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Their mouths met and he swore she was trying to inhale him with the intensity of her kiss. He had no idea how long it went on for, fucking into her over and over, reveling in every cry of passion and every demand for more. Could have been minutes, hours, hell a whole day could have gone by before Shell ripped her mouth away and yelled, “Fuck, Copper, I’m coming again.”
Her small body went rigid in his arms as her pussy nearly crushed his cock. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chanted, banging her head against his chest. He never let up, pummeling her with his cock through her orgasm. When her shaking finally subsided, she shifted her head and captured his nipple between her teeth. A shock of electricity zinged straight to his cock. The most mind-altering orgasm he’d ever experienced blasted through him, catching him off guard with its intensity. His back arched and he shouted, shooting his firehose-strength release into Shell’s warm, willing body.
Just as he was coming down off the high, an aftershock moved through Shell. Her core squeezed his overly sensitive cock, making him jolt. With his hands still full of her ass, she jerked forward as he lurched back. And damn that slippery dresser. Shell slid straight off the bureau and crashed into Copper. Since he was already on a backward trajectory, he couldn’t catch his balance. As they careened toward the ground, Shell’s surprised shriek filled the air along with the sound of shattering glass. He’d had an empty rock’s glass on top of the dresser. Not anymore.
The wooden floor broke their fall, a thin rug doing nothing to cushion his tailbone. Shell landed on him with another shrill cry. Thankfully his dick slipped out of her or he might have been maimed. An ER trip due to broken dick wasn’t how he envisioned the rest of the evening playing out.
“Holy crap, are you okay?” Shell asked at the same time a “What the fuck?” sounded in the hallway.
Thankfully, the moment Copper heard someone yell in the hall, his brain kicked into gear. He reached for his bed, and yanked a blanket off, tossing it at Shell.
Chaos ensued, a million things happening at once. The blanket floated down over Shell’s head, ghost-style. A short pound on his door was immediately followed by the damn thing flying open revealing a panicked Maverick, Zach, and Rocket. “Fuck boss, you okay? We heard a crash and some fucking glass shattering,” Zach said before the door was fully wide.
“Copper!” Shell said in an exasperated tone as she started to sift her way out from under the blanket. “What the hell?”
“Don’t move that blanket. We’re not alone, babe,” he said which made her squeak under the blanket.
“Who’s here?”
Mav was the first to lose his shit. The asshat doubled over, laughing so hard it turned into a strangled choke. Zach and Rocket followed closely behind until all three dipshits were practically pissing themselves with hilarity.
“Fuck you all.” Copper said. “Can you get the fuck out of my room?”
“N-No,” Mav said between bouts of laughter. “No I don’t think we can do that. At least not before this.” He whipped his phone out of thin air and snapped a picture. “Priceless.”
“Oh man,” Zach said, wiping his eyes. “The fuck kinda kinky shit you two get up to?”
“Copper, what the hell is going on?”
He looked up at his woman, straddled over his naked body, a blanket fully covering her body, head included, and he couldn’t help but join his brothers in their amusement. “Nothing, babe, these assholes just think they’re funny.”
“Well get them out of here! And did I hear someone take a picture? Was that you Maverick? If you don’t delete it, I’ll tell Stephanie to stay away from your itty-bitty penis for a month!”
The men started laughing all over again at the waif of a woman sitting astride a huge naked man with a blanket over her head. All but Maverick. He snorted and said, “Please, like that woman could make it two days without my cock.”
“Maverick!” Shell screeched.
“Yeah?”
“Get the hell out of here!”
“All right, fuckers, show’s over,” Copper said. “Get the hell out of here. Send Thunder up in ten minutes to clean the fucking glass.”
The men filed out, still laughing. When the coast was clear, Copper tugged the blanket off Shell’s head. Hair a mess, cheeks flushed from the heat of being covered with a blanket and a bit of anger, and hands on her hips, she looked sexy as fuck. His mouth curled into a huge smile. He’d laughed more in the past five minutes than in the last year combined. Shell did that. She softened him in some ways, brought levity and joy into his life. On the surface, it seemed to be nothing but positive, but would it change him too much? Would she dull his sharp edges to the point he’d lose his advantage as a leader?
