A J. S. Cooper Box Set

by Cooper, J. S.

  “Okies, I’m out. See you fools later.”

  “Eden, sometimes I wonder about you.” Hudson laughed and gave her a quick hug. “Be safe and call if you need anything.”

  “Yes, brother of mine.” She rolled her eyes and ran to the door. “Don’t worry. I’m not about to lose my V-card tonight.” She laughed again at her brother’s expression and ran out the front door. “Be safe, bitches. See you soon.”

  “I don’t know where she got that mouth from.” Hudson grinned at me.

  “Haha. You know Eden. She’s always got the slang down.”

  “I wish she’d get her grades up.” He sighed. “So what about you? What are your college plans?”

  “I’m thinking I’ll go to State and study journalism.”

  “I’ll have to show you around when you come visit.” He smiled. “I thought you were going to go to Duke or something?”

  “I was thinking about Vanderbilt and Duke but decided State is fine.” I looked down. “It’s cheaper.” And I’ll be closer to you, I thought to myself.

  “Makes sense.” He nodded and grabbed my hand. “Let’s get out of here.”

  We ran out of the house and to his car before stopping. “Want to just walk to the beach?” Hudson looked at me. “Or would you prefer to take the car?”

  “Let’s walk.” I nodded, suddenly excited. “But maybe we should get a towel or something.”

  “Hold on.” He grinned at me and ran back inside. About five minutes later, he came back outside with a bag and a cocky grin. “Let’s go.”

  The walk to the beach seemed to flash by in a blur. All I could think was, He’s holding my hand. Hudson Blake is holding my hand. It felt surreal. And I still felt a bit bad. Even though he had said he was about to dump Clara, he hadn’t yet. What I was doing was still wrong. I felt bad about it, but I wasn’t really thinking about it. I was too caught up in the moment. I’d never felt this excited and exhilarated before. I was with Hudson and we were about to do something bad—really bad—yet I felt so good.

  * * *

  “Are you ready?”

  We stood at the edge of the water and stared up at the moon. There was a cool chill in the air, but I didn’t feel cold. In fact, I felt as if my body were burning up. I looked over at Hudson and gasped as he pulled off his shirt and pants in front of me.

  “I don’t know,” I whispered, suddenly shy. “I, uh, need a minute.”

  “Sure.” He smiled at me, and I watched as he pulled his boxers down as if he didn’t have a care in the world. I stared at his manhood and froze. I couldn’t believe it. I was seeing him naked. “See ya.” He grinned at me and ran into the ocean. I watched as he swam a few strokes and then jumped back up. “You coming in?”

  “Yes.” I called out and stared at him in the ocean. He was waiting for me, and I felt as if I were in some indie movie and this was some poetic scene.

  I took my clothes off slowly, feeling shy but excited. I was so excited that my fingers were trembling in anticipation. I couldn’t believe that this was happening. The air felt weird against my naked skin. I stood there in my bra and panties and took a step towards the water. I saw Hudson staring at me. I couldn’t see the expression in his eyes, but I knew he was anticipating this moment as much as I was. The moonlight shone down on him, and for some reason, he reminded me of a werewolf.

  “What’s so funny?” he called out to me as I started laughing.

  “Nothing.” I shook my head, quickly unclasped my bra, and then ran into the ocean. I was too scared to take my panties off. It felt like the moment would be too real if I went completely naked. It was like I was giving myself to him on a silver platter. I didn’t want to be easy.

  I dove into the water and stayed underwater as I swam. I wanted my body to become accustomed to the cold water. I came up for air and stared at the sky for a few moments before looking for Hudson.

  “Over here,” he called out and waved his hands. He was only a few feet away, and I swam over to him slowly. “Hey.” He smiled at me as I reached him.

  “Hey.” I smiled back at him, treading water carefully. I made sure that only my head was above water. I was too shy to let him see my naked breasts.

  “It feels nice, doesn’t it?”

  I nodded. “Yeah, the water is refreshing.”

