TWENTY-EIGHT
Cooper
I stood outside her door and took a deep breath. She answered after the first knock. We stared at each other a moment.
“Why did you walk out like that?” she asked.
“Can I come in?”
“Yeah.”
She stepped aside. I walked in and closed the door behind me.
“Come and have a seat.”
I followed her across the living room to her brown suede couch. We sat at opposite ends. She put her hands in her lap.
“Well?”
“Seeing you with Max upset me, “I admitted.
“Okay, that’s a good start.”
“Don’t patronize me, please.”
“I’m not. Geez. Give a girl a break, would you?”
“I got jealous, okay? Are you interested in him?”
“No, not at all. He asked me to do a story on his security company.”
“You mean our security company.”
She tilted her head to the side.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m investing in the company with him.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“Something isn’t right. I talked to the real estate agent, and no one is supposed to be in that office. It’s been rented already.”
“What, when? And what make you think to do that?”
“Does it matter? I’m a journalist. I can multitask. Well, I was a journalist.”
“A damn good one.”
She smiled.
“Flattery will get you everywhere.”
“Good to know.”
I moved closer toward her.
“It seems like he’s trying to start up the smuggling operation again He could be starting the security firm as a front operation.”
“That mother fucker lied again,” I said, getting more upset.
“Calm down. We should go talk to the FBI. I’ll tell them everything I know.”
“No, I don’t want you involved in this any more than you are already.”
“That’s bullshit,” she said defiantly.
I loved the way she stood up for herself.
“Yeah?”
“Um, yeah. We’re a team now. Don’t you forget it.”
She poked me on the chest with her finger.
“There are a lot of things that make you unforgettable.”
“Yeah? Like what?”
“Like this.”
I scooted over placing one hand on her thigh and one on her neck. I drew her closer until our lips met, insatiable for her physical affection. She kissed me back, her hands on my body, moving up and down my biceps, squeezing and rubbing.
All the nonsense from earlier faded away as we made out on her couch. She occupied all my thoughts. Together, we would reach new peaks of ecstasy. I was sure of it.
She moaned as I moved a hand to her left breast, squeezing it through her white blouse.
“You look so damn hot in that outfit,” I said. “All powerful and business-like.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
I kissed her again, slower this time so we could enjoy the pleasure for as long as possible.
“Take me,” she pleaded, breathless.
I ran my hand up her arm, her skin so soft, silky and smooth. A smile swept over her face as joy poured out of her. I bent and kissed a single inch. And then another. She moaned even more.
Her shirt and bra came off quickly, exposing even more succulent flesh for me to kiss. I loved her long, hard nipples, the way they tasted in my mouth and how they responded to my touch.
She ran her hands through my hair, pressing my head against her chest. I stood and stripped off my shirt as she got to her feet. We kissed again while stripping clothes off each other.
“Sit,” she said, pushing me on the couch.
As I sat back, she got down on her knees between my legs. I stared into her eyes, lost in the cosmic beauty of her soul. She grabbed my cock with one hand and bent to kiss the tip.
I took a deep breath. A smile spread over her face as she tugged and stroked my cock, teasing me. All my concerns faded away as she took me into her mouth.
Her tongue swirled twice before she swallowed even more of me. My cock hardened as she sucked, licked, and kissed every inch of my rapidly swelling flesh.
She pulled her head off, still stroking while looking up at me. Our eyes locked. Only the moment existed, a sweet, precious sliver of time.
I watched as she confidently stood, her long, curly red hair framing her face perfectly. She rolled a condom on my cock then climbed into my lap.
With my hands on her hips and her hands on my chest, she lowered her body, my cock penetrating her warm, wet pussy easily. She scrunched up her face.
“That’s so good,” she said, leaning forward.
I felt her breasts press against my chest. Time stopped, became irrelevant as she rode me, moving up and down in just the right way. That face!
She moaned, obviously enjoying the pleasure at least as much as me. I moved my hands to her breasts, pushing her up. I wanted to see her beautiful face.
As she grinded her body against mine, I squeezed those perfect breasts, loving the size, shape and feel of them in my hands. Her nipples were so damn hard.
“Don’t stop,” she cried, increasing her momentum.
Each time she came down, I thrust upward, savoring the friction. Her pussy was so damn tight.
She moved my hands and leaned forward again, kissing my lips with hers. They were so luscious, wet and willing, able to make me feel things I never thought possible before.
My cock became part of her body. We were connected as one as feelings of pleasure grew and spread throughout my entire being. I curled my toes, fighting back the urge for release.
“I’m so close,” she moaned. “Harder.”
I thrust up as she came down. The only sound I heard was our beating hearts and labored breaths. Her face scrunched up in that way she had, signaling the beginning of the end.
“Yes!” she cried out as her body shook and shivered against mine.
Her pussy muscles contracting around my cock pushed me over the edge. I plunged into her one last time, coming into the condom at full force.
She kissed me on the lips, her tongue sliding into my mouth as we came down from the heights of bliss. Reality and normalcy would return, but for that one fraction of a second, we were two souls with one body. I had felt nothing like it before.
Still breathing heavy, she pulled back and smiled, a look of innocence and joy on her face. My smile widened as I forgot about all our problems and missteps.
“You’re fucking amazing,” I said.
“And you are an amazing fuck.”
I laughed, hugging her body, loving the way her soft, smooth skin felt against mine.
She reluctantly crawled off and stood. We both cleaned up then retired to her bedroom where we laid together and talked for at least half-an-hour about nothing and everything. Her mind captured me even more than her body, which had never happened before.
As I fell asleep, her body curled against mine, I thought about my future, what I needed to do. I wanted nothing but the best in life for her and for us. If we were going to be in a real relationship, I had to do better. She deserved the very best, and I intended on giving it to her.