“Well, you better get used to it, darlin’. This is only the beginning.”

Tessa glanced up, met his eyes as she smiled. “I’m going to hold you to that, cowboy.”

“Good,” he said as he leaned down and kissed her gently. “Because I’m going to start proving it tonight.”

Tessa laughed. “I certainly hope so.” Glancing around briefly, she met his eyes again. “Think we can sneak out early?”

* * *

Cooper would’ve endured the wedding and the reception one hundred times over just to marry Tessa, but he had to admit that this was what he’d been waiting for.

“Where’re you at, cowboy?” Tessa’s sweet Texas drawl echoed within the cavernous barn.

Cooper leaned his head over the edge of the hayloft and smiled down at her. “Up here, so get your pretty little ass up here with me.”

Tessa chuckled, and he watched as she shuffled the items in her hands around so that she could make it up the ladder. Once she was within reach, he helped her by retrieving the items and setting them to the side. Wine, two glasses, cheese, crackers. The woman was optimistic, wasn’t she? As far as Cooper was concerned, there wasn’t going to be time to eat.

“Oh, wow,” she said on a breath.

That was exactly the reaction he’d been hoping for. “Do you like it?”

Cooper glanced over at the bed he’d made over the straw, ensuring that it was soft enough for his gorgeous bride. He’d had to sneak the items up last week when she wasn’t expecting it just to surprise her. And apparently that had worked.

He wasn’t able to bring candles because of the hay, but he did bring strings of white lights that he hung from the rafters above them. The area was lit with a soft, golden glow and as Cooper had been stringing them up, he had envisioned how beautiful his bride would look laid out naked right there so he could admire her. Tonight, he was going to get to see the real thing.

“When did you do this?” she asked, crawling over to the bed before lying back and staring over at him. “It’s lovely.”

He grinned, unwilling to divulge all of his secrets. He happened to like the idea of sex in the hay loft, and he planned to confirm just how much before the night was over.

Unable to resist putting his hands on her, Cooper crawled his way over until he was kneeling on all fours above Tessa, smiling down at her. “You’re so beautiful, Mrs. Krenshaw.”

“Awww, shucks, cowboy,” Tessa said with a mischievous grin. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

Cooper laughed, and Tessa reached up and cupped his face, her hands gentle and soft. He was wondering how she was going to set the tone for the night. He was all for making love to his wife on their wedding night, but he knew how much she enjoyed other aspects of their sex life just as much. Cooper never knew what to expect, but the way she was caressing his cheek made him think she was looking for slower tonight.

“But I think you’re definitely overdressed,” she said, smacking his cheek gently and making him laugh.

“Is that right? What about you?”

“Oh, this old thing?” Tessa asked as she pushed herself to a sitting position, forcing him to move or be knocked backward. Right in front of his eyes, Tessa gripped the hem of her frilly dress and lifted it up and over her head.

“Lord have… Holy hell, woman.” There before him was the naughtiest woman wearing the skimpiest nightie he’d ever seen. Hell, there was more material in her normal underwear. Not that he was complaining. The red silk ensemble made his mouth water.

“Now what did you have in mind?” he asked, his breath coming in rapid pants. Her pussy was on full display for him even though he was pretty sure those were supposed to be considered panties.

“I was thinking we could set a precedence for our marriage.”

Darting his eyes from between her silky smooth thighs and up to her face, Cooper tried to pay attention to what she was saying. “What does that mean?”

“It means I’d like you to show me just what I do to you, cowboy.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he groaned as he moved forward, obviously faster than she expected because she fell back onto the hay as she giggled. Sliding his hand between her legs, he slipped two fingers deep inside her and matched her mischievous grin when she moaned.

“You like when I do that?” he asked, leaning forward to press his lips to hers. “You like when I fuck you with my fingers?”

“I like when you fuck me, period.” She laughed. “I still think you’ve got too many clothes on.”

Cooper remedied that quickly, undressing and tossing his clothes to the other side of the loft, not caring where they went or if they’d be there when he was done. His mind was fully focused on the hottest woman he’d ever laid eyes on and that skimpy red thing that seemed pointless since it didn’t cover a stitch.

Taking his position over her once more, he smiled as he lowered his head to her breast, teasing her gently at first before sucking her firmly into his mouth and using his teeth to scrape Tessa’s pretty pink nipple.

“Oh!” Tessa’s body bowed beneath him, her hands coming up to latch into his hair and pull him down to her. He thought about restraining her for half a second, but Cooper wasn’t going to be able to make it that far.

Ever since she came walking down the aisle toward him, minutes before they made their vows to one another, he’d wanted to get her beneath him. And now that he had her there, he wanted to bury himself inside her and make her scream his name over and over.

Cooper alternated sucking and nipping each breast, applying suction and a tiny bit of pain as she writhed and moaned beneath him. His cock throbbed, but his heart did a crazy dance every time she said his name – which was quite a bit, he realized.

Releasing her breast, Cooper pulled his fingers out from between her legs and proceeded to lick them clean while her eyes widened, the lust burning bright and hot.

“Tell me you love me, Mrs. Krenshaw,” he commanded as he shifted between her thighs.

“I love you, Mr. Krenshaw,” she said softly, her hands resuming their place on his cheeks.

“What’s that? I don’t think I heard you. And this time, lose the mister.”

Tessa laughed, placing her wrists on his shoulders and cupping his jaw again, their eyes locked on one another. The words weren’t necessary anymore because Cooper knew just what he meant to this woman and he made sure she knew the same. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t enjoy hearing her say them for as long as he lived.

“I love you, Krenshaw,” she teased. Cooper pinched her nipple roughly, her scream of shock was followed by an uncontrollable giggle.

Shoving his cock deep inside of her, he watched Tessa as her breath locked in her chest, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Try again,” he ordered, trying to keep the demand in his voice. Cooper didn’t move while he waited, letting her slick pussy sheath him in heat, making his body break out in a sweat.

So, so worth it.

“I. Love. You. Cooper.” Tessa’s words resounded through him, and he smiled.

“That’s better, baby. I love when you say my name.”

“I thought you liked when I screamed your name?” she asked playfully.

“Oh, trust me, that comes next.” Cooper pulled out and slammed home. Then again. He didn’t stop pounding into her, their eyes locked, her hands still cupping his jaw as every ounce of love they felt for one another was transferred not only between where their bodies were connected, but also through their hearts.

“Tell me one more time, Tessa.”

And this time, as Tessa said the words, he drove into her, punctuating every word with a punishing thrust while Tessa’s body bowed, her hands moving behind his head, her fingers finding their way into his hair.

“Now come for me, darlin’.”

“Cooper!”

Yep, that’s exactly what he’d been waiting for.

The End