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Anita felt like she wasn’t herself. She’d completely overreacted when Cooper had told her he wouldn’t let her be the bait for the serial killer. She’d seen red and assumed the worst: that he was a man trying to control her. She hadn’t expected him to confess that he was falling in love with her. At first, she’d thought he was lying so she would relent and give up her—admittedly—dangerous idea. But then she’d looked at him and had seen that he was crushed by the thought that she wanted nothing further to do with him. All he’d wanted to do was keep her safe, and she’d pushed him away. She knew now why: she too was developing feelings, and it scared her, because it was happening so fast.

Yet the rush of realizing that Cooper wanted her just like she wanted him, was too much to resist. So, for the first time in her life, she’d thrown caution to the wind.

More than that: she was doing something completely reckless. She was giving Cooper a blow job while he was driving. And the action sent a thrill through her body that she’d never felt before. She felt desirable and powerful in that moment, because she knew she could drive Cooper crazy with lust.

Anita felt the car slow down, and heard a garage door open, while she continued to suck Cooper’s cock, unable to get enough of him. He was big and beautiful, so perfect that she couldn’t believe her luck. He tasted even better, and his stamina was undeniable.

She heard his voice in the distance, almost as if she was in a trance, and had no idea how they made it out of the car and into the house. But somehow, they were finally in Cooper’s room, tearing each other’s clothes off, kissing and touching each other with an urgency she’d never before experienced.

When they were both naked, Anita fell to her knees before him and looked up at him. Cooper’s eyes were shimmering in a golden hue caused by the bedside lamps, and he put one hand on her face, while he guided his cock to her lips with the other.

She met his gaze and held it while she swallowed inch after inch of his rock-hard shaft. She took him as deep as she could, before he put both hands on her face and began to withdraw gently, then thrust back into her mouth.

Cooper exhaled a shaky breath but didn’t break eye contact. “Babe, you’re amazing.”

With his thumbs he caressed her cheeks, still cupping them lightly, giving her the freedom to pull back if she needed to.

Anita increased the tempo, moving faster up and down his erection, sliding her tongue along the underside of his hard flesh and swirling it around his crown before descending again.

Her hands weren’t idle either. With one, she braced herself on his thigh, with the other she cradled his balls, alternately squeezing and releasing him.

Cooper’s moans filled the room, and he seemed entirely unconcerned that his uncle and aunt might hear him.

“Oh, Baby, fuck! Fuck!”

All of a sudden, he withdrew from her mouth and pushed her back. Before she could protest, he’d pulled her up to stand and she found herself pressed with her back against the wall. A second later, she was suspended in the air, held up by Cooper’s strong arms, her legs spread, her back pressed against the wall.

Cooper plunged into her pussy with one powerful thrust, seating himself deep inside her. All air rushed from her lungs, robbing her of the ability to speak.

“I’m sorry for being so rough,” he said on a harsh breath, “but you’ve gotten me so hot—”

“I love it like this,” she confessed. “I love your cock thrusting hard and deep and fast… please… please fuck me hard.” She’d never begged a man before. But the way Cooper made her feel by taking her with such vigor was new to her, new and exciting, and intoxicating. As if she was getting drunk on the passion he shared with her.

Every nerve ending in her body seemed to vibrate, arousal and pleasure intersected, lust and desire collided until all she could feel were waves shooting through her body igniting little explosions of true bliss. Another wave followed, this one not created by her own body, but originating from Cooper as he climaxed and shot his semen into her.

At the same time, Cooper took her lips, kissing her hard, robbing her of the remaining air in her lungs, sending more waves of pleasure through her body. He suddenly ripped his mouth from hers, and she felt something sting her lower lip, as if a bee had stung her.

“Ouch!”

Cooper’s head reared back, and for a brief second, she saw his lips peel back from his teeth. There was blood on his lips, and he licked it off. She blinked, her heart thundering in her ears. His teeth were hidden behind his lips again, and the blood was gone.

“I’m so sorry,” he apologized quickly. “I was too rough.”

She touched her lip with one finger and looked at the drop of blood she’d wiped away. “It’s okay. It didn’t hurt.” It had only stung for a very brief split second.

“Let me kiss it better.” He leaned in again, and this time his lips were gentle when he licked over her mouth, soothing it.

His tender touch made her relax. She caressed his shoulders, feeling the strong muscles beneath his skin flex, making her aware of how strong he was to be able to keep her suspended, supporting her entire weight as if she weighed nothing more than a feather.

Anita felt weightless and sated. Slowly, he took his lips from hers and withdrew from her sheath, before he set her back down on her feet. She instantly swayed, her knees feeling like jelly. Cooper caught her, holding her in his arms, and she pressed her head to his chest, inhaling his male scent.

“That was…” She didn’t even know how to describe it. “You’re an amazing lover.”

“It’s easy to make love to you.”

“Are you calling me easy?” she teased even though she understood what he meant.