The Hookup Plan (The Love Plan Book 2)

by J. S. Cooper

  But now, I was throwing caution to the wind. I wasn’t going to wait any longer. I couldn’t. Not with Betsy practically begging me to take her. It also didn’t help that Nick Campbell was back in town. I had no idea where that asshole had come from, but he had seriously put a damper on things. There was no way in hell that I was going to let him get his hands on Betsy. He wasn’t going to be touching her; he wasn’t going to be kissing her, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to be sleeping with her. And as for marriage, my heart hardened at the thought of them spending the rest of their lives together. Imagining them at an altar promising to love each other forever made my heart cold. Over my dead body. That dude was not going to get my girl. I froze as I realized the thoughts that had just passed through my head. My girl? Fuck, but Betsy wasn’t my girl.

  “You okay?” Betsy asked me as we reached her house. She opened the front door and touched my chest. “Are you having second thoughts?”

  “Never.” I shook my head and stepped into her entryway and slammed the door behind myself.

  “I’m going to shower.” She played with her hair. “And look for those panties.”

  “Okay.” I nodded. “I’m going to grab a beer, is that okay?”

  “Of course, my home is your home. Help yourself.”

  And with that, she drifted off to her bedroom as I headed toward the kitchen. I stopped in front of the fridge and looked at the photos on the front. There was a photo of Betsy and Jules, front and center, grinning into the camera, their eyes bright, big grins on their faces. They were both wearing bunny rabbit ears. I smiled at the goofy picture and looked at the rest. There was a photo of Betsy and Nolan on the beach as kids with their parents standing behind them. Another photo was of Betsy and me, sitting on the couch playing a game of cards and staring each other down intensely. Memories crashed over me. Betsy when she was eight asking me to ride bikes with her around the block, Betsy and Jules at ten pushing a cake into my face, giggling when chocolate frosting got everywhere, Betsy aged thirteen in front of the fireplace, looking anxious as she stared at the presents under the Christmas tree, wondering if she got the makeup kit she’d asked for, Betsy aged fourteen asking me what it was like to kiss and how to know if she was doing it right, Betsy aged fifteen sleeping in my sleeping bag when we went camping because she’d left hers at home, Betsy aged sixteen, looking sexy as hell in her homecoming dress, giving me the hardest boner I’d had in a while. I groaned as I realized that I was hard as hell right now as well. I opened the fridge door, took out a beer, pulled the tab, and swallowed down the cold liquid. I wondered for a few seconds if I was doing the right thing. Betsy was everything to me, and I was nervous that I wouldn’t be able to stop at just one time. Before I could second guess myself, I heard footsteps approaching the kitchen.

  “Hey, there,” she said as she stood in the entryway of the kitchen. Her hair was wet. She had on a long gray T-shirt that just covered her ass and I could tell that she had no bra on. I took a deep breath as she pointed at me and then said. “Come over here, big boy.” She leaned against the wall.

  I walked over to her quickly and lifted up the front of her T-shirt to make sure that she had the panties on. I grew harder still as I saw those thin red lacy panties sitting on her hips.

  “Sexy.” I examined the front of her panties, admiring her neatly trimmed pussy. I reached a finger forward and touched her bare skin before sliding my fingers up to her clit and rubbing her gently. She gasped as I increased the pressure and I smiled. “I see you’re already wet.”

  “I just came out of the shower.” She moaned as she squeezed her legs together.

  “And that’s why you’re wet?” I moved closer to her and slipped a finger inside of her. I could feel that her pussy lips were also wet, and she reached out a hand to hold my shoulder as she shuddered. “I guess you clean yourself pretty deep inside?” I whispered in her ear as I slipped another finger inside of her and she moaned louder still as I moved my fingers around. Her breasts pressed against me as she leaned into me, and I kissed her hard on the mouth, loving the way her whole body was reacting to my touch.

  “Jeff,” she moaned. “Oh, gosh.”

  “Tell me you want me.”

  “I want you.”

  “Tell me you’re wet because of me.”

