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Wesley grins and I rest my head on his chest again. “I’m pooped,” he says, and I chuckle.
“Me, too.” I reach over and grab a tissue to wipe the cum from my hand and toss it in the trash can by the bed. “Wanna shower in the morning?” I ask, running my not-cum-covered hand through his hair.
He hums and nods. We lay there a second longer, our cum sticky between us before I say, “Thank you. I still can’t believe you did this for me. I loved every second of it.” I feel his lips against my hair and I know he’s smiling.
“Happy birthday,” he says. “I love you.”
I lift my head and press my lips to his. “I love you, too,” I say. And I’ve never meant anything more.
CHAPTER 12
WESLEY
“What are you thinking about?” I ask, stroking Cooper’s cheek as we lay next to each other in bed. “The amazing orgasm you just had?”
He chuckles and plants a kiss on my forehead. Our legs are intertwined and we’re facing each other. After having sex with Cooper for the first time in nine years, my body feels like jello. It’s amazing.
“No,” he says, “But it was incredible.” He strokes my cheek as he looks into my eyes.” I was actually thinking about you surprising me for my birthday when I turned eighteen. You remember?”
I flush and grin. “Shit, that was forever ago. You remember that?”
Cooper’s frowns. “Of course I do. I remember everything.” His words are so tender and sincere. I know he’s telling me the truth.
“Me, too,” I say softly, my throat closing up. I shift closer to him and he takes me into his arms, pressing a kiss to myhair. “God, I hate thinking about all the time we missed out on because we didn’t just talk. Why were we so stubborn and stupid?”
“I don’t know,” he says. “But we’re here now, and I’m not going anywhere.”
I chuckle as I remember something.
“What?” Cooper asks.
“You remember that time we were ridiculously horny, but we were out and we didn’t have any condoms, so we stopped and you ran in and bought some.” I’m laughing now at the memory and Cooper chuckles as I look at him.
“Hey, anyone could have made that mistake,” he says. “I was in a hurry and didn’t look at the package close enough.”
I’m laughing so hard now my stomach hurts. “Your dick looked like a fucking lightsaber,” I cackle, and he jabs me in the ribs, which only makes me laugh more.
“Yes, and you were laughing just as much then as you are now,” he says, a wide smile on his handsome face.
“Glow in the dark condoms, oh man.” I try to catch my breath. “Good times.”
“As I recall, we had a very good time. After you stopped laughing.”
I start cracking up all over again at the image of Cooper’s dick in the dark, glowing bright green. I remember us having to turn the lights up because I couldn’t calm down. We’d ended up laughing a lot over that, before he’d fucked my brains out.
Cooper laughs and tickles me, and we roll around on the bed until I’m laughing so hard I’m crying and can barely breathe. Then he pulls me into his arms and kisses me, slapping me on the ass at the same time. I moan and press against him. I love it when he spanks me. It turns me on so fast. I never thought I’d be one for pain during sex, and I’m not into some of the more intense stuff, but the sting and burn of his hand on my ass iselectric, and the idea of him punishing me in some way, for my sassy mouth especially, god it gets me hard.
“Is that your idea of a spanking?” I ask. “I think you can do better.”
Cooper eyes me. “Is that a challenge?” He squeezes my ass cheek.
“Yes, but not now. That shit is way too loud and I don’t want to scar our families for life.”
“Better behave then.” I moan as he kneads my ass cheeks some more and kisses me again. “You still have those tights and panties?” he asks. “The black ones?”
I grimace. “No. I kind of got rid of everything that reminded me of you after we broke up. But they wouldn’t fit me anymore anyway.”
Cooper frowns, and it’s so pitiful I can’t help stifling a laugh. He’s so damn cute when he’s pouting. He was in loooove with those things. I can’t count the number of times I wore them after surprising him for his birthday, along with all the pairs he bought for me in every fabric, design, and color. Sometimes I’d even wear them to school under my clothes just to tease him, pulling my pants down ever so slightly to give him a glimpse of my underwear, but not letting him touch or get the full picture. The first time, he had been kissing me and had slid his hand just under the waistband of my skinny jeans, then jerked away when he’d felt the satin material of the turquoise panties I’d worn that day, his eyes going wide, and then he’d fucked me senseless in the backseat of my car after his football practice. There was a nice stain on the seat from my cum spilling out onto it, too. Too bad I don’t have that car anymore. We had some good times in it.
