Over the next few months, Coop and I learned a lot about each other. We spent all of our time together, except when one of us was sleeping. We always spent it at my place or on the mainland, though. I didn't want to upset him, so I never asked about his house or why we never spent time there.
The sexual tension between us became as thick as a brick wall. Until about two nights previous, I always felt the need to stop us before it got too intimate. Coop would always pull me into a hug, take slow deep breaths in sync with mine for a minute, then whisper, “I know... it was becoming intense. All better, My Sweet?”
I think my change came when I had the dream of Edward the night before last, as last night it was Coop that said we needed to slow down instead of me, yet I only felt like crying out for him to make love to me.
My dream the night before last... it really opened my eyes. Edward had caught me with a chuckle as I ran to him in the meadow, falling backward into the flowers as he held me protectively.
As his chuckle died down, though, he whispered into my hair, “You're still fighting it, Love. Explain it to me, please. Why won't you let yourself go and make love to him? It's been months since the two of you opened up to each other.”
Tears filled my eyes; I shook my head furiously as I tried to calm my suddenly upset stomach.
Edward cooed to me while rubbing gentle circles on my stomach, helping me to calm. Once I could speak, I whispered hoarsely, “Because if I do, I'm afraid I won't see you in my dreams anymore. That was supposed to be yours, Edward. You and I were the ones that were supposed to be making love. It was the one thing I could give you, other than my love. I'm scared that if I give him that last bit of myself, you'll be gone.”
He brushed the stray tears from my eyes, then said, “Oh, Bella. Don't you see? You've called my name on dozens of occasions when I'm right beside you on the beach. You've felt the tingle of my presence, even though I wasn't physically there. I've been with you through every erotic kiss that you've shared with Coop, as well as every playful moment between the two of you. Do you think I would miss the moment that the two of you finally make love? Though I wish I could be there physically with the two of you, making love to you along with him, I will be right beside you in spirit, Isabella. Please, never think that I would leave you.”
I thought for several moments, then looked up hesitantly into his golden eyes. “So, I'll be able to... sense you? Our connection?”
He smiled widely with a nod, whispering against my lips, “I wouldn't miss it for anything, Love. I promise you will still see me in your dreams afterward. Speaking of, I went to visit him during his daytime rest again today, but I still worry about how he takes me visiting regularly.”
I smiled before humming, “He told me he doesn't mind when I mentioned it, but you would know better what he thinks than I would.”
We spent the rest of my dream time talking and laughing, but it seemed that all too soon, the breeze blew the sound of tinkling bells through our meadow. I sighed, then crawled into Edward's arms. He surprised me when he deepened our normal goodbye kiss, brushing his tongue with mine before whispering to me, “I love you, Isabella, and will be with you always.”
I hummed as I closed my eyes. He pulled me into a sensual kiss, then...
I groaned loudly, pulling my pillow over my head before whimpering into it. I huffed as I sat up, “Couldn't you have kissed me like that before it was almost time to wake up, Edward? Gee, thanks for that... now I need a damn cold shower.”
I could have sworn I heard his chuckling response as I huffed and stomped my way into the bathroom, “Just thought I'd help out a bit, Love.”
Tonight... tonight I was hoping I had courage enough to tell Coop I was ready. He asked if I would go out with him tonight; he wanted to take me dancing on the mainland.
I took my time selecting what to wear, then smiled as I laid out my final selections on the bed. I had chosen my asymmetrical length black maxi skirt, a white bustier with a low back and vibrant flowers, a white lace thong, and my Pulse white heeled sandals with the wood bottoms.
Once I had showered and shaved, I donned my short pink robe, then started on my hair and makeup. I got suddenly nervous when I heard Coop calling my name as soon as I finished. I called out, “Oh, God. Please don't tell me I'm running late.”
I heard his chuckle come closer, then felt his arms wind around my waist from behind as he kissed my neck. “No, I'm early, My Sweet Dove. I was driving myself mad waiting at home. Can I fix you a glass of wine?”
I hummed as he trailed more kisses along my neck, “Mmm, that feels so good. Wine, yes, please. I just need to dress, so I'll be out in a minute or two.”
