by Bijou Hunter
Relaxing, Cooper watched me leisurely explore him with my tongue. Just like he did, I tested what he liked. While I expected him to like it, I never imagined I’d feel so empowered by making him moan. As he grew thicker in my hand, I felt a nearly violent urge rush through me. All the tension was gone and I just knew suddenly.
Crawling up, I kissed him and wiggled my butt. So horny he didn’t ask questions, Cooper eased himself inside me. My hands on his strong shoulders, I closed my eyes while my hips lifted and fell quickly. I didn’t know where all the desperation came from, but I couldn’t stop.
Cooper might have understood or maybe he was just his usual thorough self, but he caressed my clit gently as I moved faster. The orgasm building, I waited for a wall to take away the pleasure. Holding Cooper’s gaze, I felt at peace in his embrace. Safer than ever before, stronger than I could have imagined, I felt the pleasure just keep building. The past faded and my dreams were no longer out of reach. All of the pain and fear disappeared until I was in this very moment with the man I loved with all of my heart. Finally moving past where the panic usually took over, I broke though the wall.
Never did I realize how badly I wanted to orgasm until it happened. More than waves of hot bliss, it was like tasting freedom. As the pleasure overwhelmed me, I closed my eyes and held onto Cooper. My face cradled against his neck, I soon settled my breathing before opening my eyes to find him smiling.
“One big ass wall just fell, baby,” Cooper said, wrapping me tighter into his embrace. “You should have seen your face.”
“I was with you, Coop, the whole time. Nowhere else and it felt perfect.”
Wiping the tears from my cheeks, he stared into my eyes and I knew then we would never be apart again.
“More please,” I whispered.
“Hell yeah,” he said as I started moving again. “You lead. Show me what you want.”
Grinning, I had all kinds of ideas for Cooper. My face might hurt, but the rest of me felt better than ever. As soon as I helped Cooper find relief, I wiggled free of his embrace and rested on my back.
“We’re trying this again,” I said, spreading my legs.
“You’ll never want me to stop. It’s addictive. Sure you can handle it?”
“No, but I’m feeling fearless tonight.”
Cooper crawled towards me with that arrogant expression on his face. “You’ll be my slave after this.”
“Then, we’ll be equal.”
Laughing, Cooper let his gaze roll over my naked body. I knew he saw the bruise forming on my stomach where Amy kicked me. For a moment, I thought he might be more angry than horny. I shouldn’t have worried.
Chapter Twenty Two
The next morning, we returned to the Johansson property. When Kirk and Jodi appeared, the look on his face upon seeing my black eyes made me worry Cooper would one day seem so cold and unyielding. Then, I figured Kirk likely hid his soft side for his wife and kids. He didn’t know me yet and I wouldn’t get a glimpse of the other Kirk. Still, I knew he was pissed and he and his boys would take care of things.
Jodi hugged me and told me it didn’t look so bad. She also said her mother was a bitch, but we couldn’t choose our birth family. We did have the power to build a new and better one though. When she hugged me for a second time, I melted into her embrace. My mother was gone from my life, but I had a new mom. One who saw my value in a way Amy never could. After lunch, Bailey and Sawyer insisted we play beauty salon where they braided my hair to make me feel pretty. I was a Johansson now. Finally, Cooper pulled me away from his family and we retreated to his apartment where I found all of my stuff boxed up. This was my new home.
The rest of the weekend was spent making up for lost time. Cooper clung to me and I was relieved to have him always nearby. While happy to be away from my mom and even happier to be with Cooper, I always felt uneasy with change. I also awaited word about Tawny who was still barricaded in the motel room. Dad hadn’t returned and she was nearly out of food, but too scared to leave with the weirdoes hanging around. She was also penniless and couldn’t buy anything even if she dared go out. I just prayed Cooper’s guy found her soon.