  “Yeah, it is.” He reached over and touched my face for a second. “Sorry, I was wiping away some water. You had some on your face.”

  “I’m in the ocean,” I replied stupidly and we both laughed.

  “So how does it feel?” He floated on his back.

  “It’s different.” I decided to be brave and float on my back as well. I felt my breasts bobbing at the top of the water. It felt weird and different, but also kind of nice. I felt like I was one with nature.

  “The stars are really bright tonight.” He continued with his small talk and I realized that he was nervous as well.

  “I wonder if we’ll see a shooting star.”

  “What would you wish for if you saw one?” he asked as we both stared up into the night sky.

  “Nothing,” I answered softly. “I wouldn’t wish for anything. What about you?”

  “Nothing either,” he said. “This moment is pretty much perfect. I don’t think I could wish for anything more perfect than this.”

  “Me either,” I whispered back. I felt as if my heart were going to burst out of my chest. And then I felt his hands around my waist as he pulled me to him. I wasn’t afraid or scared as I felt my breasts crush across his chest.

  “Hey.” He smiled down at me. There was a look of intensity in his eyes as he searched mine.

  “Hey again.” I felt his hands gripping my back, and instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist.

  “You’re wearing panties.” He laughed and I looked up at him curiously.

  “How did you know?”

  “Because if you weren’t, we’d be making love right now.” He winked at me and pushed my butt forward. I gasped as I felt something hard between my legs.

  “Oh.” I blushed, glad that the night sky was hiding my embarrassment and lust.

  “Maybe you shouldn’t keep your legs like that,” he groaned into my ear and I looked at him again.

  “Why?”

  “Because your panties might not remain on for long.”

  “Oh.” I laughed nervously, wishing that I’d taken them off before I’d gone into the ocean.

  “How many boys have you been with, Riley?”

  “None.” I bit my lower lip as I waited to see how he was going to react. “Hopefully that will change tonight.”

  “Are you sure you want me to be the one?” He struggled with the words, and I nodded my response. “We don’t have to do this.”

  “I want you to be the one.” I looked into his eyes. “I like you.”

  He grinned at me. “I like you too.”

  “You were my first kiss and I want you to be my first, you know…lover.”

  “I don’t want to do this if you aren’t ready.”

  “I want it to be special,” I whispered. A part of me was screaming at me that this wasn’t special. It wasn’t special or right—not when he had a girlfriend—but I ignored the voice.

  “I want to be your first,” he groaned. “Maybe I shouldn’t admit that. Right? I don’t know. You’re all I think about, Riley. You’re so special to me. I wish that—”

  “Sshh.” I leaned forward and kissed him. The water was starting to feel colder, so I pressed into him harder.

  He leaned back and looked into my eyes. “I think I might love you, Riley.”

  “I think I might love you too, Hudson.” I laughed, happy but still feeling like what I was doing was wrong.

  “I want our first time to be special.”

  “This is special.” I pushed away from him and pulled my panties off. I held them in my hands and he watched as I threw them into the ocean. “This is what I want.”

  “Oh, Riley.” His fingers reached out
and caressed my breasts.

  I sighed as his fingers played with my nipples. It felt nice, and a warm feeling spread throughout my body. I’d never felt like this before, and I wasn’t accustomed to this strange but welcome feeling.

  I reached out and touched his chest. It felt cold and hard and wonderful. I ran my fingers over his nipples, and he gasped as I pinched them. I looked up at him in amazement and he laughed.

  “What’s so funny?” I mumbled and leaned forward to kiss his chest.

  “Nothing.” He cupped my breasts and then I felt his hands moving to my butt. “You’re just wonderful.” His fingers ran over my ass and squeezed gently. “I want to kiss your breasts,” he whispered in my ear, and I swallowed hard.

  “Oh yeah?”

  “Let’s go to the shore.” He grabbed my hand and we swam together as one until it became too difficult, and then swam separately.

  Hudson made it to the sand before I did, and he pulled me out of the water as I caught up with him. He picked me up and carried me to our clothes and his bag. He set me down gently, pulled out a towel, and wrapped it around me, drying my body.

