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She shakes her head as I pull out my phone to send her some money. “Don’t be silly. Just bring me some more of that banana bread when you bake again.”
“You got it.”
A rush of cold air whips up my skirt when Cooper opens the office door. He turns and locks it, then starts unbuttoning his shirt. Since when does he wear a button up shirt? He lives in tees and sweatshirts. Why is that what I’m focusing on since he’s now unfastening his belt too?
“What are you doing?”
“Giving you what you want.”
Bounding to my feet, I take a step back. “Have you lost your mind? I don’t want that.”
His pants get shoved down revealing his lack of underwear. “Then why are you naked?”
“I’m not—” A glance down stops me mid denial. Not a stitch of clothing covers me.
He stalks over, and my feet have me glued in place. His hand fists my hair, tilting my head back and his hot mouth on my neck makes me groan. “That’s more like it, now let me tell you what’s going to happen. I’m going to put you against that wall and fuck you until you can be nice to me. Understand?”
“We’re going to be here forever then,” I breathe, and his chuckle vibrates on my skin.
I’m spun around until my back hits the wall. Without another word, he raises my leg and plunges inside me. An instant orgasm pierces me, and my cry shakes me awake.
Coated in sweat with my sheet twisted around me and the flutters of the real orgasm still fading, I curse at the sight of my ceiling.
Not again. Two weeks. It’s been two damn weeks since I saw him step out of that shower and I’ve dreamed about him like this every night. Sometimes we’re in the office, sometimes we’re in a random trailer, and once we were even on a beach, but regardless of location, they all lead to the same thing. Him fucking my brains out. This is the first time I’ve actually came from it. Despite me taking care of myself often, even trying out the dildo from Louise, it keeps happening and it’s pissing me off.
He's pissing me off. Because I know he’s doing it on purpose. Not invading my dreams—I’m not that unhinged—but he’s trying to turn me on. He always smells so good, leans in too close to me, and spends way more time than he needs to in my space. It’s driving me insane.
I don’t want him. I don’t even like him. I spent a good twenty minutes yesterday fantasizing about putting him inside a jar and shaking the fuck out of it. He’s a means to an end that I have to put up with to make good money and get Happy Haven’s improvements taken care of. What I need is to get laid, to break this celibacy streak and put an end to these urges. I’m going to drag my friends out to the bar soon.
My alarm blares, my cue to drag myself out of bed. At least I won’t be seeing him as much today. He’s supposed to be working with Dylan to replace a floor.
Cooper has gone all in on the repairs, I’ll give him that much. Happy Haven is a chaotic mess of construction, pipes being dug up, roofs and walls in the process of being replaced. The laundry room is gutted, and the community building is being cleaned out. I’ve spent hours sorting through old paperwork that was stored there to see what can be tossed—most of it—and shredding it, a job I’ll be continuing today. Alone, with my music playing and a fat iced coffee. Maybe it’ll be a good day.
Cooper looks up at me from the pile of boxes that have been moved from the community building when I walk into the office. “Don’t text or call Dylan today. He’s sick.”
“Is he okay?” We’ve spent very little time together, but he’s always kind to me and the other tenants.
“Stomach flu. I told him to keep his ass far away for at least twenty-four hours.”
“Good call. I’d rather not catch it.”
He raises an eyebrow at me, and I look away before the smirk I know is next. “Was that a compliment? Did you just tell me I made a good decision?”
Sighing, I set my stuff down on my desk. “Don’t you have a floor to fix?”
“You’ll be rid of me soon. Scoot that box out of the way so I can move this table. I’m going to put you against that wall.”
“What?” I exclaim, my voice hushed as my head whips around. I’m going to put you against that wall and fuck you until you can be nice to me.
His brow furrows. “I said I’m going to put it against that wall. Unless you have some objection.”
“Oh, whatever. I just…didn’t hear you.” Okay, this is ridiculous. I have to get it together. He gives me another glance when I slip my earbuds in and get to work. My nipples are trying to pierce my bra and it’s too damn early in the day for me to be this worked up. It’s not because of him. He’s just the only male near me. Still, I’m glad when he leaves because being horny and trying to ignore it is hard enough without being watched.
The morning drags by and even though work distracts me a little, the sexual frustration still bubbles under my skin. It’s almost time for lunch when Cooper returns and Pops walks into the office right behind him.
“Is everything okay?” I ask. He doesn’t usually visit while I’m working.
“All good. Have you heard the weather warnings yet?”