I hurried to dress, but was having trouble with the zipper on the back of my bustier. After several minutes of not being able to get it zipped, I whimpered, “Not tonight. Please, not tonight.”
It was only seconds later that Coop knocked on the door, calling out, “Bella? Sweetheart, is everything alright?”
I huffed out a breath, then said, “No, you can come in. I think it's stuck. Help, please.”
Coop chuckled slightly as he walked in and saw me fussing with my top, then kissed a bare section of my shoulder while whispering, “Hold still for me, Beautiful. I'll have it fixed in no time.”
True to his word, he had my zipper fixed and zipped in seconds, then trailed kisses from one shoulder to the other. “Hmm... you smell amazing. I can smell the freshwater pools and sun on your skin. Did you go back to the falls today?”
I turned in his arms to smile up at him. “I went when I woke up around 11. I just got back about an hour before sundown, because I took my sketchbook.”
He hummed, then whispered into my neck, “I'm glad you had a good day. I had a very interesting rest today. Edward came to see me again.”
He straightened up, so I smiled up at him. “Well, don't tell me you're comparing notes; I'm ready to smack him the next time he kisses me senseless right when it's time for me to wake. That's two days in a row now, and four in the last week. Come have a glass of wine with me. Tell me about your visit.”
Coop chuckled as he guided me out to the living room by my hips, “You still haven't let yourself go, have you? You know he gets you worked up in your dreams just to see if you'll give him a bit of a show afterward, right?”
After I picked my wine glass up off the coffee table, I turned to answer him but was stopped by the look in his eyes as he took me in fully. I instantly became aroused as he said huskily, “Jesus, Isabella... you look... sinfully sexy.”
I noticed the lightweight khaki pants he was wearing hugged him in all the best places. His white button-down shirt was untucked with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the top several buttons undone. I smirked before practically humming, “Well, the sight of you is conjuring up all sorts of naughty thoughts in my brain, Mr. Jackson, so I think we're even.”
After our glass of wine, Coop took me to a romantic little hidden restaurant, where we ended up having a fantastic dinner. We walked from there to the club he was taking me to. We had a blast drinking cocktails and dancing. At some point, our dancing became more erotic.
After about an hour, I suddenly felt like it was the right time. He was nipping and kissing the crook of my neck as we danced. I wove my hand up into his hair as I whispered, “I'm ready.”
Coop's breathing hitched loud enough for me to hear it as his arms tightened around me, then he whispered as he caught my eyes, “Isabella?”
I blushed slightly but didn't avert my eyes when I whispered, “I'm ready, Coop. I want to feel you making love to me.”
He let out a breath before whispering against my lips, “Christ, Bella... I want to make love to you so much, but are you sure?”
I nodded while biting my lip, which prompted him to moan softly as he leaned in to suck on the trapped flesh for a second.
Coop held me on his lap as he steered us back to the island, then offered when we were about ten minutes away. “I hate the thought of being away from you after making love. Will you come home with me so we can rest together? I can stop by your place for you to pick up a few things, if you want.”
I nodded before whispering into his neck, “Yes. I just need an overnight bag, which will only take a few minutes to pack.”
After packing my overnight bag, Coop drove the boat around to the other side of the island, docking it seamlessly on the other side of the dock from his sleek speedboat.
He dropped my bag on the deck, tied off the boat, then lifted me gently out. He didn't let me down though. Instead, he held me bridal-style, saying, “It's a few minutes run to the house, as you can see. The house being mostly surrounded by trees helps with the harshness of the sun. I'll explain a bit more once we're there.”
Once we got to the front of the house, which faced the beach, he set me down in front of the entry door before cupping my cheek. “Promise to tell me if anything at all becomes too much?”
I smiled as I kissed his palm, “I promise. Show me around? I love the outside of your house, with the Tudor style and traditional elements.”
He smiled widely, opened the door, then guided me in before turning to deactivate the alarm.
“I don't have too much to worry about, but the alarm helps keep my mind at ease for when I rest. It's an extra security measure, since that's when I'm at my weakest.”
I nodded in understanding, then he grinned as he said, “I know one room you'll be enjoying quite a bit while you're here. Come look.”
