Intercepting Love (Second Chances #5)(48)

In reply, she sucked harder and I almost lost it. “I’m going to come if you don’t stop, love.” Putting her hands on my thighs, she pushed me back until I landed on the built in seat in her shower. I used to think showers with a place to sit were useless … but not anymore.

Watching her swollen lips glide up and down my cock was such a f*cking turn on. Picking up her pace, her head bobbed up and down and I couldn’t help but wrap my fingers gently in her hair to feel her move. I wanted to come like that, with her mouth on my dick, but it wasn’t the way I needed for it to happen.

“Stop, love,” I groaned. “I need you to stop.”

With a smile on her face, she slowly got back up to her feet, her breasts right in my line of sight. “You sure do know what you’re doing, don’t you?” I scolded halfheartedly.

Turning off the water, I grabbed a set of towels that were draped on the rack and dried her off quickly. Once we were semi dry, I carried her to the bed and spread her wide. Her lips, her nipples, and her clit were so swollen that I knew it had to be the same agony I felt within my own body. That feeling before orgasm when everything heightens was the strongest yet euphoric feeling anyone could ever imagine.

Gently, I laid on top of her and pushed inside slowly, feeling her tremble underneath me. I continued with that slow pace, at least until I could feel her tightening around me. As soon as I felt that, I pushed in deeper and a little harder; that was all it took to drive her over the edge. Holding on tight, I thrust as deep as I could go and released inside of her at the same time she screamed my name from her lips.

“I love you, Kate,” I murmured across her lips.

Breathless and with a tear streaming down her cheek, she gazed up at me with her gentle, gray eyes. “I love you, too, Cooper. Thank you for helping me realize it was possible again.”

“I think I need to thank you for the same thing.”

Because without her I would be in the same place I’d been for the past year, and that place was nowhere special.





Ring … ring … ring.

Groaning, I turned over in bed and looked at my alarm clock. Surely it wasn’t time to get up, was it?

2:23 a.m.

Nope, it definitely wasn’t. Who the hell would be calling at two in the morning? Reaching for my phone, I had to blink a few times to get the blurriness away before I could read the screen … it was Lara.

“Lara,” I answered curiously, “what are you doing calling me at this time? You know I don’t stay up late like you do.”

“Yes, I know, and for the first time in forever I actually went to bed as soon as I got home from the restaurant. Hey, listen, someone’s prowling around your house. I came down to the kitchen to get some water and I noticed someone snooping around your front door. Do you want me to call the police?”

Shooting up out of bed, I grabbed a pair of shorts out of my dresser and quickly slipped them on. “What? You have to be kidding me? What do they look like? Is there a car out there or anything?”

“What’s wrong?” Cooper asked, running a hand through his hair.

“Someone’s outside,” I hissed low. “I’m getting my gun.”

“No, there’s no car … oh wait, there is one parked out by the Stewart’s driveway,” Lara informed me. “I’ve never seen them drive that kind of car before. It’s blue and it looks kind of like a Toyota Camry or something. I can’t tell from this far away. I’m going out there.”

“No, you’re not, Lara. If you go outside so help me God I’m going to kick your ass. Don’t be stupid,” I warned.

Rushing to my safe, I entered in the combination and pulled out my .50 S&W and a clip of bullets. Cooper jumped out of bed and threw on his clothes before quickly coming to my side.

“Kate, let me have the gun,” he said, prying my fingers away from it. When I narrowed my gaze at him, he held up his hands and sighed. “I don’t doubt your shooting skills, love, but I’m pretty sure I have more experience. Now let me have the clip.”

Huffing, I handed it to him. “I know how to use a gun, Cooper. My dad taught me how to when I was a little girl and I go to the shooting range with him at least once every few months.”

“Kate, what are you going to do?” Lara asked.

“I don’t know, but when I hang up, call the police and get them out here.”

“Okay, just be careful.”

As soon as the call was over, I turned my phone on vibrate and put it in my back pocket. Cooper and I slowly walked down the stairs as quietly as we could, but he went straight to the front door and I went to the very front bedroom so I could look out the window.

Before I could look out, Lara called again.

“They’re running to the car, Kate. We need to get the license plate number. I’m going out there.”

“Dammit,” I hissed, running out of the bedroom.

Cooper must’ve seen the person running off because he unbolted the door and took off outside with me following, but I stopped once I noticed something strange out of the corner of my eye. Before I could figure out what had happened, Lara bolted out into the street and ran with Cooper down the road.

From where I stood, I could already see that they weren’t close to catching the person because it wasn’t long before I heard a set of screeching tires and watched as a set of tail lights disappeared down the street. Slowly, I walked around Cooper’s car, and that was when I noticed what was wrong. His tires had been slashed, and in the front one there was a knife protruding out of it. The closer I got to that knife, the sicker I felt because it just so happened that I recognized it. Oh no, please don’t let it be his, I screamed in my mind. Bending low, it didn’t take long to see the set of initials that were engraved on the hilt. I knew they were there because I was the one who had it engraved for his birthday … it was Luke’s.