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my insides tingle in the pit of my stomach. I love when he’s playful. He throws me on the bed, quickly slides a condom on and then pounces on top of me. Our fingers linked together he lifts them above our heads.
    “I’m going to take something else a bit too far too.” It’s a passionate challenge, one I’m more than willing to test.
    “Let’s play.” I say kissing his chin and grabbing a hold of his hair hard.
    He growls as he bites my neck, hard but not hard enough to leave a mark. My hands skim down his back as he slams into me, his resolve has fallen away. I grip his ass pushing him in further and lifting my hips to meet his thrust. He’s relentless as he slams into me and then pulls out slowly. Another orgasm is building fast. I shake my head back and forth, the tingling starts, my toes curl, hands squeezing his as I fall over the edge into pure bliss.
    Cooper flips me onto by stomach, straddles my legs and enters me from behind. He grips my hips hard as he finds his rhythm. “Fuck,” he roars as his movements become erratic coming just as hard as I had.
    I feel Cooper’s body slump against my back, his forehead resting between my shoulder blades, his heart is beating so fast. He takes a couple of deep breathes, kisses my back before lifting himself up and hisses as he pulls out of me.
    Now that he’s on his back, I wrap my body around him but he turns his head towards the bathroom door. “Coop,”
    He still won’t look at me. I gently tilt his head to me, his eyes are full of pain. “What’s the matter?”
    He looks up to the ceiling. “Did I hurt you?”
    “Cooper,” he turns his head to me. “You did not hurt me, not at all.”
    “I was rough.”
    “I egged you on.”
    He shakes his head. “Doesn’t matter I don’t lose control with you, ever.”
    I straddle him, lean forward bracing myself on either side of his face. “You. Did. Not. Hurt. Me.” I stare into his eyes letting him see that there is no fear in my eyes. “I liked it. I liked that you lost control that you got caught up in the moment. I don’t always want slow and gentle. It’s boring sometimes.” I see the tension leaving him with my every word. “I know I’m safe with you. You’ll never physically hurt me.” I lean down and softly kiss his lips. “I love you.”
    His arms come up and wrap around me. “Are you sure? I feel like I was.”
    I smile, he’s just the right amount of sweet and cocky. “Positive.” I rock my hips. “Think you can handle round two?”
    He chuckles and rolls us so he’s on top of me. “Can you handle it?”
    “Let’s see, Prince Cooper.”

    It’s sometime in the middle of the night when my phone wakes me. I reach around on the nightstand for it. Of course it falls off so with one hand I’m fumbling around on the floor trying to find it.
    “What is that?” Cooper’s sleepy voice asks. “It sounds like a cat dying.”
    Groaning, I roll out of bed. I find my phone under the bed, it’s Hunter. My heart rate spikes. We haven’t exactly been getting along since the beginning of the year and we only talk when we have to. We aren’t nasty with each other but both of us are hard headed and don’t want to see the other person’s side of the story.
    I slide my finger across the screen answering it. “Hello?”
    “Meet me at the hospital.”
    “What’s wrong?” My hands begin to shake and my stomach rolls.
    “Just meet me, okay?” He hangs up before I can demand that he tells me. I sit with my back against the bed, heart racing. I try to call him back. No answer.
    “Jay,” Cooper says from behind me. “Who was that?”
    Taking a deep breath, “Hunter. Can you take me to the hospital?”
    I hear the rustle of the sheets and then the light flicks on. Cooper pulls a pair of pants out of his drawer and slides them on. He puts his socks and shoes on next and then reaches back in his drawer for two t-shirts. He pulls one over his head and tosses the other on the bed. He holds