Cooper sank back onto the bed with a long, quiet sigh as Sarah's fingers wandered up and around him. She was a magician with her hands, no two ways about that. Just the right grip there, and just the right slow stroke there ... he folded his own hands behind his head and relaxed, surrendering to her ministrations.<br/><br/>"Mmhmm," he smiled. "That's ni ..."<br/><br/>The rest of the word fell apart in his throat, dashed to pieces by a hard gasp that ran it down when Sarah's tongue met his head. Cooper's stomach tensed and he curled up in a tight crunch, thighs flexing hard as his heels dug into the floor. He propped himself up on his elbows again, unabashedly watching her work her magic.<br/><br/>"Ohmigod, Sarah ... you're so ... " Words failed. Teeth clamped down on his bottom lip, fingers dug furrows into the sheets, and he gazed rapt into her eyes.