Chapter Thirteen

“Hello, Cooper,” I said, my voice low as I open the door.

His eyes raked down my body and I could see that he was stunned—and horny—just looking at me.

“Is this…what were your words…nice, enough?” I asked him.

“You look beyond gorgeous,” he replied. His eyes were dark and I found myself being pulled into them, momentarily hypnotized by the desire and lust hidden there.

I sternly reminded myself of my plan and snapped out of my fantasies.

“Shall we go?” he asked. He offered me his arm, like a true gentleman, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was going through his mind. He had to know how pissed I was at him, how much I did not want to be here. This “date” was more like a hostage situation. He wouldn’t let me say no.

I placed my hand on his arm and let him lead me down the stairs. I was actually a little grateful, since the steps were steep and my heels were so pencil thin. It took all my mental energy to keep from pitching forward and falling on my ass.

He led me around the corner of my building and I saw a sleek, black limo parked along the curb. I had been expecting his car—he didn’t seem the type to be chauffeured around town. He had always been the one driving anytime I’d been with him.

“I have a little surprise for you,” he growled into my ear.

My eyes darted to his and noted the sparkling gleam in them. He was up to something and I was fairly certain I was going to like it.

That was the problem.

His driver had come around at the sight of us and he rushed forward to open the door. Cooper held my hand as I lowered into the car, careful to keep my skirt down and avoid showing too much. Once I was inside, he released me and climbed in after me. The driver shut the door and it was dead silent for a moment. I could have sworn I heard my own heart beating frantically inside my chest. The nearness of Cooper was overwhelming—his eyes on me, his hand on my skin, and his intoxicating smell surrounding me.

I scooted along the bench seat, slowly trying to inch away to the other side of the car without him noticing. He placed a hand on my bare thigh and stopped my progress.

“Where are you going, Allison?” he purred.

His hand on my leg was sending my senses into overdrive and clouding my mind.

“No—” I stopped, sucking in a sharp breath as his hand slid higher, nearly to the hem of my skirt. “Nowhere.” I answered.

“Good.” His hand left me just long enough to reach down and produce an opened bottle of champagne. He poured a generous amount into a delicate-looking flute and handed it to me. I gingerly accepted it, his fingers brushing across mine in the exchange. He poured himself an identical amount.

“To tonight,” he said, lifting his glass up.

“I’m not sure it will be a toast-worthy night,” I added. I clinked my glass against his and was about to drink, but he stopped me, his fingers enclosing my wrist.

“What do you mean?” he asked, his face shifted and a flicker of anger shot through his dark eyes.

I rolled my eyes, preparing myself for his theatrics. “I know what you think is going to happen tonight. It’s not. I just thought you should know.”

I pulled my wrist away from his grasp and took a sip of the zingy bubbles that had accumulated in the top of my glass. To further add to his frustration, I licked my lips slowly.

His eyes were trained on me, not missing a fraction of a second.

“Allison, why must you make things so difficult?”

I laughed. “I make things difficult? You cannot be serious.”

His eyes told me that he was.

“Cooper, all you do is use me. Over and over. And yes, I know, none of it was forced upon me. I was a willing participant. But it stops now. I’m tired of feeling like yesterday’s trash every time we do this!”

“This?” He cocked an eyebrow at me, as if he didn’t understand my insinuation.

“Yes, this. Hook up, fuck, whatever you want to call it. It’s demeaning and I’m done with it. I don’t care how good-looking you are or how much money you have, it’s not worth it.”

I finished my tirade and sucked back the glass of champagne, taking it down like a shot. I desperately needed the alcohol to hit my system so my insides would stop freaking, the fuck, out.

Cooper stared at me, his face unchanging. A shiver of fear went slinking down my spine.

“Is that all you think this is? Hooking up? Fucking?” he finally asked.

Something about the tone of his voice suddenly had me spinning, questioning myself.

“Yes?” I said—my voice unsteady as I reconsidered my argument.

“It isn’t. Not for me.”

Fuck.

Me.

My heart raced even faster as the sudden rush of alcohol hit my system and made my mind fuzzy. I looked at my glass, momentarily wondering if I had been drugged, but then realized I hadn’t eaten anything all day and the pre-date glass of wine coupled with the champagne was wrecking me.

Before I could say anything else, he leaned into me, pressing his body against mine. “Say the word, and I’ll stop. But Allison, I want you.”

He waited two beats, his face hovering over mine, creating a current of heat between our lips as they nearly touched with every word. My lips parted, trying to speak, but then I surged forward and pressed my lips against his, throwing aside any rational thought I might have had.

Cooper charged at my initiation and within seconds, his hands were back on my thighs and working their way up my body, skimming over the skintight fabric, up to my breasts that were tight and firm, waiting for his touch. He cupped them in his hands and ran his thumb along my nipples that were hard under the fabric of my dress. I shuddered at the light touch and moaned into his kiss as his tongue pushed past my lips and tangled with my tongue in a frenzied dance.

My hands slid up his chest and rested on his solid shoulders, feeling every movement as he continued to search my body with his own hands. He broke away from the kiss and his lips went to my neck. He worked his lips up to my ear and gave a nip to my earlobe before enclosing it between his lips and tugging slightly. The quick burst of pain, followed so closely by pleasure, sparked another moan of excitement and desire. I closed my eyes and let the sensations dance across my skin, lighting my body on fire, as they spread.