  “I am.” She groaned as I slipped my fingers out of her.

  “You are what?”

  “I am … you know.” She breathed against my lips.

  “No, I don’t know.”

  “I am wet because of you.”

  “Good,” I said with a satisfied grin.

  “Now tell me what you want.”

  “I want you.”

  “How? On top?”

  “Not the position.” I reached my hands up under her T-shirt and played with her breasts, rubbing my palms against her nipples. They were hard already, and I lifted her T-shirt completely off and threw it to the floor so that I could suck on her breasts. She moaned louder this time as I bit down on her nipples and her fingers gripped my shoulders. “Tell me what you want, Betsy.” I kissed up her neck and pulled the back of her hair as I kissed her lips.

  “I want you inside of me,” she moaned, unbuttoning my shirt. “I want you now.”

  “I want to be inside of you, too.” I gripped the sides of her face and kissed her hard on the lips. “I want to be so deep inside of you that you forget where you end and I begin. I want to be so deep inside of you that you think I’m a part of you.”

  “Oh, yes,” she groaned. “Yes, please.”

  “Yes, please?” I cocked my head to the side. “Is that it?”

  “I want you so deep inside of me that you ruin me, Jeffrey Evian.” She undid my belt and unzipped my pants, reaching her hand down the front of my boxers and grabbing my cock. I breathed in as I felt her soft fingers on me, running down my shaft and squeezing, testing to see just how hard I was. Her eyes widened as the entire length of me grew in her hands. My cock stood there large and proud, ready to make her mine.

  “Let’s go to your bedroom,” I said as I played with the handcuffs attached to my belt. “We’re going to have a little fun before we get started, Betsy. I’m going to ensure that this is an afternoon and night that you never forget.”

  Chapter 14

  Betsy

  “Is it too tight?” Jeff asked me as he clipped my right wrist to the headboard railing with his handcuffs. I moved my hand slightly and shook my head. It felt weird to be here in my bed, with Jeff over me, completely naked. I was almost naked, aside from my panties. I smiled to myself thoughtfully as I realized that maybe I no longer cursed the day that the Canyon Beach Lingerie had opened. Maybe it had been the blessing in disguise that I had always needed.

  “What’s so funny?” Jeff asked as he latched my other wrist to the headboard and licked his lips.

  “Nothing,” I answered, staring at his huge cock. I couldn’t believe that he was going to be inside of me soon. The moment I had fantasized about for years was finally going to come true.

  “I don’t believe you.” He smirked down at me. “Fuck, you look sexy.”

  “So do you, Officer.”

  “Those panties are sexy as hell.” He groaned and he placed the tip of his cock in the lace part of my panties and then slid it down so that it was next to my throbbing clit. “Easy access, indeed,” he grunted as he rubbed me aggressively with his dick, the tip entering me slightly. I could feel my body shuddering at the touch.

  “Ohh!” I cried out, wanting to reach out and touch him and scratch his back.

  “Feels good, doesn’t it?” He rubbed his cock over my panties and then moved it up so that it was resting on my belly. “Your tits look so ready to be fucked.” He stared at my breasts. “I want to titty fuck you so badly.” He grinned at me as he leaned forward to kiss me. “But later.”

  “Take me, Jeff.” I moaned, and then we froze as both of our phones started ringing at the same time. Jeff looked at me and then hopped off of the
bed. He grabbed his pants and pulled out his phone.

  “Nolan,” he said as he looked at the screen. He then walked to my nightstand, where my ringing phone sat and he stared at the screen. “Jules.”

  “Ignore them,” I told him. “We can call them later.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” He grinned and silenced both of the phones before hopping back onto the bed. “You’re such a naughty girl for buying these panties, Betsy.” He kissed the side of my neck as his fingers found my slit. “The first time I fuck you will be with you in these panties.”

  “Good. That’s what I hoped when I bought them.”

  “Oh yeah?” His eyes darkened. “What else have you been hoping for?”

