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Thankfully, the apartment buzzer goes off, distracting me from my thoughts, and I race over and press the button, so I can speak to the man at the other end.

“Hello, how can I help you?”

His deep chuckle hits my ears and I instantly feel better. Grounded.

“Hmm, I’m not sure. Do you think you could handle me if you let me up?”

Fire shoots straight through me.

“Oh, I can handle you,” I rasp back.

“Then I guess you’d better let me up so we can test that theory.”

I press the button to allow him access to the building.

“See you soon,” I tease.

I’m standing in the doorway, my eyes locked on the elevator long before he gets to our floor.

I think I’m prepared for him to walk out and toward me, but the second the doors part, I realize I wasn’t even close.

All the air races from my lungs as he steps out wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a T-shirt that looks like it could have been painted onto his skin. He’s got a zip-up hanging over his shoulders, and his hair is still damp from his shower at the arena.

I don’t move as he saunters toward me with his sexy swagger stealing every ounce of my attention.

He reaches out and tucks his finger under my chin.

“Close your mouth, baby. You’re gonna start drooling.”

His voice and his smirk finally snap me out of my daze, and I take his hand and drag him into the apartment—not that he needs much encouragement.

No sooner has the door slammed closed behind us than he has me pinned against the wall.

“Haven’t been able to think about anything else all day,” he confesses before his lips find mine.

I’m unable to wait any longer, and my lips part as the length of his body presses against mine.

A deep groan rumbles in my chest when I discover that he’s already hard. And fuck if he’s the only one.

Fire shoots through my veins as he rolls his hips, giving me the friction I crave.

Fuck. I can’t come in my pants two minutes after he’s walked through the door.

Why can’t I hold it together with this man?

“Cooper,” I gasp as he drags his lips from mine in favor of my neck.

Goose bumps cover my entire body as he sucks on the sensitive patch of skin beneath my ear.

My hips thrust forward, my dick desperately searching for more.

“Fuck, baby,” Cooper rasps, and before I know what’s happening, his fingers are working my fly. The fabric is tugged around my hips before his hand slips inside my boxers.

“Yeah, fuck,” I groan as he begins stroking me. “Heaven. Fuck. You feel like heaven.” My head hits the wall behind me as our eye contact holds.

“I missed you,” Cooper tells me, honesty bleeding from his lips.

“I missed you too,” I say through my erratic breathing.