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I nod, lip between my teeth. One of his piercings slips beneath me, right under my clit as I grind down. “Please.”
“Take me out,” he orders, hands smoothing down my arms.
My hands shake from anticipation as I shove down his underwear and watch his cock spring free. Sighing in awe, I take him in my hand and scoot down his thighs until I can slip him into my mouth. I lick away the bead of precum and moan at the taste, loving the way his chest rumbles in response.
“Deeper. That’s it. Right to the back of your throat,” he grits out, fisting my hair.
The tip hits the back of my throat and then slides further before he’s pulling me back and using his grip on my hair to bring me back up his body. Mint fills my nose before our mouths collide. He tastes like toothpaste, and suddenly, his disappearance to the bathroom makes more sense.
It’s a battle of lips and teeth and tongues as I press us together, both of us bare for the first time. The warm feel of his cock slipping across my core is enough to do me in. I drop my eyes to watch as I rest my hands on his shoulders and drag myself over him, coating him in my arousal.
Fuck, it feels good. The bars beneath the skin of his shaft press against me with each pass of my hips, winding me up and up and up.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask. I’m so riled up that I don’t even recognize my voice.
A sharp nod as he reaches toward my nightstand and grabs a foil packet that wasn’t there earlier. He tears it open and covers himself with the condom.
“There’s no going back after this,” he warns, but it sounds weak.
I wrap my hand around him and hover myself over his lap before lining us up and holding us there. With our eyes locked, I rub the tip over my entrance. His jaw is so tight it looks like it could snap.
“Good. I don’t want to go back.” And then I sink down onto him.
My lips part in awe as I take him inch by inch, my arousal helping with the sheer size of him. I claw his shoulder and drop my head back, unintelligible words falling between us.
“You’re so big,” I whimper.
His piercings rub along my inner walls, adding to the intense pleasure as he stretches me. My eyes are unable to focus as I let my head fall forward so I can try to see how much more of him I have to take. I’m already so full.
“You can take it. I know you can.”
Gripping my hips, he rocks me forward, and somehow, I do. As I bottom out, I hiss, feeling him damn near in my chest.
“Perfect,” he breathes, rocking me forward again, dragging my clit across his pelvis. “So proud of you. “
The praise is like a twist of my nipple. I feel it everywhere.
I circle my hips once and then settle on my knees, letting him slip halfway out of me before slowly taking him back in. The movement has my eyes rolling back, my hands gripping his shoulders as hard as I can.
“You feel so good. So tight and wet,” he groans.
I nod quickly, starting to ride him properly, the promise of release driving me, making me wild. His eyes are so dark they’re nearly black as he watches where we join, and when he settles a hand between us and begins to play with my clit, a deep noise of appreciation escapes him.
“Get there, Adalyn. Come like you’re so desperate to.”
“Cooper,” I breathe, feeling the world dim, my spine tensing.
“My Adalyn,” he rasps.
Thrusting his hips, he slides so deep I go soaring, release taking me to a different place. I cry out, collapsing on top of him, every nerve in my body sizzling with pleasure.
“That’s it.Give it to me.” Cooper pushes my hair from my sticky forehead and cups my face while thrusting into me, desire burning in his eyes, in his entire expression.
Desire for me.
Aftershocks make me squeeze around him as he moves his hand from my cheek to my throat and squeezes my thumping pulse. His grip is testing, and when my eyes roll back in approval of the new sensation, it tightens. He drops his face into my neck and grunts his release into my skin. His grip on my throat is so tight my vision blurs before he releases me, cupping my cheek so softly it’s merely a ghost of a touch.
It’s impossible to fight off a smile as I press my bare cheek to his, the reality of what just happened crashing down on me. Unsurprisingly, I don’t feel a flicker of regret. Only a deep-rooted happiness and satisfaction that lights me up inside.