  “What are you doing?” I stood still as he rubbed me down.

  “I don’t want you catching a cold because you’re cold and wet,” he answered seriously, and he paused before he started rubbing between my legs. We both froze as he dried my thighs and then my breasts.

  “My turn now.” I gave him a small smile. “Do you have another towel?”

  “I want you to use this one,” he said to me slowly and pulled it off my body.

  I took it into my hands and tried to stop myself from feeling self-conscious as I stood there naked. I held the towel gingerly and started rubbing his chest down. The water drops clung to his chest hair, and I watched them carefully as if my job of drying him were the most important job in the world. And then I moved the towel farther down his body and paused. I heard Hudson’s sharp intake of breath as my fingers slowly touched his hardness.

  I stared at him in amazement. This was the first time I’d seen a naked man’s body and held a man’s penis in my hands. It felt strange and weird and wonderful. I wasn’t sure if he expected me to drop to my knees and take him into my mouth, but I knew I couldn’t just do that, even though I was really curious to find out what it tasted like. I wanted to spend the whole night exploring and getting to know his beautiful body.

  “You’re gorgeous.” His voice sounded raspy as he looked at me.

  “You’re just saying that.”

  “No. No I’m not.” He shook his head and pulled my hand away from his hardness. Reaching down to the bag, he pulled out a blanket. He shook it out and we arranged it so that it was flat on the sand. “Come.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto the blanket with him.

  We stared at each other for a few moments before he leaned forward and took one of my nipples in his mouth. My body trembled as his hot breath heated my cold body to its core. It felt strange to feel his teeth on my nipple. He sucked on one breast gently while his fingers played with the other one, and I groaned as I felt an odd wetness filling up between my legs. It felt so erotic and naughty and like nothing I’d ever felt before. Hudson looked up at me with dark eyes before switching his mouth to the other breast. I screamed slightly as his sank his teeth harder down on my other nipple.

  He stopped biting and looked at me in concern. “Am I hurting you?”

  “No,” I whispered and shook my head.

  I used that opportunity to explore his chest with my hands. I ran my fingernails along his nipples and smiled when I heard him gasp. I was about to lean forward and suck on his nipples when he pushed me flat on my back.

  “Has a guy ever gone down on you before?” He looked down at me with passion filled eyes, and I shook my head. “Good.” He grinned and kissed me hard on the lips before kissing down my body.

  I lay flat on my back wondering what he was going to do. I’d heard about men going down on women, but I didn’t really understand why. What was great about that? I felt embarrassed that he was going to be putting his face there, in my private spot.

  “Relax, Riley.” His voice was hoarse as he reached my stomach. I felt his fingers trying to spread my legs apart, but I kept them closed. “It’s okay, Riley. Open your legs,” he whispered and slipped a finger between my thighs.

  “I’m scared,” I whispered.

  “Don’t be.” His voice sounded reassuring, so I slowly unclenched my legs. He took the opportunity to spread them wide, and I moaned loudly as I felt his fingers gently touching my private spot. “How does this feel?” he whispered as he ran his fingers up and down, making me wetter and wetter.

  “It feels good,” I whispered and closed my eyes as my body was filled with unfamiliar feelings. I felt like a woman. I felt like I finally understood the secret of love and sex. I now understood why so many people made a big deal of sex.

  “Good,” he whispered. His finger started rubbing me gently, and I felt an even more intense feeling building up in me. I tried to close my legs to stop the feeling from spreading because I thought I was going to pee.

  “Stop.” I whispered, terrified that I was going to pee on his finger.

  “What’s wrong?” he groaned and looked down at me. “Are you okay?”

  “I just feel like I’m going to...” I whispered, not wanting to finish the sentence.

  “Oh,” he laughed. “Are you scared because you’re wet?”

  I nodded and he shook his head. “Don’t be embarrassed, Riley. It’s natural. It’s beautiful. Just like you.”

  “Are you sure?” I groaned as I felt his finger enter me slightly. “What are you doing?”