“You’re so beautiful, Allison. I have to have you.”

I opened my eyes and found him staring at me. His words were so sweet but the way he said them was pure lust. His eyes were darker than before and filled with need.

“Say you’re mine.”

I hesitated, my brain slow with the effects of the champagne. My eyes darted back and forth between his, as I searched for the right response.

“Say it,” he repeated, his voice lower and huskier.

“I’m yours,” I whispered.

Cooper’s eyes flashed and his hands squeezed my breasts. I cried out and lay my head against his shoulder.

“I want to see your beautiful tits,” he growled into my ear. “Show them to me.”

I looked up at him and stared into his hungry eyes as I slipped out of the sleeves of my dress. I pushed the fabric down, over the left, and then the right breast. I hadn’t been able to wear a bra with the dress, so my breasts were exposed and bare for him. His eyes widened at the sight and he quickly placed his hands back on them. His palms were warm and I whimpered at the waves of heat and desire rushing through my body. Each touch drove me higher and higher, the pulses of pleasure gathering together and settling between my legs. I felt myself getting wet and shifted in my seat, trying to satiate the throbbing need between my thighs.

He lowered his head and rolled his tongue along the pink buds of flesh, circling my nipple and teasing me.

“Cooper, please,” I begged, arching back for him.

He smiled up at me before he took the nipple in his mouth. He tugged slightly, his lips firm as he toyed with the tender skin. I moaned and closed my eyes again, laying my head back against the seat.

He alternated between my breasts, licking, kissing, and sucking every inch. My hands were buried in his hair, pulling gently as he drove me higher and higher into ecstasy. His hand slid back down my body and went under my dress, skimming up the inside of my thigh towards the heat in between my legs. I spread my legs apart as much as I could, desperate for his touch.

His fingers pushed aside the lace of my panties and stroked my tingling, wet lips. I gasped and cried out as he parted me and ran his finger through my slick, hot center. I shuddered as he circled my clit and teased the little bundle of nerves.

“Cooper. Cooper, please,” I begged.

His eyes watched mine as he continued. He drew little circles around me, driving me crazier with each touch. I gripped the seat, knowing I was close to exploding. I closed my eyes and relished in each tingle, each wave of hot pleasure as he stroked my silky pussy.

The car seemed to be slowing, but as we slowed down, Cooper’s fingers sped up, circling tighter and faster. I moaned out, willing myself closer to breaking, unable to handle to pressure anymore. I figured we were getting close to the restaurant, and knowing we had a limited window of time made me even more desperate.

Cooper’s thumb took over and rubbed my clit, and he thrust two fingers inside of me. I screamed out, unable to hold it back, as my whole body jerked with the sudden intensity. My eyes flew to Cooper’s and I felt myself getting even wetter at the intense look in his dark eyes as he watched me writhe and rock back and forth as his fingers pulsed in and out of me.

“Cooper, I’m so…” Before I could finish my sentence, I came. His fingers were buried deep inside of me and my pussy contracted and convulsed as each wave of relief hit me. I shuddered and twitched as the orgasm rocked my whole body and then sagged against Cooper as it ended. I struggled to catch my breath as I leaned against his solid chest. He removed his fingers and sucked them into his mouth. A flash of pure lust swept across his face. I instantly missed him. He moved away from me and I blinked my eyes again to see what he was doing. He quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. I stared at it, my pussy tightening in anticipation.

“Allison,” he said. He watched as my eyes traveled up and down the long, hard shaft. He placed my hand where he wanted it and I started to stroke his soft skin. “Take me in your mouth.”

My eyes went wide, a rush of excitement bolting through me at his command. I lowered to my knees on the floor of the car and hovered over him. He handled himself and teased my waiting lips with the tip, dragging it back and forth. I held back a whimper as he parted my lips and slipped the head of his cock into my hungry mouth. Without warning, he thrust forward and I bobbed my head back to accommodate his length. He let me take as much as I could and I bobbed my head back and forth as I applied a light suction. I used my hand to stroke the rest of his length, timing it to my sucking. He groaned and his grip on my shoulder let me know I was doing it right. His reaction gave me the confidence to relax and I was able to get more of him in my mouth, smiling at his sharp inhale as I ran my lips and tongue nearly to the root of him.

“Allison,” he said, his voice a hoarse whisper.

My heart raced and I continued, my cheeks hollowing with the force of the pull. His cock started to throb and I knew he was close. I hesitated for a second, wondering if he would stop me, but he didn’t. He pulled on my hair so he could control my speed and suddenly he groaned out louder than before as he came in my mouth.

“We’re here,” he whispered, barely audible over my sucking. He pulled out of my mouth and I licked away the last traces of come from my lips. “Take off your panties,” he said, turning his attention from the window, back to me.

“My panties?”

“Yes. I want them.”

My mind flooded with a hundred reasons to say no, but the idea of walking into the fancy restaurant and dining alone with Cooper with no panties excited me. I pushed aside my arguments and did as he instructed. I shimmied out of the lacy panties and pressed them into Cooper’s hand. I was slightly embarrassed by how soaking wet they were, but Cooper ran his fingers over them and smiled at me.

“Very good,” he said before pocketing them. “Let’s go.”

The door opened at his words and he extended a hand to me as we exited the car.