He led me up half of a flight of stairs, then opened a set of double doors before stepping back to allow me to enter first. I gasped as I took in the seemingly endless amount of books that made up the library, along with the high ceiling and cozy feel to the room. I quickly scanned a few of the book titles on the nearest shelf, unable to stop myself. Coop chuckled, “You are welcome to read anything here, My Sweet.”
I grinned up at him, then after we toured all but one part of the first floor, Coop led me to a door that looked a bit different. He explained, “This door is light proof. All of the windows in my suite are fitted with light-proof panels in between the glass panes. They automatically come down when the sun reaches a certain strength, so do not be alarmed if you hear them or suddenly wake in the dark.”
I smiled, knowing he was letting me into the place he was most vulnerable. He continued, “There is one more suite upstairs that is the same way. This door will not open from either side until the interior door is closed, to help keep the light out. Are you ready to see?”
After Coop had given me a tour of his glorious suite, I found myself staring longingly at his large jacuzzi tub. I was brought out of my musings when I felt a trail of soft kisses being placed from my shoulder to the crook of my neck, along with Coop's hands sliding slowly around my lower waist. “Would you like me to draw you a bath, Beautiful?”
I hummed, tilting my head to give him better access, then whispered shyly, “No, but would you like to draw one for us to share?”
Coop's breathing hitched as his arms tightened around me slightly, then he nipped my neck before whispering huskily, “It would be my honor, Isabella. Wait right here for me... please.”
Coop sat on the tub ledge, started the water, then added a wonderful smelling bath oil. After swirling it in the water for a few moments, he dried his hand on a hand towel, then returned to me.
He ghosted his hands teasingly up my arms, then leaned in to pepper my neck and shoulders with kisses while slowly pulling down my straps one at a time. My breathing picked up as my hands wove into his short locks. I tugged on them to bring his lips to mine.
He moaned as he softly teased my lips with his. I trembled in anticipation as I felt the tips of his fingers gliding down my spine. Coop took it the wrong way, stilling immediately as he broke our kiss to seek eye contact. “Too much? Would you like me to lea-”
I cut him off by pressing my index finger to his lips while tightening my other hand in his hair. “You mistook the meaning. It wasn't fear, it was anticipation. Now please, don't deny me the feel of your touch any longer.”
Coop searched my eyes for something for a long moment, then slowly brought his lips to mine again for a brief moment. He tenderly kissed both of my bare shoulders, then played with the fallen straps that rested against my biceps. “You looked so sexy tonight, Isabella.”
It was just a bare whisper, but the emotion shining in his eyes showed the true conviction of his soft words. He walked slowly around me, then started carefully taking down my hair, since it was piled into soft curls.
When my hair was down and flowing free, Coop massaged my scalp for a minute, which elicited a soft moan as my eyes fluttered closed. He moved my hair to one shoulder, then peppered kisses and small licks down my spine. I was barely able to hold myself up on the counter when he reached the zipper. He whispered into my skin, “So soft... so delicate. The delicate curve of your spine has teased me mercilessly tonight.”
His lips brushed against each newly-revealed sliver of skin as the zipper descended, causing me to whimper, then almost collapse as I felt him lick and nip his way back up my spine. He caught me easily, cooing assuredly, “Shh, My Little Goddess. I have you.”
Coop suddenly picked me up bridal-style, then carried me back into his bedroom. He laid me on the enormous turned-down bed before hovering over me. He delighted in coaxing my lips and tongue erotically with his own, then moved to continue his teasing down my throat, along my collarbone, and to the juncture of my neck and shoulder.
I heard his fangs click as they descended, then cried out in pleasure when he gently scraped them against the sensitive tendon. My fingers fisted tightly in his hair, trying to bring him closer. He moaned in response, “So responsive. Let go for me, Goddess, and just feel. Feel me loving you.”
Coop sat back on his heels, then slowly let his fingers glide against my skin as he finished removing my top. Oddly enough, I didn't feel the need to cover myself as he took me in. Instead, I found myself gasping while my back arched when his fingers ghosted around the swell of my breasts and over my nipples.
A seriously sexy rumble vibrated in his chest as his eyes flooded with desire, then he suddenly leaned in to lick a circle around my nipple. My breath whooshed out of me in reaction, my stomach clenching in need, “Ungh... please Coop... Oh, God... don't stop.”