  “I’m just seeing how tight you are,” he groaned. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Hurt me?”

  “When I enter you for the first time.” He smiled gently. “I’m using my finger to see how wet you are and how tight you are. When I enter you, it’s going to hurt a little bit.”

  “Oh.” I trembled slightly.

  “Don’t worry. I’ll make it as pain free as possible. Part of that is my making you as wet as possible.”

  “Oh, okay.”

  “Now relax.” He groaned and pushed me back down.

  I felt his face between my legs, and I lay there still as a rock in anticipation. I never could have predicted how good it was going to feel. His tongue felt warm against me, and he licked me up and down as if he were a puppy lapping up milk. I felt my legs clenching on his face as my body trembled and shook. I was not prepared for the rush I felt when his tongue entered me. I’d thought his finger had felt good, but his tongue was something else altogether. It was warm and hard and soft all at the same time.

  Hudson seemed to be enjoying it as well, grunting as he licked me and teased me. I was sad when he withdrew his tongue from me, but then he started sucking on a sweet spot and I knew I couldn’t stop what was about to happen.

  “Oh, Hudson!” I screamed, reaching down and grabbing his head as I felt myself having my first orgasm. “Ooooh!” I screamed as I felt the heaviness down low erupting onto his face.

  “Oh, Riley, you taste so sweet,” he groaned and held my thighs as he licked me. I moaned as he kissed back up my legs and then kissed me on the lips. “I can’t hold back any longer,” he muttered and reached over to the bag, removing a box. I watched as he pulled out a packet and ripped it open.

  “Can I?” I whispered as he was about to place the condom on the tip of his penis.

  “Okay.” He guided my hand. I rolled the rubber onto his hard shaft, and he groaned as my fingers ran down him. “Are you trying to make me come?” He groaned and pushed me back down. “I’m going to go slow,” he whispered. “I’m going to go slow so it doesn’t hurt.”

  I nodded and lay back, opening my legs wide.

  He entered me slowly and sweetly. I cried out when it hurt slightly, and he looked at me in concern. I nodded at him to keep going, and he pushed into me farther and harde
r until he was all the way inside of me. My fingers found their way to his back, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Hudson increased his movements and his pace, and I felt as if my body were becoming one with his as he filled me with pleasure. Hudson groaned as he increased his pace even more. He opened his eyes and stared down into mine as he continued making love to me. I felt his body still for a moment and then he moved faster and faster before collapsing down on me.

  “I love you, Riley,” he whispered as he rolled off of me and pulled me into his arms. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”

  “You didn’t.” I smiled at him and snuggled into him.

  “Did you come?” he asked, and he stroked my breast.

  “I don’t know.” I shook my head. “I didn’t come like before.”

  “Oh no.” He looked upset. “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s okay. It still felt good.”

  “I want it to feel more than good.” He grinned and kissed me. “We’ll do it again so I can try again.”

  “I won’t say no to that.” I smiled up at him and laughed as I felt his fingers between my legs again. “And I love you too.”

  “I never want this night to end.” He stroked my hair and gazed into my eyes. “I never want to forget this night of magic.”

  “Me either,” I whispered back at him. “Me either.”

  I saw a light shining in the bag and realized that Hudson’s phone had just received a text message. I saw Clara’s name and my heart thudded in guilt.

  “Promise me that we will always both treasure this moment,” Hudson continued, and I diverted my attention to him.

  “I will never forget.” I pulled him towards me and kissed him hard, wrapping my arms and legs around him. I could hear his heart beating next to mine, and I allowed myself to melt into the moment.

  * * *

  That night had been the only night we’d ever made love. It had been the last night we’d ever spent with each other. I could still remember it like it was yesterday. I still held it close to me. I had hoped that the next time I saw Hudson we could pretend like nothing had ever happened. We could pretend like everything that had happened was a dream. I’d hoped we could go back to being friends. I knew that I could never hope for us to talk about love again. Not after our betrayal. What we had done was wrong and we had both paid for it. I just hadn’t realized I would be paying for it for the rest of my life.