  “For you to fuck me hard.” I moaned as he kissed down my stomach and to my pussy. He licked me lightly on my thighs and then down my calves before he took my big toe into my mouth and sucked. I’d never had my toe sucked before, and I almost came right then. I moved around on the bed, feeling every touch and lick on my body intensely as I wasn’t able to touch him as well. He reached for the condom box. Pulling out a condom, he took it out of its wrapper and slid it onto his dick.

  “I have to be inside of you.” He grunted as he positioned himself over me, leaning down to kiss me on the lips as he guided his cock once again to my entrance. He placed his tip inside my panties at my wet slit and nudged it in slightly. I moaned at the feel of him, and he groaned before thrusting into me. I cried out as I felt him entering me hard and deep, before slowing his pace. He kissed me hard, sucking on my tongue as he pulled all the way out of me and then slammed into me again. My whole body trembled at his touch. His eyes stared into mine as he entered me and then increased his pace.

  “Oh fuck,” he groaned as he slowed. “I’m going to come.” He pulled out and I moaned. He kissed me on the nose and laughed. “Give me a few seconds. I need to recompose. You feel too good. You’re so wet and tight for me.” He blew in my ear. “I don’t want you to think of me as a five-minute man.”

  “I want you inside of me, Jeff. Please. I’m so close to coming.”

  “Fine.” He chuckled and slid back into me quickly, filling me up and slamming his cock so hard and deep into me that my eyes rolled back in my head.

  “Oh, yes, yes!” I screamed. “Don’t stop!” I closed my eyes now, just concentrating on the feel of him inside of me.

  “Okay.” He continued to move inside of me. As his body started to shudder, the most intense orgasm hit me. I screamed again as my body shook in pleasure. Jeff collapsed on top of me for a few seconds and then grinned at me.

  “Are you going to undo my handcuffs?” I asked with a smile as he kissed my cheek.

  “Only after I take your panties off.” He grinned as his fingers pulled my panties down and he dropped them to the side of the bed. “These are mine now,” he said with a twinkle in his eye. “And in case you’re wondering, no, I’m never going to wash them.”

  “Oh,” I said, staring at his hot profile as he ran his hand through his hair.

  “I want to fuck you again.” His fingers played with my breasts. “I want to be inside of you and feel you coming on my cock.”

  “Jeff.” I writhed on the bed. “I want to touch you so badly.”

  “I know.” He grinned and then chuckled as I pouted at him. “Soon. I enjoy watching you lie there.” He reached down and started playing with my clit again. “You’re already wet for me again.”

  “Maybe.” My lust for him building up even more. “Wanna know a secret?”

  “What?”

  “The first time I ever masturbated was to a fantasy of you going down on me.”

  “Oh, fuck, yeah.” He licked his lips. “I want to watch you pleasure yourself.” He stared into my eyes. “Fuck, but this is going to be complicated.”

  “It doesn’t have to be,” I said lightly, not wanting to ruin the mood. “It really doesn’t have to be.”

  “I don’t just want one night with you, Betsy.” He looked at me with hunger in his eyes. “There’s no way that one night will ever be enough.”

  “I don’t want one night, either.”

  “But I can’t give you what Nolan has given Jules.” He sighed. “I don’t want to be like my dad. I don’t want to make you unhappy.”

  I could see real concern and worry on his face. I wanted to ask him exactly what he was worried about and for the first time in a long time, I had a little hope. Was it possible that Jeff had real feelings for me that were being masked by fear? I knew it was a dangerous thought to have. It was quite possible that he didn’t see me as anything other than a sexual conquest and adventure. I didn’t want to assume or hope that he could fall for me. “You know what?” I said before he could answer. “Tonight we have fun. Tomorrow we can think and talk about everything else, okay?”

  “Okay.” He kissed me again and I melted into him.

  “I want to feel you inside of me now,” I whispered in his ear. “All of you.”

  “Without the rubber?” He stared into my eyes, seeming to know what I was saying. I nodded, my heart racing. “You want me to pull out?”

  “Pull out and come on me,” I said, feeling risqué. I wanted to feel and see it all.

