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TEN
COOPER
A ticking sound draws my attention, but the ice bouncing off the roofs isn’t the most interesting thing I see when I peek out the window. Maren is on her way across the street. A quick look at my phone shows she hasn’t texted or called, and instead of knocking, I hear her key rattle in the office door. There’s no plausible reason for her to enter the office on a Friday night. Nothing work related anyway.
I slip into the kitchen area to wait as she starts down the hallway. She gasps when I slip up behind her and wrap my arm around her waist. “Sneaking into my bedroom, sweetheart?”
“Don’t call me sweetheart.” She turns around and takes a step back. The tiny hallway doesn’t allow her to get more than a step away, and faint light from the kitchen window outlines the scowl on her face. “Why are you looming in the dark?”
“Why are you creeping down the hall?”
Tension thickens the air while she hesitates to answer. Her eyes appear dark in the gloom and her chest heaves under a frustrated breath before she slams her palms into my chest, shoving me against the wall. My tongue delves between her lips the second they touch mine.
What she said to me has echoed in my head since yesterday. I could take everything you can give and ride the fuck out of you. Her confidence and boldness is fucking sexy. I’ve never wanted to make someone come so badly.
I tilt her head, reveling in the little moan she lets out as our tongues clash and battle for dominance. Her hands are on my ass, pulling me forward, and she grinds against my quickly hardening cock through my sweatpants. Without breaking the kiss, I pick her up and carry her back to the bedroom.
The moment her ass hits the bed, she sits up and reaches for the waistband of my pants as I stand in front of her, pausing with her eyes on mine until I nod. Like there’s a chance in hell that I wouldn’t want her to continue.
Seconds later, her hot mouth engulfs my cock and any thoughts in my head fall out of both ears. I fist my hand in her hair, and her short nails dig into my hip. She draws me in, curling her tongue around. There’s no slow work up to it, and the way she goes straight to suction has my body jerking and a moan spilling out into the room.
Her movements are eager and deliberate, but the pace is unhurried, steady. It’s the best blow job I’ve ever had, and it ends abruptly a couple of minutes later when she gets to her feet to peel her leggings and panties off.
I kick my pants aside, then pull her sweater off over her head. Her skin is flushed. Plump breasts with little pink nipples beg for my mouth and her breath catches when I suck one between my lips.
She catches my wrist and pushes my hand down until I slip my fingertip over her clit. Her eyes close and her head tilts back as I slide one finger inside of her. A soft curse escapes her lips before she presses them to mine again. Kissing me, she moves us back a few steps, away from the bed to the love seat.
Fine by me. I sit down and she straddles me. When I reach down to finger her again, she slaps my hand away like it’s a bothersome gnat and sinks down on my cock, taking almost all of me. “Oh fuck yes.”
I grab her hips, and she rises again, coming down to take every inch. With a groan, she throws her head back, plants her hands on my shoulders and rides me. No lies were spoken when she told me she was good. Her hair hangs down, obscuring her face until I wrap it in my hand. When I pull it, I feel her pussy clench and she starts moving faster.
She’s wild. All that anger and frustration is being taken out on me. Every clash of our bodies together, every frantic devouring kiss is better than the last. She’s chasing what she desperately wants and it’s the sexiest thing.
When her hands grasp at my arms and she struggles a little to keep going, I grab her hips, thrusting upward into her until she throws her head back with a cry. The sight of her and the noise she lets out shoves me over the edge as much as the feel of her pulsing around me. I pull her down hard, burying my cock deep, and let go with her.
Before I can remember my own name, she climbs off me, snatches her clothes from the floor, and retreats into my bathroom. Shit. Is she going to regret it already?
I pull on a pair of shorts, and she emerges, fully dressed. “Are you okay?”
Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes bright. She licks her puffy lips and rakes through her messy hair with her fingers. “Of course I am.” It’s the only thing she’s said since she asked me why I was looming in the dark. I reach for her, and she plants a quick, firm kiss on my lips, then steps back to slide on her shoes. “See you later.”
With that, she rushes off. The sound of the office door being locked echoes down the hall.
See you later? What the hell just happened? She really let herself in, blew me until I was good and hard, took what she wanted and left. I’m not sure what I expected but a fuck and run would’ve been low on the list. Chuckling, I head for the shower and get ready for bed.
The temperature outside has plummeted and the wind howls around the trailer, revealing how poorly insulated it is. I bump up the heat, then peek out of the window. My truck has disappeared under a layer of snow with an icy crust and any tracks Maren made on her quick exit have already been covered up.
Plugging my phone in, I hop into bed and send her a text. I’ll spare her from being the one to break the awkward aftermath.
Me:
I was the victim of a run-by fucking. Suspect is a feral fox with killer skills. Be on the lookout.
Maren:
That sounds unlikely.
Me:
