“That pussy is sweet as honey. I could taste you all day, doll.” She reaches up, running her fingers through my hair.
“Cooper, that was fucking amazing. You do know that this time I am taking a turn.” She gives me a devilish grin. If I said no, I’m almost certain my dick would break off. She pushes on my chest trying to get me to let her up. I let her push me onto my back and she climbs on top of me. Oh holy hell, this view is incredible--her perfect tits, with my marks on them, her hair falling around her face like a curtain and her pussy resting on my stomach. I could die happy like this, that’s for damn sure. I am squeezing her hips when she leans forward to begin kissing me. Now I’ve got her pussy and tits rubbing on me, it feels so fucking good. She breaks the kiss and starts kissing down to my chest. “I love your tattoos. I want to lick them all.” Oh hell yes! She begins tracing the tattoos on my chest with her tongue, and I try to hold my hips still but I can’t and I buck up. She lifts her head to look at me. “You like that?” I move my hands, one cupping her pussy and one pinching her nipples. She throws her head back moaning.
“You like that?” I grin at her. She looks back at me before licking her lips and moving down my body. She situates herself between my legs, unbuttoning my jeans. My dick is begging to be freed from the confines of my jeans and boxers, so when she starts pulling them down my legs, I help her out, kicking them off. She grabs my boxers and looks up at me like I did her, seeking permission. “Fuck yes.” I lift my ass off the bed and she pulls my black boxer briefs down my legs. My cock is so hard it is standing at full attention. She licks her lips again and bends licking the tip. As much as I want to grab her hair and fuck her mouth, I don’t. I want her to be comfortable; I don’t want to hit her gag reflex. She licks a path from my balls up to the tip, swirling her tongue on it. “Fuck Emma, that feels so good.” She slowly, so fucking slowly, sucks my cock into her mouth. It is as tight and warm as her pussy. I’m not going to last long at all. She starts moving faster using her hand as well for what she can’t fit into her mouth. I reach down and wrap my hands in her hair. I don’t control her though, I let her stay in complete control. Damn, this girl knows how to suck dick. She’s using her tongue and occasionally her teeth, forcing me to moan over and over. I’m so close there is no way I can last much long. “Emma, pull off I’m going to come soon.” She cups my balls and sucks harder, and there is nothing I can do to stop the orgasm that rips through me. It hits me so hard and so fast that I end up bucking my hips uncontrollably. She never pulls off, and she sucks every last drop I have to offer. When she realizes I am done, she climbs back up my body.
“So good,” she says, licking her lips. I grab her and flip us so I’m on top again. I slam my mouth to hers, in an aggressive kiss. I can taste myself on her, and fuck, I find it such a turn on. I finally pull back, and look into her clear blue eyes, moving her hair off her face.
“Emma, that was fucking incredible.” She gives me that smile that does things to my heart.
“This whole night has been incredible.” I kiss her lips.
“This part of the night especially.” We both lightly laugh and then it happens. Pounding on my door.
“Coop? Shit, Coop we need you, like now. You know I’d never bother you, but the cops are here man.” Fuck! You have got to be kidding me. I jump off of her and start throwing my clothes on faster than I ever have before. I’m pushing my feet into my sneakers when I turn to look at her.
“Shit, Emma, I’m so sorry. I need to handle this. Take your time; do whatever you need. You can stay here or come downstairs. I’m so sorry, but I need to go.” She crawls to the end of the bed completely naked still and pulls me to her. She quickly kisses my lips.
“Go. I’m fine. You need to go, I understand.” I never wanted to blow off being at the bar more in my life, but I turn and run to the door swinging it open. Levi is standing there looking pissed.
“Man, I’m so fucking sorry. I feel like a cock block for banging on your door, but the cops insisted on talking to you.” I slap his shoulder and start walking down the hallway.
“Seriously, Levi, don’t worry about it. What the fuck happened?” He explains that there was a fight between two guys. They threw a couple of punches, but Roy got them to leave. Apparently, the fight continued out front and one of the girlfriends called the cops. Fucking unreal. Every time I get a chance to be with Emma, something is interrupting. Granted we just had the best no-sex, sex I’ve ever had in my life, but I couldn’t even stay and hold her. It was like, thanks for the blow job, I’m out. I need a full day with her, just her and no damn interruptions.
I explained to the cops everything Levi told me and they handled it as an outside matter, thankfully. They finally leave and at this point a lot of the bar has cleared out. I lean against the bar and blow out a breath. What a fucking night.
YET AGAIN WE ARE PULLED away from each other. I totally understand that he was needed, it just sucks. I would have liked to spend a little time with him after the most unbelievable oral sex I have ever had or given. I’ve given my share of blowjobs before, but never have I wanted it like I did with Cooper. I actually craved having his dick in my mouth, tasting his come. Forget about when he was going down on me. Oh my God, the man knows how to use his fingers and tongue. I can only imagine how good he is with his dick.
I smile as I get out of bed. I’m totally relaxed now that my body isn’t hoarding all that sexual tension. I am searching for my clothes, and I’ve found everything but my bra. I need more light. I go over to the door seeing that there is a switch on the wall. I flip it and I am blinded by the bright light of the ceiling fan over the bed. After my eyes finally adjust to the brightness, I walk back over to the bed and see my bra poking out from under the bed. I grab it and slip it on my arms. “What the hell?” I move over to the mirror that hangs above his dresser. I inspect myself in the mirror and laugh when I notice that Cooper left me with some love bites on my breasts. There is a part of me that actually likes the idea that he has marked me, claimed me in a way. I clasp my bra, moving back over to the bed to put the rest of my clothes on. Once I am fully dressed, I sit on the bed to put my boots back on. When I am through, I stand to fix the blanket so when he comes to bed he can think of me and how I made his bed back up. I turn my head and stand rooted in place. The most magnificent mural I have ever seen is painted above his bed. It is a guitar, a Gibson J 45 to be specific. It must be his Gibson J 45. There are song lyrics written all over, with music notes as well. It is stunning. I begin to read the lyrics smiling when I come to one that I know.
‘There are times you never think the light of day will shine, that your heartache will consume you whole and take what’s left behind’
‘Your love I can’t deny, has made me want to be this guy’
‘The beat of the drums, the strum of the guitar, the sound of the music helps make us who we are’
‘Our bodies are touching, our lips sealed so tight.’
‘The party is here and damn right, so’s the beer’
I can tell by reading each of these lyrics they are here for a reason. There is heartache, love, music, sex, and partying. I feel like I just learned a bit more about him. This is why I love music so much. There is something in every song that can pull an emotion out in you whether it is bringing back a memory, creating one, or simply making you want to dance your ass off.
I decide I should get back downstairs before it seems creepy that I’ve been up here by myself for so long. I leave his bedroom and look around at his beautiful home one more time. I walk out and close the door behind me. I have a smile in place as I make my way back to the bar. Rowan is leaning against the bar talking with Roy; my girl has definitely got a crush. Hunter, Levi, and Ryder are talking with Cooper, I’m sure about whatever it was the cops were called for. I start to make my way to the bar and Cooper looks my way. He slaps Levi on the shoulder before making his way over toward me. I stop at the end of the bar, next to Rowan and she turns to look at me. Sh
e gets a huge smile on her face and I roll my eyes. “Em, you look happy. Maybe even glowing.” She laughs when I try to kick her and miss. I don’t even notice Cooper until I feel his arms around my waist. He nips my ear before he whispers in it.
“Damn, I wish you were still in my bed.” I smile and turn around to face him. I look up at him and he moves my hair off my shoulders. He leans down, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. He pulls back and we both smile.
“Everything alright with the cops?” I need to change the conversation from the bedroom because I would be easily convinced to go back. He blows out a breath and squeezes me tighter.