I was so close to cumming when he finished paying both of my nipples ample attention, that I was whimpering and begging for him to touch me. His fangs and tongue teased the sensitive undersides of my breasts as he tugged gently on my nipples, causing me to cry his name out loudly as the sudden ecstasy of my orgasm washed over me.
When my breathing and heart rate started to calm, Coop inhaled deeply, then growled against my skin as he nuzzled his way down my abdomen. My hands automatically wove into his hair as I arched to feel more of him. He groaned when he reached my skirt, tracing the line of where it was laying against my thigh, “Do you know how much this skirt teased me tonight? How often I just wanted to slip my hand up under it to grab your pert little ass?”
He lifted my leg to lay my foot flat on the bed, then ran his hand up the back of my thigh to do just what he said. I groaned at the pleasure the action caused. In response, he nipped the juncture where my hip met my thigh, saying, “Christ, Isabella. Your scent is so intoxicating... I need to taste you.”
I moaned while lifting my hips slightly, then immediately, his hands were wrapped in the waist of my skirt and thong. He maneuvered them down my thighs as he crawled backward off the bed, groaning when he saw me fully bared before him for the first time.
His eyes seemed to take in every dip and curve as I laid relaxed against the pillows, but after several minutes I couldn't take it anymore. I crawled down the bed on my knees, then pulled him to me by his belt loops.
I made quick work of his shirt as he kissed me passionately. The moment it was fluttering to the floor, he wrapped my legs around his waist before crawling up the bed with me. He laid me against the pillows again, then sat back on his heels, whispering as his fingertips ghosted from my collarbone to my navel, “You're stunning, Isabella.”
He took his time teasing his way down my body again with his hands, lips, and teeth. Just as I was about to cry out in need, both mine and Coop's breathing hitched at the tingling feeling that let us know Edward was near. Coop's eyes swirled as he looked up at me, then he cooed as he looked into my suddenly teary eyes, “I know, My Little Dove. He was always meant to be here now.”
I nodded with a teary smile, then groaned and arched when Coop kissed the top of my bare mound.
He shifted down further as he spread my thighs, then hummed, flicking his tongue just above my slit before sucking lightly on the spot. “I love that you're bare, Isabella... so sexy to see your wetness glistening in the moonlight. Fuck, you taste so sweet.”
With that, he swirled his tongue from my entrance to my clit, causing me to gasp his name loudly as my fingers shot into his hair.
At different times, I could feel Edward's tingle on different parts of my body, which always seemed to heighten every touch or lick from Coop. I ended up cumming several times from the delicious torture they were inflicting on me, causing me to swear breathlessly that Coop's mouth and fingers would be the death of me.
By the time Coop was kissing his way back up my body, I was practically on fire to feel him inside me. When he made to lay next to me, I surprised him by following, settling on my hands and knees. He groaned while grabbing my hips. I noticed that I wasn't feeling his khakis against my legs, so he must have removed them at some point.
I moaned, braced myself on one arm, then played with the definition lines of his abs teasingly with the other. Coop groaned at me switching direction when I got near his length, then gasped slightly, “My Goddess... please...”
I hummed, leaning down to kiss over his heart, then gently raked my nails over his nipples. They puckered; he let out a sexy growl as his fangs descended again. I leaned in to lick his fangs one at a time, humming, “Please what, Cooper? Let me hear you say it.”
Coop's frantically swirling blue/gray eyes met my chocolate ones as he whispered almost pleadingly, “I want to make love to you so fucking much right now, but I don't want to hurt you more than necessary. You have to have control until you're settled, Isabella, but I ache to feel you. Please, let me feel you wrapped around me.”
I adjusted my stance a bit, then poised his tip at my entrance. I felt a tingle against my back and on my hips, then felt Coop's hands join on my hips. I whispered to both of them, “I'll go slow... I promise.”
Coop and I both gasped when his tip was fully encased in me, my eyes fluttering at the exquisite feeling. The tingle stayed on my hips as Coop's hands roamed my thighs, breasts, and stomach. I braced myself on his abs as I slid down a bit more without notice. Coop looked at me with wide eyes, but I hummed, “So good.”
