more than she could bear.

Once he had his fill of her breasts, he trailed his tongue down her body until he reached the button on her shorts. Making quick work of that barrier, he pulled down her zipper and dragged her shorts and panties to her ankles.

After she kicked them off, he settled back on his knees and sat there, taking his sweet time to stare at her nakedness. She reached for him, her body achy, needy, but when she caught the raw ache of lust in his eyes, she trembled from head to toe.

“Coop,” she choked out.

He gripped her legs, spread them wide, and then leaned into her, his breath scorching her flesh. His burning mouth pressed hungrily to her heat while he brushed the soft pad of his thumb over her inflamed clit.

He moaned in pure bliss, and the warmth of his mouth as he feasted on her just about pushed her over the precipice. God, she’d never been so responsive before, but everything in the way this man touched her turned her on. Never had she felt so wild, so sexy…so wanted.

As his tongue seared her, her muscles clenched. She could feel need building, coming to a peak. When a tremor raced through her, he pressed deeper, his mouth taking full possession of her sex. He licked, sucked, nibbled, and stroked, the rough velvet of his tongue making her delirious. Past the point of no return, she cried out his name, just as he had said she would.

“Yes,” she screamed, giving no regard to anyone or anything but this moment and this man. A horse may have whinnied, but she couldn’t be certain.

“You taste so fucking good,” he murmured. When he urged her thighs wider apart, granting himself deeper access, a whimper escaped her lips.

He applied more pressure to her aching nub, and she began moving, pressing against his mouth, her body seeking what it needed. Coop inserted a finger, and then slowly drew it out, only to push it back in again. She grew slicker and slicker with each thrust. In no time at all, her body pulsed and throbbed with the hot flow of release. Heat swept through her, her climax so damn intense she had to grip his shoulders to hang on.

“That’s so good.”

Every muscle in her body tightened in euphoria, and pure ecstasy reverberated through her blood. He brushed his tongue over her clit in low, lazy strokes that drew out her orgasm until her very last spasm.

She tried to pull him to her, but he wasn’t done with her. Instead of crawling up her body or urging her to tend to his physical needs like every other man she’d been with, he stayed deep between her legs.

God, she’d never had a man give without taking before. He pushed another finger deep inside her for a deliciously snug fit.

A second orgasm hit fast and furious, and when her walls closed around him, his head came up and he growled out loud. As she watched him take such joy in pleasuring her, her entire body trembled from want, from so many years of longing for this man. She exhaled a shallow breath and grabbed his shoulders tighter, desperate to feel him inside her.

“Please…”

“Please what?”

She exhaled a shaky breath, impatience thrumming through her. “I want you. Inside me.”

“Soon,” he murmured, but she knew by his voice and the tension in his body that he was every bit as crazed as she was.

“No. I’ve waited too long for this, wanted you for too long. I need you inside me. Now.” She was so delirious with want she had no idea what she was saying, but Coop must have understood, because something warm and possessive passed over his eyes. Hot lust shimmered in the depth of his baby blues as he crawled up her body, the glorious weight of his hard torso pressing down on hers.