Feeling guilty for enjoying my life with Cooper while my sister suffered, I could only focus on building something good in Ellsberg. Something Tawny would soon share. At Cooper’s urging, I quit my job at Denny’s. I should have been terrified to give up my only income, but I trusted Cooper and I were long term. He also reminded me about my nest egg. It was the security net I would never need, but would always have.
One afternoon when we left school in his truck, Cooper took a different route home. I didn’t think much about it because I was too relieved by my latest quiz results. As we drove into a part of town full of subdivisions with big houses and parks, Cooper glanced at me and smiled.
“I want a kid.”
“You’re too competitive with Tucker.”
“Maybe, but look at the deal I have with the family business. It’s just me. Tucker can do manual, no brainer shit, but I’m stuck doing all of the heavy lifting. Bailey seems to get dumber every day and Sawyer is more than a decade from helping and that’s assuming she wants to. Except for you, I’m alone. One day, when my kid takes over, I’d like to think he or she will have a few decent siblings to help out so they won’t be alone on the top.”
“That doesn’t mean we need to start having them now.”
“I was thinking about RVing with the kids like I did growing up and I imagined how we’d go during your breaks from teaching. I saw us young and I liked that better.”
“How soon?”
Cooper laughed. “It’s not like a trip to the store, Farah. I figure we’ll get settled in. You’ll finish the year and feel good about that then we’ll let nature take its course.”
“I come from fertile stock. Once I go off my birth control, it could happen fast.”
“So it happens fast. Or it doesn’t. We know what we must do and that’s being together. We also must finish school and live in Ellsberg. Those are nonnegotiable. The rest are hopes. Like I hope to have a bunch of kids with at least a few non-morons in the bunch so they can help each other run the business. I hope they’ll take over when you and I are young so we can travel. That’s my hope, but who knows if it’ll happen.”
Sighing, I wouldn’t mind starting a family as long as I knew I would finish school. Even if I never taught a single class, I wanted the accomplishment of gaining a degree.
“I don’t know how good of a mother I’d be,” I admitted. “I’ve never even held a baby and I wasn’t exactly raised well.”
Cooper pulled into a wooded cul-de-sac then parked in one of the driveways.
“If you take care of our kids the way you took care of your tables at work, they’ll always be clean and well stocked.”
Laughing, I rolled my eyes. “I take pride in my work.”
“Yes, and you’ll take pride in being a mother. Just because you came from shit doesn’t mean you’re shit. You’re so much better than what you’ve known and I bet you’ll be a fucking awesome mom.”
“And you’ll be an amazing dad.”
“Hell yeah. I’m great with kids. I have this talent where I listen to them babble, but not too closely so I don’t lose my mind.”
Laughing again, I looked around. “Where are we?”
Grinning, Cooper opened his door then waited for me to walk around and join him.
“The guy who owns this house is looking to ditch it quick. Pop said it’s a solid house. It just needs character. Basically, the whole inside is a beige turd. Plus, it’ll need new floors and stuff. Let’s go inside.”
Holding Cooper’s hand, I followed him up to the front door. Big and beautiful, the house felt empty and unloved. The lawn was overgrown with as much weeds as grass. Still, the large window above the front door was stunning.
“So your dad wants this house?” I asked, following him into the two-story foyer.
“Baby, what’s my pop going t
o do with a little house like this?”
“Little? It’s huge.”
“For suburbia, but my parents wouldn’t live here. It’s for us.”
“You want to live here?” I asked, breathing too fast.
“Now, I know it’s bare bones and beige up the ass, but use your imagination.”
Cooper tugged me towards double doors leading into a room. For some reason, one of the doors was painted red.
“This would be our office. Imagine two desks and all of your school stuff in here. You can shut the door and study when you get home from school.”
Smiling full of panicked excitement, I stumbled along as Cooper led me to a nearby room with a missing light and torn up carpet.
“This is supposed to be the dining room. I don’t see the point of a dining room, but I guess if we have a lot of people over, we can stick them in here.”
Next, Cooper showed me the small guest bathroom then a room adjacent to the two-story family room.