The tingle on my hips guided me up slightly and back down. I slid just a bit further this time. I moaned while sliding up again, only to come back down a lot further, wincing at the sudden pinch of pain. I held still, trying to take slow deep breaths as I felt both Edward's tingle and Coop's hands gently caressing me.
Soon the pain was all but a memory.
When I looked back down into Coop's eyes, they were shining with love and desire. I whispered, “I need... Can I move? You just feel too good inside me.”
He chuckled while cupping my cheek, “Start slowly please, to make sure there is no more pain. Then, if you want, I can flip us and take over.”
I did, then soon we were both groaning at the feeling of him being completely seated inside me.
Several hours -and just as many positions and orgasms- later, Coop and I were lying entwined in each other's arms, trying to calm our out of control breathing. Suddenly I remembered our bath, causing me to groan, “Oh, God. Tell me there's not a flood in your bathroom. I totally forgot about our bath.”
Coop chuckled, kissed the swell of my breast, then hummed, “There's no flood, my sated beauty. The water has an automatic shut-off sensor, plus the thermostat is set to keep the temperature with the heated silent jets. Our bath is ready and waiting, whenever you feel up to it.”
I hummed while nodding, then curled further into him. “That sounds heavenly right now. Someone gave me a seriously intense workout. You wouldn't know who that might be, would you?”
Coop chuckled into my breast, then nipped it, “I'll take the blame whenever you want, My Goddess... even though you pushed me onto my back several times, looking like you wanted to eat me alive.”
I giggled in response, “I wouldn't have had to, if you would have stopped teasing me and made me cum. It was torturous, I tell you.”
I heard Coop's deep laugh as I extracted myself from his arms. I could have sworn I heard him say, “And your reaction was worth it every time, Isabella.”
I took a moment to take care of necessities, then peeked back into the bedroom to find Coop remaking the bed with fresh linens. I smiled sheepishly, but he came to wrap his arms around me, never mentioning it. “All done? I set your toothbrush next to your sink, then your brush at the vanity table. We can get in the tub whenever you're ready.”
We soaked for quite a while, then we took turns washing each other tenderly. When we got out, we dried each other, then Coop sat me at a vanity table to lovingly brush out my hair. He placed a kiss on my shoulder when he was done, which Edward always used to do. I smiled as I looked at him in the mirror, “You and Edward have been talking quite a bit, I see. He always used to do that.”
He smiled, agreeing, “Yes, and we both thought you would like to have that feeling again. Were we wrong?”
I stood and turned, pulling him into my arms before saying in just above a whisper, “Not at all. It felt wonderful, and I've missed the tender things like that, that he used to do. It’s good that he visits you during your rest. I’m glad you talk. It makes me feel like it's the three of us together, and sometimes I can almost really feel him... especially tonight.”
Coop kissed me tenderly, then after we both brushed our teeth, he carried me back to bed with my legs wrapped around his hips.
Coop carefully lowered us onto the bed, then situated the pillows against the massive headboard. Pulling the blankets up, he then cradled me to him as he relaxed back. I sighed as I snuggled into his neck, causing him to hum, “I know this was how you used to lay, but if you want, we can find a different position.”
I shook my head while kissing over his heart, then said, “I like feeling close to you. As long as you're comfortable, I'd like to lay this way.”
He hummed as he ghosted his fingers along my back, “I've been wanting to hold you in your sleep since the day you got to the island, Isabella. It feels good to finally be able to, and I'm quite content feeling you against me like this. Rest, My Love.”
We both laid there for a while. Though I was tired, I didn't seem to be able to doze off. Coop stayed silent, continuing to ghost his fingers up and down my back, but it almost seemed like I knew when it was time to rest. His movements became more sluggish, his breathing settling into a calm rhythm. I smiled and yawned when he whispered, “The shades will be closing in a second, My Sleepy Girl. You should rest.”
I nodded, “I think I just want us both to sleep... together, I mean. I didn't start feeling sleepy until you did.”
I heard the slight click/click/click of the shades securing one by one, the room becoming darker with each click. When we were surrounded by pitch black, I mumbled sleepily, “Sweet dreams, my handsome vampire.”