Page 79 of A Scoring Chance
I sigh loudly, turning around on the bed and crawling toward the top, wiggling my ass as I go. Cooper’s jersey has ridden up just enough for the cool air of the room to kiss my skin. It seems someone didn’t bother with panties when he changed me earlier.
Cooper groans loudly, causing the walls of my pussy to contract, wanting to be filled a second time. Wetness pools between my thighs before two quick but hard smacks hit my skin. “You’re being a very bad girl, Beauty.”
My hips rise higher in the air as I look over my shoulder at him. Cooper’s eyes are focused between my legs at the wetness coating my inner thigh. “You started it.”
I’m playing a very dangerous game, waiting to see which part of Cooper wins out in this instance. His desire to have me again is written all over his face, but is it stronger than his need to take care of me? I could let this go and take care of the burning need on my own, but I want to see how he will respond. We’ve been playing this cat-and-mouse game with each other for weeks, and now that we’ve crossed the line and slept together, I need more.
“Remember what I said, Beauty.” My hand slides between my legs, pinching my swollen clit between my fingers. Pure pleasure shoots through my body, and my eyes desperately want to drift shut, but I keep them open, locked on Cooper.
“Only good girls get to come.”
“And are you a good girl?” Cooper’s voice drops an octave as he climbs onto the edge of the bed. His hand runs down the curve of my thighs before wrapping my hair tightly in his hand and pulling my head back, elongating my neck and nibbling the sensitive flesh behind my ear.
“No.”
“And you think you deserve to come?” He groans in my ear before pulling it between his teeth.
“Yes.” I moan in satisfaction, knowing I’m going to get exactly what I wanted. “Please. I want your cock.”
I rock back on my arms, grinding my ass down on the bulge in his sweats. “Such a greedy girl.” He chuckles as he pulls his hips back and releases my hair.
I turn onto my back and stare at him, completely mesmerized as he slides his hand under his waistband. I can see the outline of his hand as he grips his cock tightly, stroking up and down as he stares at my pussy. I bite back a groan and pull my bottom lip into my mouth.
“I think I’d like dessert first.”
Cooper licks me until I am pink and raw before tucking me back beneath the covers. I don’t get to eat Ollie’s cooking, but I do get to come multiple times.
Who says being a bad girl doesn’t pay off sometimes?
I wake up to the early morning sunlight coming through the cracks in Cooper’s curtains. His entire body is wrapped around mine, his left arm thrown over my torso, massaging my breasts. I shift my hips back, grinding against a hard cock tucked perfectly between my ass cheeks.
“Good morning,” I croak, my throat still dry with sleep as his hand slides from my breast to my thigh.
“Good morning, Beauty,” he responds, slipping his cock inside of me.
A needy moan escapes my lips as he slips further inside me, hitting the tender spot before pulling back slightly and thrusting forward a second time. “You smell too fucking good.”
I bury my face in the pillow, and the devastatingly delicious pleasure shoots through me as he places a soft kiss on my shoulder.
“You smell like us.” Cooper takes his time, savoring every stroke of his cock as it slides against my G-spot. The same burning need from before builds in my belly, slowly seeping into every part of my body.
I rock my hips backward, forcing his cock deeper inside me. Our breaths catch as a mind-numbing orgasm rips through me. Cooper’s movements quicken, and our skin slaps loudly against each other. His grip on my hip tightens as I climb toward a second orgasm. Pleasure shoots through my body with each pass, my entire body trembling in need.
“I’m going to come again.”
Cooper moves even faster, wrapping both his hands around my waist and pulling me toward him. It only takes a few thrusts before I’m coming again. My mouth opens wide, and silent screams come from my lips.
“Fuck!” he roars, pulling my ass flush against him as long ribbons of hot liquid fill me before he collapses forward.
“That was fucking amazing.” I giggle as my walls flutter again, sending another wave of pleasure through me. My eyes droop closed of their own accord.
“More sleep, and then I’ll take you home,” he grumbles.
“More sleep sounds good.” I bury my nose into his neck as cum drips down my thighs, and I smile before drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
We make it out of bed sometime around nine a.m., but not before Cooper takes me again in the bed and then in the shower for good measure. We finally eat our meal prepared by Ollie, who must know us better than we think because he prepared a simple brunch menu. Monte Cristo sandwiches, buttermilk French toast, Swedish cardamom rolls, and so much more. We had so much food that I insisted on Cooper packing everything up and bringing it to our moms. If it weren’t for them, we never would’ve been able to spend such an amazing night together.
“Are you sure everything is okay at my place?” I ask as we round the corner, my house already coming into view.