“I wasn’t sure what to do with this room when I looked around earlier. Then, I was thinking about how the basement can be fixed up and made into a game room. A man cave is what guys call it. So if I get a man cave, you need a chick cave so I thought we could make this room for you. A quiet spot where you can watch TV or read or do whatever you want.”
Saying nothing, I just smiled like crazy while trying to imagine myself in this big house. Cooper directed me to the family room where more carpet was torn up.
“This guy and his friends trashed the place, but we can paint and put in new floors. The kitchen is a decent size and we’ll make that nice too. Clean the whole place up and make it just like we want.”
“You want to live in the suburbs?” I asked, standing in the kitchen with my hands on the island.
“No, but I want to live with you in the suburbs. My girl has a dream and I want it to come true. One day, we’ll build that big house in the woods. For now, we can live here. It’s not far from the college and stores. It’s big enough for us, Tawny, and a kid or two. I can’t bring all of my dogs, but a few will fit. It’ll be comfortable. Unless you don’t like it?”
“Coop, when Tawny and I daydreamed about living somewhere nice, we never dreamed of something this nice.”
Grinning, he sighed. “I wasn’t sure you could see past all the fucked up carpet and shit. It’s a solid house though. Pop’s right about that. It’s in a nice quiet area with families. You could feel safe here. Now, let me show you upstairs.”
We walked up one of the two staircases to a walkway. “The first thing we’d have to do,” Cooper said, frowning, “is paint this fucking place. I can’t stand beige. It looks like old dog shit.”
“I don’t care what color the walls are. This house is amazing.”
Cooper stopped walking and crossed his arms. “It might not be the right house though. Standing up here, I’m not sure I like it as much as I thought.”
Panic struck me because I was already imagining this as our house. I pictured a life with Cooper and our family here, but now he was changing his mind.
“Why are you crying, baby?” he asked, wiping my cheeks. “We’ll find another house.”
“Okay.”
“But you like this one.”
“I really do, but if you don’t like it, we’ll find something else.”
Cooper kissed me softly. “I was just fucking with you. I love the house too.”
Wiping away the tears, I glared at him. “Why would you fuck with me like that?”
“To make sure you were telling the truth. I don’t want you being happy because you think it’s your job to agree. I want you to tell me the truth. You just did so let’s look at the bedrooms.”
Irritated, I followed him down the walkway to two small bedrooms with a bathroom in between.
“Here’s what I was thinking,” he said, ignoring my anger. “Tawny will stay with us for as long as she wants, but these aren’t big rooms. What if one room is her bedroom and the other is like her hangout space?”
“Two rooms?” I asked, losing my irritation. “She’s never even had a bedroom to herself.”
“Well, I take care of my family and my sister-in-law can’t be shoved into a tiny bedroom.” Grinning big at him, I stared until Cooper rolled his eyes. “I’m not proposing. Not for real until Tawny is here. I want you to get all squealy and you can’t be truly happy until your sister is safe. Once she’s here though, I’m going all out on the romance stuff. I’ll propose the shit out of you.”
Laughing, I wiped my eyes. “You love me.”
“More than you can know. Speaking of loving,” he said, giving me a wink, “let’s check out the master bedroom where I plan to spend a lot of time inside you.”
“Hmm…sounds nice.”
Cooper tugged me down the walkway to the other end of the hall and a small bedroom.
“This can be the baby’s room. We could stick a few kids in here. That way they’re close to us and away from Tawny.”
“This is nice, but I want to see where we’ll make those babies.”
Cooper gave me his horny expression then nudged me to the next room. “Imagine it with new floors, paint, less trash on the floor.”
“I’m imagining the bed right here,” I said, grinning. “Us on top of it…Hey, where are you going?”
Cooper disappeared into a closet then returned with a box. “We’re trying out the house tonight to make sure we like it. Food and drink are in the kitchen. We’ll sleep on this inflatable bed. I’m not interested in sleeping right now though.”
“I haven’t seen the whole house,” I said as he tugged off his tee.
