Page 34 of Hexes From Exes

“Why don’t you want me to meet him?” Cooper pressed.

Because he’s a literal demon who sometimes wears human skin to pass as one. “If our schedules align, we absolutely can.”

“Perfect. It’ll be a double date,” he said with a strained smile. Stephanie wasn’t sure how that would happen, unless he somehow convinced his ex girlfriend out to dinner with them. There’s no way he would say yes to that.

“Sounds good,” Stephanie replied, her smile pulled tight. It was only a matter of time before they had their first fight. Honestly, it wasn’t a bad one. Of course Cooper would be jealous of a man she took to the convention in his stead. She should have been more up front about the fact that it was a man. She just kept forgetting that others would see Rick as a human, not as an unattainable demon.

Cooper set his drink down on the coffee table next to the coaster, leaning back on the couch. “I can’t get over how colorful your home is,” he said, his eyes tracing the walls. “And the decorations are…unconventional,” he added.

Stephanie followed his gaze to the dried flowers next to the taxidermized crow on her floating shelves. “Yeah, I liked the dark academia of it all. Makes me feel like I’m in college, like I actually finished my degree.”

“I didn’t know you didn’t,” Cooper said.

“Yeah, I had some trouble in my personal life. My parents died, I took a leave of absence that I just…well, I never went back.” She shrugged. “I think it worked out for the better. I’m not sure a chemistry degree would have done much for my business.”

“That’s impressive, I always figured you had a business degree or something,” Cooper said. “I’m sorry about your parents,” he added, putting a hand on her thigh. He leaned closer to her, tilting his body toward her. Stephanie felt goosebumps erupt along her skin at his sudden closeness, knowing exactly where this is going.

So what if he made a comment about Rick? Maybe it was cute that he was jealous. And he wasn’t necessarily saying anything bad about her condo – just that it was different. If things went well and one thing led to another…she always knew she’d need to redecorate when she moved in with someone else. Life was about compromises and concessions and getting rid of a black painted wall wasn’t that big of a deal. She was single at her age because she didn’t give men a chance and threw her walls up right away, right? This was her relaxing those walls.

Cooper tilted his lips down to hers, capturing her in a soft, slow kiss, stilling her racing thoughts. Her hand landed on his on her thigh, running her hand up his arm, her fingers digging into skin. Cooper’s grip tightened on her thigh, increasing the intensity of their kiss. He pulled her just that much closer, their bodies touching. His other hand went to her hair to thread behind her neck, his fingers running along her scalp. She groaned at the feeling, pressing her breasts into his chest as they continued to kiss and pull closer on the couch.

Cooper didn’t break the kiss as his fingers moved down to her breasts, kneading them from outside of her blouse. His fingers trailed downward to the edge of her shirt, slipping under so he could return to touching her. She groaned into his mouth as his fingers slipped under her bra and started to caress her nipples, getting them hard and peaked. His lips left hers to trace down her jaw, her neck, stopping at her collarbone.

“Is your bedroom as colorful as the rest of the condo?” he asked against her skin. She stood, reaching her hand out to his to lead him to her bedroom.

Once inside the threshold he grabbed her hips, turning to pin her against the wall as his mouth met hers again. His hands were grabbing for the edge of her blouse, pulling it over her head. Her own fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, undoing them in a rush. She wanted to feel his skin against hers, she wanted to feel his mouth on her.

He helped her out of her bra, then went for the buttons on her jeans to help her out of those. She backed up to the bed, wearing nothing now but her panties. He followed her, shucking off his jeans and boxers in the process. His cock was on the smaller side but wide, standing out from him proudly as he advanced on her. She dropped to her knees in front of him, taking his length into her mouth. His precum was salty on her tongue as she slid her lips over the head of his cock, taking just the tip in first. His fingers slipping into her hair, grasping a little too tightly.

Stephanie wanted to go slow. She wanted to work him up with long, erotic licks along his cock. She felt his fingers tighten against her scalp as his cock went further into her mouth, and he pushed her head roughly down on the rest of his length. She felt the choking sensation suddenly, pushing him back by the thigh until his cock popped out of her lips.

“Sorry,” he said. “You just…feel so good,” he groaned from above her.

“Keep your hands to yourself then,” she teased, and he pulled his fingers out of her hair, putting them behind his back.

“I’ll behave,” he said.

“I hope so,” she retorted, going back to sucking him off. Her right hand wrapped around the base of his cock, her left cupped his balls. She felt them tighten in her hands, heard him groan. She smiled. This was what she liked about sucking dick. She liked hearing the men groan as she brought their full length into her throat, swallowing down all she could. Her tongue traced along the base of his dick, flicking along the underside.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to cum,” he warned.

She backed off then, standing to pull him back onto the bed with her. “Do you have a condom?” she asked.

“Oh, yeah, sorry. I didn’t bring any,” he said, not slowing as he crawled over her.

“I have some,” she replied, reaching over to her bedside table.

“You have condoms next to your bed?” he asked skeptically.

Stephanie shrugged as she pulled one out and handed it to him. “They come in handy,” she said. She watched him appraise the condom in the low light of her bedroom, his eyes roving from her to the packet in his hand.

“I just…I just don’t normally use them,” he said.

“Well, all the more reason to use it now,” she replied.

He watched her for a few more seconds before tearing the wrapper open and fluidly slipping it on. He pushed her on her back, spreading her thighs and climbing between them. He lined his dick up with her entrance, slowly pushing himself into her.

She would have liked a little bit more foreplay, but she was so horny she didn’t care. It’d been weeks since the last time she had a man over. She’d hoped that by inviting him over that night he’d have gotten the message that she was hoping for sex.