They were really getting to know each other now, Coop realized. He had felt that tiny softening of Sarah’s posture that let him know she was letting him take the lead now, and it pleased him. He smiled, just a tiny bit, and kissed his way across her from one breast to the other. Lips closed on the nipple his thumb had been rolling while his fingers replaced his tongue on the other.<br/><br/>If felt like he could have stayed there for hours, his mouth paying homage to Sarah’s breasts all day and night and all the next day, but there was so much else he wanted to do. At last Cooper sat back a little and peeled his shirt off, flinging it to who knew what far corner of the room. He locked eyes with Sarah and twined his arms around her to pull her close, crushing her delicious softness against his hard, flat chest and stomach.<br/><br/>“Now,” he whispered. “You just let me slide, but you stay put.” He gave her bottom the slightest nudge with his fingers, then began to wiggle and shimmy his way down, slipping off the seat and threading his way between her thighs.