Chapter Thirteen

I can’t believe I’m going to have sex with Cooper. I’m really fucking nervous. I practically ran out of the rink today.

I had to do some serious bra shopping, and calling Meghan wasn’t the brightest idea I’ve ever had. If it were up to her, I’d be going there in a French maid’s outfit complete with crotchless panties. Although I do want him to rip my clothes off, I kind of want to do it with class.

So here I am in my car, on my way to Cooper’s house. My bag is packed in the back, burning a hole in my seat.

I got home, showered, shaved—fuck, I was even exfoliating! I had my hair a little wavy today, my makeup smoky.

So now I sit in my car in the driveway in my Michael Kors trench coat. I know it’s tacky as hell. But I’m tired of beating around the bush. I want to get laid. HARD.

I get out, leaving my bag in the car, because I’m going with the whole sexy lady in a trench coat. If he looks out all he will see is me in my coat. He will see the fishnet nylons topped with my black Christian Louboutin stilettos.

A gift to myself when we were in Vegas. Who knew I would actually be wearing them to have sex.

I fluff my hair, then ring the doorbell, hoping that my lip-gloss is still glossy and that I don’t leak sweat onto myself. I’m so fucking nervous, I feel like I’m going to throw up. The door swings open to show me Cooper just like I want him. In shorts and nothing else.

I walk past him, trying to do it as sexy as I can, but at this point my knees are weak. I don’t know if I can do this.

“Babe, it’s hot outside, what’s with the jacket? Where is your bag?”

He looks at me while closing the door. I take my time untying my belt. I wish I were smoother at this. I wish I’d practiced it before I got here. I’m seriously channeling my inner stripper, but I realize that inner stripper is on fucking vacation because she’s not here. I can hear my heartbeat all the way in my ears.

“My bag is in the car. I figured we could get it after.” I finally manage to untie the knot in the belt and shrug off the jacket, leaving me in my outfit.

I’m standing here in his living room, wearing a lace demi cup bra covering just the tips of my nipples, the underwire pushing them up, making them look fuller than they are. I am wearing a little black ruffled skirt that covers the lace thong that is underneath. I go to turn around to show him the skirt that just barely covers my ass. The skirt is holding up the fishnet stocking with garters.

He says nothing. His blinking is evident, and he licks his lips.

“Um…so...I was thinking that we could maybe just start with the sex?” I whisper, my confidence level going lower because he hasn’t said anything yet.

“You drove here wearing that?”

I look down at myself, folding my arms over my stomach, trying to hide myself now.

“This was a bad idea.” I go to get my jacket.

“Put that jacket on and I will smack your ass,” he growls.

“Um, okay.”

“Babe, I’m giving you three seconds to see if you want to change your mind, because after that I’m taking what’s mine. And I gotta tell you, babe, once I’m in, I’m in.”

He stalks toward me. Anyone else and I would step back, but with him, I know I don’t ever have to be afraid. I know that as long as I’m with him I’m safe.

His fingertip traces the lace of the bra right over the nipple, making it peak. “So fucking perfect.” He traces the other nipple with the same fingertip. “Fucking perfect.” He rolls the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it, sending a shock straight to my core.

“Fucking beautiful.” He leans in, taking the nipple into his mouth, sucking it all in, making the lace stick to my nipple.

“Cooper.”

He does the same to the other nipple. I squeeze my legs together to get some relief. My clit is throbbing, asking for him to rub it, to give it the touch it needs to push me over the edge.

“I knew it would be good.” He grabs me, lifting me, my legs automatically crossing around his waist. He grinds his cock against me, palming my ass in his hands.

“Babe, you come with my cock in you today.” He walks upstairs, kissing my lips, his tongue seeking mine. He drops me on the bed. “Scoot up, and show me that pussy.”

I turn around and crawl away, giving him a good look of my hand rubbing my pussy from behind. “Cooper, I need you.”

I see his patience has snapped when he grabs my foot and flips me around, landing me on my back. I put my back up against the pillows, looking at him taking off his shorts.

His cock free, I lick my lips, knowing that I want him in my mouth. He takes his cock in his hand and jerks himself twice. He knows it’s driving me crazy because I’ve now spread my legs wide, putting my hands in my thong, rubbing my clit, trying to get myself off.

