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Mr. Charming: A Mistaken Identity Bad Boy Romance by Nicole Elliot (52)

THIRTY

Jade

 

We reached his apartment. Once through the door, we were all over each other again. Things looked as if they might get better. At the very least, we were together.

And if everything worked out, I might go back to being a journalist while his name would be cleared once and for all. I smiled as we made our way to his bedroom.

Clothes came off as if we were in a race. I touched my lips against the skin on his chest, moving lower. He bent and lifted my naked body into the air.

My eyes opened wide as I let out a cry of startled surprise. He grinned, kissing my lips as he walked to his bed, prey in his arms. In that moment, I craved his cock being inside me.

He laid me down on the comforter, still kissing me. On my back and lying lengthwise on the bed, he stood and kissed my neck. I moaned, loving his lips against my skin.

The kisses continued lower. He suckled one nipple then the other, all the while his hands roaming over the rest of my body, making me feel like the only person in the world.

When his mouth reached my stomach, I sat up on my elbows and scooted back. He crawled onto the mattress between my legs, kneeling and looking down at me. His cock swayed back and forth.

He leaned down and pressed his body against mine while kissing my lips once again. His strong, powerful tongue slid against mine, making my whole body tingle. I pushed his shoulders down.

A wicked grin slipped onto his face as he held himself up with his arms and stared into my eyes. Ever so sensually, he kissed my skin, moving lower down my body as I pushed, speeding him along.

Nestled between my spread legs, he stared into my eyes as his tongue barely touched my pussy lips. I sighed, all my worries washed away.

I ran my fingers through his hair, loving the soft, fullness of it. He licked me more insistently, his broad, flat tongue running from bottom to top then back again.

Blood rushed between my legs as my clitoris came out to play. He nibbled and teased at the tiny nub, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

He thrust a finger inside my wet, tight pussy and wiggled it like a worm, almost pushing me over the edge. I groaned, arching my back and lifting my hips into the air.

“You taste so good,” he whispered, breathing heavily.

My own breaths came fast and furious as my heart pounded. The rest of the world faded away as he slid another finger to join the first. Together, they danced.

“Oh, Cooper,” I begged.

“Yes, baby. Come for me.”

The sound of his voice took me to that special place. My mind exploded as my body convulsed, ecstasy running through my entire body. I looked down and saw him staring up at me.

“Fuck me like it’s our last,” I said.

A look came over his face, one I would never forget the rest of my days. It combined lust, love, hunger, and trust, a powerful combination of emotions and virtues.

He entered me quickly, his condom-covered cock sliding in easily. All the feelings of pleasure built up once again as he pushed in and out, faster and harder with each stroke.

I ran my hands over his strong arms as they held him up. The look of determination on his face made me so fucking hot. For a moment, I saw myself spending the rest of my life with the man.

Our bodies moved together as one. He lifted my legs into the air, pounding with more ferocity, fucking my pussy like it might be our last time and he wanted to make it count.

My second orgasm hit unexpectedly, especially so soon. I felt his throbbing cock deep inside me as I came, my pussy clenching around him. He didn’t stop fucking me.

“Yes, baby,” I cried, delirious with joy.

He contorted his face and squinted his eyes.

“Fuck!” he cried out as he came.

I had never seen him lose his composure before. The physical side of our relationship had somehow merged with the emotional, making the sex between us that much better.

His stroke slowed down, then finally stopped. He pulled out of me. I kissed him before he moved to the bed beside me. Both of us stared up at the ceiling, enjoying the afterglow.

“Now that was an afternoon delight,” I said.

He laughed, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.

“Right? Wow. That was unreal.”

“It keeps getting better,” I said, my hand on his thigh.

“You can say that again.,” laying his hand on top of mine.

I smiled, glowing inside and out.

“I’m not ready to go back to work tomorrow.”

“Thanks for calling off today and going with me.”

“I want to help with this. I mean, if I can get the story…”

My voice trailed off as I got lost in my thoughts.

“I want to make sure you’re safe.”

He rolled over on his side and stared into my eyes.

“You mean a lot to me, Jade. More than any woman before.”

“Hopefully there weren’t too many,” I teased.

“None in your league. Trust me.”

I kissed him on the lips, never able to get enough of the sweetness. As we enjoyed the moment of bliss, I let my mind wander willingly until all hell broke loose.

Someone pounded on the door of his apartment.

“Stay here,” he said, getting out of bed.

Still naked, he grabbed a robe, threw it on, and walked out of his bedroom.

“Hands up!” someone shouted.

I crawled out of bed, gathering my panties and bra. Before I had them all the way on, the bedroom door burst open and two men in black suits with guns drawn rushed in.

“Freeze!” one shouted.

I screamed, dropping my bra.

“Let her get dressed,” Mr. Sorenson said, walking in. “She’s not coming with us.”

“What the hell is going on?” I asked, my arms crossed over my bare chest.

“Max testified against Cooper. We’re bringing him in.”

“That’s bullshit. We had a deal.”

“That was before we knew your boyfriend was still involved.”

“But he’s not!”

“Do you know that for a fact?”

The agent stared into my eyes a moment before his gaze dropped to my chest.

“Get out of here!” I yelled, furious.

“I’ll be out here waiting to talk with you,” he said with a grin.

After he left, I rushed to get dressed. Would Cooper still be out there in the living room?

What the hell was going on? Why did my life always have to fall apart once it was going well?

I received no answers in the living room from Mr. Sorenson. He would give me no information other than I was not to have contact with Cooper or Max.

He ignored my complaints and left. They had already taken Cooper away. I had no idea if he was okay or if they had hurt him. My eyes teared up as his apartment door closed.