Intercepting Love (Second Chances #5)(42)
“How … long … will this last?” he muttered, his teeth chattering as he spoke.
“It all depends. The symptoms can last from five to ten days.”
Groaning, he sat up in bed and put his head in his hands. “Fuck! How am I going to do this? I didn’t realize it was going to be this hard.”
Last night, I wanted to tell him how difficult it was going to be, but I didn’t want to discourage him. He had been so hell bent on stopping that I had no choice but to support him. Taking Cooper’s hands, I pulled them away from his face and kissed his lips. “I have faith in you, Cooper Davis. You’re the NFL’s star quarterback, and not to mention, you’re one hell of a star in bed. There’s nothing you can’t do, and nothing you can’t overcome. This is your chance to prove everyone wrong … like your parents. Show them that nothing can bring you down and that you will succeed.”
Squeezing my hands, he glanced up at me with his crystal blue gaze. “You believe in me that much?”
I nodded. “And I always will. Right now, you need to get ready for practice. I’ll be there every step of the way.”
“What if I can’t do this, Kate? I feel like complete and utter shit, and all I want to do right now is hit something. I feel angry, agitated. My teeth hurt from gritting them so hard and my heart is pounding so fast it feels like it’s going to explode.” He closed his eyes and hung his head. “What if I do something to hurt you? There’s so many things going through my mind right now, and none of it’s good.”
“Like what kinds of things?” I asked nervously. “The only way you’re going to hurt me is if you do something to hurt yourself.”
“It’s nothing like that, Kate.”
“Then what is it? You know you can tell me.”
Aggression and agitation were two of the main side effects to withdrawals, and I could see it in the tenseness in his body that his concerns were not of hurting himself … but actually hurting me.
Slowly, Cooper lifted his head, his eyes feral and possessive as he trailed them down my body. I swallowed hard and licked my lips, my heart thundering in my chest. “Are you sure you want to know?” he growled, pushing me back onto the bed.
When I nodded, he spread my legs with his knees and pushed his hard cock against me. Looking down at my breasts, he bit his lip and squeezed my breast hard, making my nipple pucker. “Seeing you in my shirt and in my bed makes me so f*cking horny I can’t stand it. I know you’re mine, but all I want to do is f*ck you so hard that you won’t want to think about another man. I want to see my marks on that perfect skin of yours, I want to flip you around and grab a handful of your hair while I f*ck you from behind.”
Groaning, he sat up on his knees and angrily fisted his hands in his hair. When he looked down at me his eyes were wild, feral. “You see, Kate. I feel the angst inside of me and all I can focus on is f*cking you senseless. I don’t want to hurt you, but the longer you’re here the more I want you. Maybe it’s best that you leave.”
I wasn’t afraid of Cooper, but there was one thing I knew for certain … he wouldn’t hurt me. The stuff going through his head would subside, and in a man with his sexual nature I knew it would only intensify once he got off the pills. Pain pills were known to subdue the libido, and now that it was out of his system it would no longer be a hindrance. It wasn’t a hindrance before; except now it was a whole new ball game.
I would do anything to help him, and if it meant letting him have his way with me then I’d let him. “I’m not leaving you, Cooper. If you want me, then take me. There’s one thing about me that you may not know … I don’t break easily. Do what you have to do to get your mind off of everything. If that means you have to have sex with me ten times a day then so be it.”
For once, a smile spread across his face, but it didn’t last long. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”
Now it was my turn to push him down on the bed. I lifted the shirt off my body and tossed it onto the floor, along with my underwear. The tip of his cock protruded out of his boxers, so I grabbed him firmly with my hand and flicked my tongue across it.
“Does this answer your question?”
Fisting his hands in my hair, he held on tight as I sucked him hard, moving my mouth up and down the length of his cock. A little rough sex wouldn’t hurt, and if I was truly honest with myself I was actually kind of looking forward to it.
Five Days Later
The past few days went by in a blur. It was almost as if Cooper’s mind was in another world, struggling to come back. I didn’t know what I was bargaining for when I agreed to this, but it was all worth it to see the smile on his face when he slipped out of bed this morning. My Cooper was back, and it was over.
“Love, you awake up there?” Cooper yelled from downstairs. “Breakfast is almost ready.”
While he’d slept during the past couple of days, I’d snuck off to my house to grab some clean clothes and document everything that happened in my notebook. From the way he woke up this morning all happy and relaxed, I started to believe that he did let his mind retreat to another place. During practice, everyone thought he was sick. They’d kept their distance, and even threatened to kick his ass if he didn’t go home and get rest. I didn’t dare tell anyone what was going on, not even my brother or Joel.