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Eventually, we found ourselves on the dance floor. Truth be told, I had the rhythm of a banana slug, but I didn’t care, and Cooper was helping me along anyway. Both of his hands were on my hips in a way that made my pussy wet. Overtaken by emotions and hormones, the beer not helping either, I kissed him. It was a crazy moment of wild abandon, throwing everything I had ever been taught about being a proper lady out the window. And it was fucking amazing. Particularly when he kissed me back.
His hands gradually moved from my hips to my ass. I gasped softly. Cooper was the first man to ever touch me there. I was surprised and thrilled at the same time. My mind spinning, thinking a million things at once, I started to gently grind against him. The feeling of his rock hard thigh heaven against my wet pussy. Everything seemed to be headed toward a one-night stand.
“You want to try something really different?” he asked, out of the blue.
“You dare me?” I asked, hoping against hope he was going to ask me to go home with him.
“If that what it takes?” Cooper said in a way that made me tremble most deliciously.
“Do tell.”
“I dare you to ride the mechanical bull.”
“I will if you do,” I challenged.
“Honey, I’m counting on it.”
Riding the bull was a bizarre feeling. Scary, exciting, and arousing at the same time. I really hadn’t expected the saddle to rub up against me the way that it had, the vibration of the mechanisms, and my silk panties assisting with the process. I was near an orgasm by the time it was over, beating Cooper’s record time by .8 of a second.
“Good job,” he said, helping me down off the saddle.
Indeed it was. A fact it was almost impossible to get me to shut up about as he settled our tab. I was just so excited to have done so well at something utterly new to me—like finding out that you were really good at darts without ever having thrown before. I was sure there was a degree of beginner’s luck as well as the dumb kind, but that did little to damped my enthusiasm.
Chapter Five
Sarah
Out in the warm Nevada night, Cooper started walking. Even with his apparent tolerance to alcohol, he still wasn’t about to drive. I caught up to him, his long, powerful legs giving him a distinct advantage, and wrapped both my arms around his, laying my cheek against his shoulder. I was dizzy both from the bull and also from my wicked attraction to him.
“Want to share a cab?” Cooper asked, seemingly unflappable.
“My apartment is only a few blocks away,” I said, noticing the cross street.
“Would you like me to walk you home?” he asked, like a gentleman.
“That would be lovely, thank you,” I said, resisting the urge to take on a Southern accent.
As we walked, Cooper letting me lead the way, he took my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. The chemistry between us was undeniable, and I was confident he felt it as much as I did.
All too soon, we were at the front entrance of my building. It should have ended there. I was a good girl, and that was what good girls did. Were I following the proper protocols, the most he might get was a peck on the cheek.
Fuck the proper protocols.
“Would you like to come up?” I asked.
“More than anything,” he confessed.
As Cooper put his hand back on my ass, giving me a little squeeze, releasing pleasure through my body like squeezing juice from an orange, he let me lead the way up to my place. Kissing the back of my neck as I unlocked the door, he scooped me up into his arms as soon as it gave way, taking the click of the lock as a sort of starter’s pistol. Kissing me deeply, my arms gently around his neck. Cooper closed the door with his foot. We were going to fuck, and I was finally going to know what it felt like to have a woman’s pleasure.
Sensing his way into the bedroom, Cooper lay me down gently on the bed. No sooner had I touched the duvet than he began to undress me. Making quick work of my boots and socks, he started on my jeans. Bending my legs so my bare feet were up in the air and my knees were near my tits, he got them off in one smooth move, taking my panties along with them. Then it was the peng-in’s turn. Undoing the buttons one by one, he planted a soft kiss on every inch of my flesh as it was revealed to him.
“No bra?” he asked when he got to the part where the front should have been.
I shook my head rapidly giddy with excitement and so glad to have him touch me. Everything Cooper did filling me with such incredible joy.