  “Okay.”

  Suddenly, we heard my front door slam shut.

  “Betsy, are you home?” Jules shouted.

  Both of us froze.

  “Betsy!” Nolan’s voice sounded next, and Jeff looked panicked. We both stared at my wrists, and I knew that we didn’t have time for him to unlock the cuffs.

  “Get under the sheets!” I hissed at him as I heard footsteps coming down the corridor.

  “Betsy, are you okay? I’m worried about you.” Jules sounded concerned.

  My heart raced as I wondered what to do. The decision was made for me as Jules opened up my bedroom door.

  “Betsy?” She stepped in and then stopped dead in her tracks.

  “Oh, shit.” Jules’s eyes widened as she walked into the bedroom and saw me lying on the bed, quite obviously naked under the covers, my wrists still handcuffed. “Oh, shit.” She took a step toward me and froze as Jeff moved under the bedsheets. Her eyes narrowed as she gazed at me. “He’s under the sheets?”

  “Yes.” I nodded, my face red. I could feel Jeff’s tongue on my clit teasing me as he hid and I vowed to myself that I was going to get him back. I shifted in the bed to try to stop him from pleasuring me, but that only seemed to further goad me as I felt his tongue entering me. “Please leave and get Nolan out of here. He cannot see this.”

  “Betsy, you have got some explaining to do.” She shook her head as she rolled her eyes at me.

  “I will.” A moan escaped me as Jeff’s tongue picked up the pace.

  “Oh my God!” Jules muttered.

  “What happened?” Nolan’s voice was booming as he headed down the corridor toward my room, and I froze.

  “Uh, nothing,” Jules said quickly. “Betsy is here, but she’s trying to rest. She said she’ll call us later.”

  “Hmm.” I could hear Nolan’s footsteps getting closer. “Let me see her.”

  “No, no. I’m fine!” I called out, my voice frantic, and because Jeff was a devil, he took that as an excuse to start rubbing my clit at the same time. “Please.” I squeezed my legs tightly together and I could feel my body buckling as he pleasured me.

  “We’ll call you tomorrow to see how you’re doing.” Jules quickly closed the door and tried to stop Nolan from entering the room. “Come on, honey, let’s just go home.”

  “Let me just speak to Betsy first, make sure she’s okay.”

  “Please, Nolan, I want to go home right now.” Jules whispered something to him that I couldn’t hear. The footsteps stopped, and Nolan let out a whistle.

  “What, really?” He sounded shocked.

  “Yes, dear,” Jules said in a flirtatious voice. “I’ve been thinking about it, and tonight is the night.” I had no idea what she’d promised him, but it seemed to do the trick beca
use I heard them both head back down the hallway and out the front door. When I heard the front door close, Jeff came back up from under the sheets, and I saw a huge grin on his face.

  “You’re so dead right now.” I glared at him. “Jules knows exactly was going on under there.”

  “Oh?” He winked at me and then he leaned down and kissed me. “And what was that?” His hands opened up my legs as he moved up on top of me and positioned himself between my legs.

  “You know what.” I glared at him as he rubbed my clit with the head of his cock. “Jeff …”

  “Hmm?”

  He slid his tongue into my mouth. I kissed him passionately, and before I knew what was happening, he was sliding his hard cock inside me as well, moving quickly as he slammed into me. I screamed as his right hand moved to rub my clit at the same time as he entered me.

  “You see, Betsy it could have been much worse.” He smirked as he thrust into me, even deeper this time. “She could have been standing there as I was doing this.” He laughed. “Now this would have shocked her.” He slammed into me a few more times before pulling out suddenly and coming all over my stomach. His fingers continued to rub my clit, and I started coming just a few seconds later. Jeff growled and moved his face down to my pussy so that he was licking up my juices as I came. This made my already sensitive body even more turned on, and I came even harder than I had been before. I lay there for a few seconds as he licked up every drop from my pussy, and then he reached up to undo the handcuffs. “Okay, now we shower, and then we can get ready for round two.”