“You make yourself come, you don’t get my cock.”

I groan, pushing myself off the bed. “Cooper, you don’t get your cock in here, I’m going home and fucking BOB tonight. Choice is yours. Your cock or my BOB?”

“Babe.” He takes the pre-cum and rubs it in a circle around the head of his cock.

I’m ruthless now. I spread my legs, showing him my wet pussy. My middle finger goes up and down, my back arching up while I pinch my nipple. I’m in my own world when I feel my arm ripped away from my pussy and instead is replaced with his tongue. He licks all the way up to my clit, circling twice before going back down, tongue fucking me through my lace thong. I’m so fucking close I push his head more into my pussy.

I’m almost there, my breathing getting heavier. My stomach tightens as I grind his face. He leaves me heaving heavy breaths, not sure what is going on.

“Cooper, please.”

“Babe, you come on my cock this time.” He is on his knees in front of me when I hear two things. One is the rip of my lace thong, leaving me open for him, my wetness showing him I’m ready. The second thing is him tearing the condom open. Sitting up, I push his hands away from his cock. I take his cock in my hands and pump it twice just before licking the pre-cum that he spread on him before.

Once I know I have it all, I twirl my tongue around his head, sliding him into my mouth. I suck his cock like I’ve never sucked before, wanting to get him deeper and deeper with every thrust. I know he is close when his cockhead gets bigger in my mouth. He pushes me off, breathing through his nose, teeth clenched.

“Any other time, babe, I’m coming in your mouth. Now, I’m coming in your wet pussy.”

He places the condom on his cock, rolling it down. I’m so turned on watching him, I spread my legs, exposing myself to him.

I insert a finger into my pussy, coating it with my juice. I take it out, holding it up to him. Right before he sucks it into his mouth, I take hold of his cock.

“My pussy needs to be fucked, hard. I’m done waiting, Cooper.”

He smirks down at me with a challenge in his eyes.

He places himself between my legs, and I place my legs around his waist, knowing that if he tries to back away I’ve got him trapped. But he doesn’t back away. He rubs his cock up and down my slit, slapping the tip on my clit, making me arch up.

He takes my bra cups down, making my nipples pop out. I’m groaning with frustration. I need him. I want him, and then he stops torturing us both. He places his cock at my entrance, sliding it in inch by glorious fucking inch until he is all the way in, filling me so fucking completely I don’t think I want him to move.

He knows it’s been a while, so he waits for me to get used to his size. He goes out once, entering again slowly with me arching up to meet him. Once he is all the way in again, he rotates his hips, making my clit ache in need.

“Baby,” I say, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist. “Harder.” I’m pulling my nipples, twisting them in my hands, rubbing my clit on his pubic area.

“Fuck, babe, you are so fucking tight. I can’t move too fast or I’m going to come.”

He pulls out again, this time thrusting a little faster. I move my hand down to play with my clit.

“Cooper, I need you to fuck me harder, please. Baby.” I’m panting, gripping his ass with my nails, and then he snaps, grabbing my hips, and thrusting in so hard I’m almost coming.

“Cooper, I’m going to come.” I’m frantically rubbing my clit. “Harder, baby.” He pulls one leg off his hip and puts it on his shoulder, making him go so fucking deep I see stars. He is pounding into me, and I love every fucking second.

“You’re getting tighter, baby. You’re going to come on my cock.” He thrusts in harder than the last time. “Come on, baby, come on my cock.”

Thrusting in deeper, I groan. “Cooper, I’m going to come.” I’m now matching him thrust for thrust. My pussy is so wet, I feel it dripping down. My stomach gets tight, and when he finally slams inside me one more time, I fucking come. I am fucking coming around his cock.

“Babe, I’m going to come, squeeze me.”

I can’t say a word because my pussy contracts again, taking him with me over the edge. We don’t stop thrusting till we are both coming down from it, with him collapsing on top of me.

“You fucking ruined me, babe,” he breathes in my ear. “Fucking ruined. Sweet as fuck, tight as fuck, wet as fuck. Never better, baby.”

“Cooper.”

“Yeah.”

“Let’s do that again!”

He throws his head back, belly laughing, and promising me we are doing it again and again and again.