The Claiming by Cooper novel Chapter 223

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 23 Jaxon

If I thought my mate looked good in a bathing suit, it’s a pale comparison to the goddess that is standing in front of me now.

Her long, lithe body is shadowed by the darkness of night, but that only accentuates the white color of her strapless b*ra and panties, and as my eyes travel down her body, I nearly swallow my t*ong*ue at seeing those strappy heels still attached to her feet.

Once again, I’m so fucking h*ard, I feel like I’m about to blow my load. I even planned ahead this time, took care of things in the shower earlier knowing I’d be dancing with her. It doesn’t matter, everytime I see her, t*ouch her, my body’s response is instant and intense.

“You’re beautiful,” I say reverently, meaning it.

I continue to look over her body, happy that she doesn’t seem shy about me looking at her. I pull off my jacket, tossing it into the grass before beginning to unbutton my cuffs and then the buttons of my shirt. Even in the dim light of the evening, I can see her eyes darken. As I pull my shirt off, tossing it on top of my jacket, I watch her l*icK those delectable lips.

I kick off my shoes, then begin to undo my belt and pants. I kick them over with my other clothes.

“Is this what you wanted, Evangeline?” I ask, my voice deep and husky with desire.

“Yes,” her voice is breathy and soft.

I crook my finger at her, and she steps out of her dress, wobbling a bit on the uneven terrain. When she’s standing in front of me, I bend down.

“Let’s get these off. I’d hate to have to stop because you twisted your ankle,” I say, looking up at her.

She reaches out, running her fingers through my hair. I take a deep breath, smelling her a*rous*al. Goddess, I hope she lets me taste her tonight.

I turn back to her shoes. I trail my hand down her strong, muscular calves, to her ankle before undoing the s*trap. Then I lift her l*eg, pulling the shoe off but lifting her foot to my m*outh and k*issing her instep. I’ve never been much for feet, but with Evangeline, I want to know every arch, every curve.

Even this gentle t*ouch has her body shivering. I look up and see her watching me. Without taking my eyes off of hers, I begin k*issing my way back up her calf, I l*icK the back of her knee before slowly putting her l*eg down, continuing my leisurely k*isses up her t*high. When I get to the apex of her t*highs, the scent of her a*rous*al is so strong and intoxicating that I need just a hint of what she tastes like.

I run my t*ong*ue over the outside of her p*anties, feeling how s*oak*ed they are. If I thought her m*outh tasted divine, it is nothing compared to the sweet nectar that I’ve found here. Her quiet whimper of need has me growling soft and low, making her moan with desire.

Damn my mate is hot.

Before I get too lost, I turn my attention to her left t*high, beginning to k*iss my way back down her l*eg. I l*icK behind this knee too before pulling her l*eg up and k*issing my way to her ankle. When I unstrap her shoe, tossing it over by my clothes, I again k*iss her instep.