Chapter Twenty-Two

It’s been four days since we have come back from Mexico, and my ass is still dragging. I think it does have to do with the fact that I’m just not sleeping as well anymore. I miss Cooper in my bed. I miss waking to him snuggling me or waking to his mouth doing delicious things to me. Just the thought has me squirming on the ice while he skates by backward only to turn around and skate around me.

I’m not sure how he knows, but he stops right next to me, snowing my feet while he does this.

“What’s the problem?” he asks when he steadies his breathing.

“Um, nothing. I’m just tired, is all.” The kids have been at my house since I got back and are leaving on Saturday, so I’ve been without him in the morning since we got back, and I fucking miss it.

“You have that look in your eye.” He comes closer.

“What look?”

“The look that says your pussy needs me.” He takes off his helmet, his hair stuck to his forehead.

“And what look is that exactly?” I’m wondering what this look is since I know I really can’t do it when we are out in public.

“The look where you would eat me whole if I were naked,” he says, adjusting his pants, and I laugh because I know he is wearing a jock, which is quite constricting.

“Okay, fine, I miss you, okay? I miss waking up with you.”

He takes off his gloves, turning around to skate away.

“Where are you going?” I look at the clock and notice we still have thirty minutes of ice time left.

“I’m going to shower. I’ll be done in ten. After that I’m going to eat dessert.” He smirks, making my stomach flip and my pussy wet.

“Oh, really, you know that I could say no to that.” Pfft, really, I can never say no to that, but let’s not give away the farm.

“Babe, I smell your pussy from here. Go put on those booty shorts. Skip your panties. They will just get in the way.” And just like that he is gone down the tunnel leading to the dressing rooms. I do the only thing I can do. I go and put on my booty shorts without panties.

Ten minutes later when I walk into the dressing room, I see Cooper coming out of the shower, a towel held loosely around his hips by one hand while the other runs through his damp hair. There are a couple of drops left on his chest, and I’m salivating just thinking about licking him.

“Don’t you look good like that. I’ve missed this sight,” I say with a sly smile. Even though he said he wouldn’t sleep over with the kids there, it doesn’t mean he hasn’t been over when they go to bed.

“You know what I’ve missed?” he asks, his blue eyes piercing into mine. “Your pussy on my face.”

And just like that I squirm, my clit throbbing. I press my thighs together to get some sort of friction. It helps that there is nothing but my booty shorts blocking my nub.

He leans on the doorway, making his towel fall, showing me his cock. Which has come to life. It’s rigid, it’s thick, and it’s ready. He strokes himself, looking at me. “Like what you see, baby?”

I can’t even answer, so I just nod my head up and down.

“Come here.” His voice is demanding.

I walk to him, stopping when I’m close enough to join his hands with my own. The minute I fist his cock in my hand, he lets out a groan, throwing his head back.

On my tippy toes I’m able to kiss his neck. His head bends forward, and I feel his breath on my neck. He takes this opportunity to slide his hand into my shorts. He palms my pussy, making two fingers slip through my pussy lips, gliding his fingers into it.

I turn my face to meet his lips. While he nips my lips, I open my mouth, and he slides his tongue inside. Our tongues dance with each other. The kiss turns more frenzied, until he pulls away from me and turns me so my back is to the wall.

“Time for me to eat my sweet pussy.” Kneeling in from of me, he puts his mouth straight on my clit, sucking it in his mouth with my shorts. My back arches up while one hand goes in his hair.

“Missed you so much, Cooper.” I pull his hair, just when he has moved the shorts over, presenting him with my swollen pussy.

“So good.” He licks up with his tongue flat then pointing when it curls around my clit.

“Missed this in the morning,” he says, inserting two fingers in.

“Cooper, we don’t have time.” I’m panting. It’s been not even twenty-four hours, but lately it feels like an eternity.

He pumps in furiously while sucking on my clit. I’m so close, it’s right there. I can taste it, I can feel it. It’s right there.

“Hey, Parker, are you around here somewhere?” I hear Adam yelling. Bursting my bubble, I push Cooper off me so I can cover up all my lady bits. I’m hissing almost like a snake.

“Fucking hell, who the fuck did I piss off up there that this is happening right now?” I’m saying it more to the universe than to Cooper, who is just laughing while picking up his towel and securing it around his waist.

“Guess you are going to give me a rain check,” he says, still smiling while leaning down and placing a delicate kiss on my neck.

“Do I have a choice right now? Get your ass dressed and out there before they think we are doing something dirty in here.” I’m not only angry, I’m frustrated. I went years without sex, and now all of a sudden twelve hours is like undergoing a root canal. It’s fucking torture.

“Easy there. I’ll make it up to you tonight, double time. Does that make you feel better?” he asks while putting on his boxers and shorts, covering up my happy place.

I groan out loud while rubbing my face. “Promises, promises, Stone. I’ll see you out there.” And with that, I turn around to the sound of him belly fucking laughing, making me even more pissed, vowing that he is going to work triple time tonight. Now that thought puts a smile on my face!