Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Perhaps that was part of the turn-on. He noticed me, he wanted me. And geez, I wasn’t wearing a jersey and I didn’t have a football handy. It was a sweet fantasy to think someone might like me for me and not my job—or former job.
I showed my thanks by unbuttoning his shirt, sliding my splayed palms across his pecs from behind. I tweaked his nipples, licked the shell of his earlobe, and slowly unbuckled his belt.
“They’re saying the Elmwood Pass might open late this afternoon, but I think that’s for emergency vehicles. We won’t get a truck through till tomorrow,” the voice continued as I unzipped his jeans and slipped my fingers around his cotton-clad shaft.
Cooper’s eyes flashed in warning, but he didn’t stop me. “All right. Send out an all-staff email and we’ll do what we can from home. I’ll plan to be in my office…uh…”
I tightened my grip and tugged the elastic over his tip, then rubbed my thumb through the bead of precum. Cooper froze. And just when I was sure he’d push me away, he lifted his hips, lowered his boxer briefs and jeans, and pointed south.
The guy on the line sounded vaguely concerned. “You okay, Coop?”
“Yeah, yeah. Sorry. Incoming text…I got distracted.” He grabbed a fistful of my hair as I took him in, sucking his dick enthusiastically.
Cooper’s thrusting hips and intense gaze were the only encouragement I needed.
“No problem. We’ll talk later.”
Cooper mumbled something that might have been good-bye before he ended the call and gave his full attention to fucking my mouth. If anyone had ever suggested I’d get off by being told I was a sweet cocksucker, I’d have punched them. But the nasty accolades that rolled off Cooper’s tongue revved my motor like nothing had in forever.
I was dirty in the best possible way. I was greedy, I was a cock whore, I was his boy, I was whatever he needed me to be. The praise kept coming—so good, so good, so good.
“Stop.”
I sat on my heels and blinked up at him. “What do you—”
“My room,” he commanded. “Now.”
The trip upstairs was a blur of motion and color as we stripped and fell onto Cooper’s king-sized bed.
My dick was a steel rod now, pulsing and throbbing against my lower abs. I hissed as he gripped my length and kissed a path from my inner thigh to my balls…and my hole.
Whoa. We were going there.
“Ohhh…”
“Relax for me. We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”
Famous last words before he sucked my balls, one at a time, then circled my hole with the pad of his finger, still jacking my cock nice and slow. Holy shit. It felt good.
I moaned, swaying my hips insistently. I wanted that finger inside me. Make it two. But the tip of his tongue grazed my entrance and I forgot my name, address, and home planet.
Cooper chuckled, his nose brushing the base of my cock as he slipped a finger inside. I had no shame whatsoever. I spread myself open to give him all the room he needed, reveling in the sensual onslaught.
Two, maybe three digits moving in and out…
Cooper tonguing my balls or lapping precum from my slit…
It was too much yet not enough.
“Hang on,” I choked out.
He paused, glancing up at me with glistening lips, his eyes blazing with desire. For me. It made me feel powerful and bold. I bent forward and crashed my mouth to his, infusing every sigh and twist of my tongue with pleas for more…more, more.
“Tell me what you want,” he purred, rocking his hips and gliding his erection alongside mine.
I wasn’t sure how to ask for what I wanted, no—needed. And truthfully, I’d always thought that if I’d ended up in bed like this with a man, I’d be the one on top.
But now…
“You. Your cock. Inside me.”
I propped my head on the pillow, my heart slamming against my rib cage as he reached for the supplies. He tore a foiled wrapper and rolled a condom on his rigid pole.
“Let me see you,” he commanded, pouring lube onto his fingers. My breath hitched as he massaged my pucker. “Fuck, that’s a pretty hole.”
“Just…do it.”
“Look at me, Si.” Cooper waited for me to obey. “Have you done this?”
“Taken it up the ass? No.”
“That mouth of yours probably gets you in a lot of trouble. Shh. We’re gonna take this nice and slow. If you want to stop, we stop.”
I met his gaze and exhaled shakily. “Okay, but…I think I’m ready.”
“I know you are.” He kissed my knee as he scooted between my legs. “Eyes on me.”
Cooper positioned himself over me and pushed. I winced at the flash of pain and panted through a wave of intense discomfort.
Okay…this wasn’t so great.
Cooper went still.
He shushed me, rubbing his thumb at my hairline and kissing my cheek. It was sweet…so sweet. I searched for his mouth instinctively and rested my hands on his hips. He inched his way inside, breathing in my jagged gasps for air. Cooper hadn’t been joking about going slow. I braced for a harsh thrust that never came.