Page 55 of Say You'll Be Nine


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“No, it’s just… this is amazing. I can’t believe you made this for me.”

I shrugged and got back to work. After a few minutes, I heard him doing a video about the little stool and how great it was. I turned back around to face him. When he put the phone away, I said, “I recorded myself making it so you could edit it into a little tutorial. The footage is still in the camera. I used the bigger tripod and threw that other one away.”

His face broke into a big smile. “Did that tripod offend you?”

“Hey, you don’t cut my boyfriend and get to keep your life. Let that be a lesson to all the other tripods out there. I’m watching them.”

The sound of his laughter followed me back into the task at hand. As I worked, I heard him moving around in and out of the main room of the cabin until the familiar click of the computer keys hit my ears. I turned to see him working on the laptop with the camera attached. He’d brought in one of the square folding tables from outside and set it up as a makeshift desk. He’d put both of our water bottles on the table and hooked up his own phone to the Bluetooth speaker before changing out the music I’d been listening to the way he always did when we were both working in here.

I didn’t mind it as long as it made him happy, especially because sometimes he gave me a little private dance when his favorite songs came on. I liked that part a lot.

After a while, it seemed he’d wrapped up the video editing and was just goofing around.

“You could always go grab those magazines to look at for decorating tips,” I suggested. “And if there’s any lemonade in the fridge…”

“Aww, poor baby is thirsty after all of his hard work, huh?” He stood up and came closer.

“I’m a sweaty mess. Stay away unless you want to smell this ripe too,” I warned.

Cooper’s eyes were full of heat. “Yes. I’m so turned off by the sweaty, muscled construction worker in my midst, whatever shall I do?” He put his index finger in the center of his bottom lip and looked so sexy, I wondered if there was enough clear floor space to throw him down on.

He stalked closer. “Maybe I should remove those sweaty jeans from your poor, overworked body?”

I backed up a few steps. “You’re injured.”

He shook his head. “I’m fine. I need some dick therapy.”

I cringed. “That was awful.”

“What can I say? I’m desperate.”

Cooper dropped to his knees right in front of me, and I wasn’t selfless enough to refuse him. My dick was a steel pipe in my jeans, and the sight of Cooper Heath on his knees for me in a pile of drywall dust and construction materials was like my very own porn scene. And there were no cameras filming inside the cabin.

“Fuck,” I breathed as his nimble fingers attacked my fly. As soon as he got my dick out, he began licking it like he was as desperate as he’d claimed. I gently held his chin in one hand and the top of his head in my other. “Oh, fuck. Coop, shit. Like that, just like that.”

He sucked and licked and groaned around my cock until the sounds of our grunts were echoing around the mostly empty space. One of his hands grasped the base of my shaft while the other fumbled in the front of his own pants. As soon as I saw him pull his own dick out and begin to stroke it, I was on the edge.

“Coop,” I warned. “Coop, fuck.” He swallowed me even deeper until all I could feel was his hot, wet throat and his warm breath on my balls. I shot long and deep inside of him, letting go of his head and balling my hands into fists to keep from shoving myself even deeper. “Nghhh!”

Cooper pulled off with a final long suck and then threw his head back with a shout. Cum splattered into the plywood subfloor between my work boots, and a primitive part of me relished knowing that we’d marked this place. Maybe it was stupid, but I felt a possessiveness about this cabin now, and I knew it would be hard to leave it when we were done here.

Cooper leaned his head against my thigh and wrapped an arm around my calf. I threaded my fingers through his hair.

“Thank you,” I said, leaning down to pull him up carefully. “You shouldn’t have done that, but I can’t say I regret enjoying it. I think it’s time for lunch and a nap though.”

He stepped into my body and wrapped his arms around me for a hug. “Mm, only if you come too.”

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