“Yes, everything is fine. Just a small fight.” This poor guy. He has a lot on his plate, but he seems to handle it all so well. I know we only just met, but he seems to have it all together. He runs a successful bar, he has friends that obviously love him, and he knows how to treat a woman. At least this is the impression I have of him as of now. He touches my cheek and I look up at him. “You alright, doll? You seemed to zone out there for a minute.” Oops. I didn’t realize I was in my own thoughts. I push up on my toes to kiss his talented mouth.
“I’m fine. I was just thinking about how put together you seem.” I feel my cheeks blush with my confession. He winks and pulls me into a hug. He rests his chin on top of my head and I feel him sigh.
“Thank you,” he says softly after kissing my head. I feel my heart squeeze because he seems almost sad. There is so much more we need to learn about each other without our hormones taking over.
Rowan and I stay talking for about a half hour before she reminds me I have work in the morning. Cooper hasn’t released his hold on me the whole time and damn if I don’t love it. I look at up him smiling. “I’m going to have to leave. I have work tomorrow, so I need to get some sleep.” He gives me the pouty lip and we both laugh. He leans down capturing my mouth in a slow, sweet kiss. I’ve got my hands in his back pockets, while he moves his to my hair. After a few minutes he slowly pulls away, resting his forehead on mine.
“I had a great time tonight, Emma.” We are staring into each other’s eyes and it feels so intimate, like it is just the two of us.
“I did too, Cooper.” He gives me that wink and starts to pull away. I will admit that I am actually feeling sad at the loss of closeness which is ridiculous.
“Em, the cab is here. We need to go,” Rowan yells to me from over by the door. Cooper grabs my hand, leading me toward the door. Once we are outside, Rowan climbs into the cab, but Cooper grabs me one last time. He slams his mouth to mine, in a much more aggressive kiss this time. I moan when he cups my ass, causing him to growl. I’m holding onto the front of his T-shirt, lost in the sensations that are slowly taking over my body. This time a honking cab pulls us apart. It scares the shit out of me, causing me to jump. Cooper pulls me into a protective hug, rubbing my back.
“Looks like this asshole is ready to get you home. Please text or call when you get there so I know.” I pull away smiling. This man is doing things to me that are making it hard for me to remember that I’ve only just met him. I push up on my toes and kiss him quickly before climbing into the cab with Rowan.
Once I am settled into the cab, the driver takes off. I turn my head to see Cooper watching us drive away with his tattooed arms crossed in front of his chest. “Well shit, Em, are you going to make me beg? Did you guys have sex?” I snap my head to her with wide eyes.
“Shut the fuck up, Ro. The driver can hear us.” She starts laughing and I roll my eyes. I look at the driver in the rearview mirror, and he has a smirk on his face. Fucking Rowan. She leans in close with her lips practically touching my ear.
“Did you guys have sex?” she whispers this time. I can’t help but laugh at how ridiculous she is. I turn to look at her, noticing her glassed-over eyes. My girl is feeling no pain at all. I don’t say anything, because the nosey ass cab driver is still looking in the mirror. I simply shake my head ‘no.’ I want to ask her about Roy the bartender, but I will wait until we are alone.
The rest of the ride, thankfully, is quiet. Ro has her head on my shoulder and I can tell she is starting to fall asleep. So much for talking when we get home. She’ll pass right out. We pull up in front of my apartment complex, so I nudge her to get her to wake up. She doesn’t move so I push on her shoulder forcing her to sit up. Her eyes are half-closed and she looks exhausted. “Rowan, come on, you just need to make it up to the apartment then you can fall asleep.” I get out and she practically crawls out behind me. I pay the cab driver and he has a creepy smirk on his face. Fucking perv. I grab onto Rowan’s arm and lead her up to my apartment.
Once we are inside, she falls onto the couch, passing right out. I hop into the shower, hoping to gain a few extra minutes in the morning before work. I get undressed, looking at myself in the mirror. I take notice to love bites that Cooper left behind. I run my finger along each one, loving how he marked me. It’s fucking hot, like he claimed a part of me. I finally pull myself away from looking and take a quick shower. Once I am done and in my PJs, I figure I should text Cooper since he asked me to let him know I’d gotten home.