“There’s a basement, a big yard, a few toilets. It’s awesome. Here, let me help you with your pants.”
Laughing, I tried to look at the master bathroom, but Cooper had my jeans around my thighs and I couldn’t move.
“The bed, Coop,” I teased, causing him to sigh.
As the bed inflated, Cooper removed the rest of our clothes. Then, he plugged the bed before walking on his knees towards me. He looked so silly buck naked and I was ready to tease him until his lips found my nipple.
Arms around him, I glanced around at a bedroom in need of attention. The house was like me in many ways. Having great potential, it just needed a little tender care. As Cooper rested me on my back and went about exploring from my neck to between my legs, I realized I was home. I also realized Cooper was right about oral sex. Now that I was used to it, I never wanted him to stop.
Chapter Twenty Three
Within hours of buying the house, Cooper had guys working on it. The whole process flew by because Kirk paid cash and the guy who owned it was in a hurry to leave town. I didn’t ask why. Just like I didn’t ask what happened to Amy and Tex. Certain things didn’t interest me.
New floors, paint, and furnishings quickly turned the rundown house into a palace. Our first night with everything completed, Cooper and I christened each room including Tawny’s.
Cooper’s guy had retrieved Tawny from a shithole in nowhere Texas, but they couldn’t fly to Kentucky because she was too scared. On the phone, she sounded terrified of Cooper’s guy, Dad finding her, everything. I think those last weeks stuck in the motel had eaten away at what was left of her youth. She sounded hollowed out, but I promised I would see her soon. I told her about the house and her rooms, but she didn’t understand. Along the way, Tawny had shut down and pulled so deeply into herself that I wasn’t sure how to get her back.
The day she was expected to arrive, Cooper was in a weird mood. I think he worried I wouldn’t pay attention to him once Tawny lived with us. I reassured him with sex against the kitchen counter. That usually helped.
Later, I was tense because the sun was setting and Tawny hadn’t arrived. Cooper calmed me with sex on the couch then in the chair when the first try didn’t do the trick. I was pretty relaxed physically when Cooper got the call that they were coming up the street. Mentally, I was wired and my heart hurt at the
idea of something bad happening before I could see Tawny again.
Running out to the porch, I waited for the car and prayed nothing ruined the happiness I had found in Ellsberg. Cooper stood next to me and took my hand.
“You saved her,” I said, out of breath and teary-eyed. “She would have died out there, but you saved her. You gave me back my sister.”
“It’s okay, baby.”
Even nodding, I needed to see Tawny. Building this amazing life, I lived in a beautiful house with my beautiful Cooper. I enjoyed my dream of college. I had a new car so I didn’t have to walk everywhere or bum rides. I would soon be married to a man who loved me so much that it hurt him when I was unhappy. I had everything except my best friend.
When the SUV pulled into the driveway, I took off running towards it, panicked something could still go wrong. Life might still shit on the Smith sisters. Inside the Suburban, Tawny fought to remove her seatbelt. By the time I reached her door though, she opened it and lunged into my arms.
Time stood still while we cried against each other on the driveway. Nearby, Cooper spoke with a tall dark haired guy. He had saved Tawny, but I could see why she had been anxious about him. The guy was at least a decade older than Cooper and those extra years made him harder than my sweet beast. While the men spoke, it was all background noise because life had given me everything I needed.
Tawny felt too thin and her face looked sickly, but I knew she would bounce back. Here with me and Cooper, she would be safe and happy. She would heal like I did with Cooper’s help. One day, she would be whole again.
Finally, I stood and lifted Tawny to her feet. She walked nervously towards Cooper who admittedly looked pretty intimidating standing with his arms crossed. Even with all those muscles and tattoos, I saw the softness underneath his dark expression. My gentle Cooper was underneath the beast and soon Tawny would love him too.
Epilogue
I officially stopped dreaming of being Mrs. Prescott and embraced being me on the day my first child was born. While I still admired Mrs. Prescott and wanted her better qualities, I realized there was power in simply being Farah Delta Johansson.