Me: I’m home.
He responds almost immediately.
Cooper: Thank you. I was getting worried, that seemed to take a while.
I smile thinking of him being worried about me.
Me: I took a quick shower first, sorry. I figured it would give me a few extra minutes in the morning.
Cooper: Damn, that is like a tease.
I laugh out loud at his response.
Me: I also noticed you left me marked.
Cooper: Something to keep me in your thoughts.
If he only knew that he’s been in my thoughts since the concert.
Me: I really had a great time tonight, cowboy.
Cooper: Doll, you have no idea how amazing tonight was for me. I’d like to see you again.
I don’t even need to think about it. I honestly can’t wait to see him again.
Me: Definitely. I need to get to sleep. I have work at nine tomorrow morning or this morning.
Cooper: Alright, get some rest. Call me when you get home from work and we will figure something out. Night, doll.
Me: Sounds great. Night, cowboy.
I put my phone on the charger and turn onto my side. Once I close my eyes, I am met by piercing brown eyes and sexy ass tattoos. I drift to sleep with my panties starting to get wet.
The most annoying noise in the world is screaming in my ear. How the fuck is it seven thirty already? I slowly roll over trying to smack the shit out of my phone. I keep missing it, so the damn screaming alarm keeps going. I reach my hand over again and slam it down on the nightstand, which of course, why the fuck not, causes my phone to fall onto the floor. “Are you fucking serious?” I groggily lean over the side of the bed to grab my damn phone.
“Are you fucking for real? Turn that thing off. It woke me up in the living room!” I grab my phone and turn off the alarm. I can’t help but laugh. I look over at Rowan. She is standing in my doorway, hair a mess, makeup running. Plus, my dress that was already too short is pretty much up around her waist. She stalks over to my bed and falls back. “Why the hell is that thing so loud?” I laugh and climb out of bed and lean over her.
“That is so loud because I need to make sure I get my ass up and to work on time. Unlike you who gets to sleep your Sunday away, I need to go make people beautiful.” I wink and make my way to the bathroom to get ready.
Once I have dressed in my black pants, black scoop neck tank top, and my favorite pink Nike sneakers, I begin to straighten my hair. I have to admit that I love my hair. It is the perfect length, the middle of my back and as plain as brown hair is, I love it. I think it makes my blue eyes pop. I put the straightening iron down once I’m done and apply my makeup. I usually do just a quick mascara and lip gloss for work. After I am completely done, I check myself in the mirror and smile. Not bad. I check my cell phone and see I actually have time to have a cup of coffe
e before I leave. I go into the kitchen, start the coffee pot, and go to check on Rowan. I poke my head into my bedroom to find her still in the same position, sound asleep. I shake my head, heading back to make my coffee.
I get to work and make my way inside. “Morning, ladies.” Everyone is still dragging ass. Sundays are always tough, well actually, no harder than Saturdays. I go to the back room and put my purse away. Terry is back there making coffee. This woman never takes a day off. I don’t know how she works seven days a week running this salon, plus takes care of her family. She really is someone I look up to. “Morning, Terry.” She turns with a smile already in place.
“Good morning, Emma. How was the concert?” Just the mention of it brings a smile to my face and Cooper to my mind.
“It was great.” I throw my purse on the couch when I hear Terry start to laugh. I turn around with a confused look because I have no idea what she is laughing at. She is standing with her arms crossed looking at me and laughing. “What?”
“You met someone didn’t you?” What the hell? How could she know that? I walk over and sit down at the break table. I look up at her smiling face and smile back.
“I don’t know how the hell you knew that, but yes, I did meet someone. He seems like a great guy.” She pulls out a chair, hands me a coffee, and tells me to spill. I tell her everything, well not the sexual things, but everything else.
“Emma, that is so romantic. He does sound like a great guy. When are you going to see him again?” Romantic I’m not sure about, hot as hell, yes totally. I think of the love bites he left and need to cross my legs to relieve the pressure I am starting to feel just from the thought of it.
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