by Ash, Nikki
“What is your favorite color?” I ask him out of nowhere.
He looks at me like I am crazy but then responds. “Um, if I had to pick I would say black, I guess.”
“Black isn’t a color, silly. It’s a shade.”
He chuckles at my fact. “Well then Black is my favorite shade.”
I let him keep his answer and ask another question.
“What is your favorite food?”
He thinks for a moment and responds with a bit of a frown. “Definitely my mom’s lasagna when she used to cook.”
I get stuck on the part about his mom but choose to leave it alone. I have noticed he doesn’t like to talk about his parents or his life outside of us right here and now.
“Yum, lasagna is good. What is your favorite movie?”
He stills his hands from rubbing on my ass and gives me a smirk. “Are we playing twenty questions? Because if we are, I am pretty sure it’s supposed to work both ways.”
“I am just trying to get to know you. My favorite color is pink and my favorite food is Crème brûlée. Now what’s your favorite movie?”
He gives me a soft kiss to my lips but that I hope will continue but ends too quickly. “Batman. My favorite movie is Batman. I could watch it every day.”
I laugh at that.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing.” I shrug. “Just imagining a grown man watching Batman!”
“Hey, now! Have you seen Batman? Batman is not just for kids. He is a grown man himself who saves Gotham from all the bad guys.”
I laugh even harder. “Ok, ok. It’s a grown man movie, and no, I haven’t seen it.”
“You’ve never seen it? Then you don’t get to judge!”
“Ha ha! Ok, Coop. I will take your word for it. What do you like to do in your free time?”
“Wait, first, tell me what your favorite movie is.”
“Ok, don’t make fun of me but Love and Basketball is my favorite movie.”
“So, you like basketball?”
Oh, boy he is totally going to make fun of me. “No, I just love how the girl is so strong, and how over years they love each other, and in the end, they are finally together. Ok, now tell me what you do in your free time.”
He doesn’t even think about it when he says, “Work out. I love to work out and do MMA.”
“What’s MMA?” I ask.
“Mixed Martial Arts.”
“Oh! Like The Karate Kid?”
He bursts out laughing. “So, you’ve seen The Karate Kid but not Batman? Yes, like that movie, I guess. What do you enjoy doing?”
I have to think about this because I don’t want him to realize I am an eighteen-year-old, recent high school graduate, with no job. I decide to just be honest but vague. “I enjoy reading but books can be expensive so when I find a book I really like, I usually read it several times.”
“That’s commitment right there,” He says with mock seriousness.
“Oh hush!” I move out of his arms and back up, getting just far enough away to splash him with the pool water. His face is drenched, and the water is dripping down his hair. Cooper’s gaze heats with intensity causing me to back up a little more. I am not sure what he is going to do so I wait in anticipation. As soon as the words it’s on leave his mouth I take off but before I can even swim two feet away, he jumps at me and grabs me by the waist spinning me around. I close my eyes tight so when the chlorine hits me it won’t burn my eyes, but no water comes.
Suddenly I feel his lips on mine, but once again, he pulls away quickly, leaving me with nothing more than a tease. It can barely count as a kiss but it makes me want more.
Several hours, questions, and drinks later I am beat to death by the sun and ready to go back up to the room. Cooper agrees, and we head back up. When we get inside, I start to head to the bathroom to change out of my bathing suit and rinse the greasy sun screen off my body when Cooper stops me. He rubs his hand down my arm and looks into my eyes like he’s dehydrated and needs me to personally rehydrate him. He moves toward me, closing the distance between us as his lips crash into mine. I gasp softly into his mouth because holy shit! I am finally going to experience my first real kiss.
First softly, then more roughly, our mouths move against each other. I can feel his tongue gliding across my lips seeking entrance and I willingly open them to allow him access. His mouth tastes similar to what it did last night, sweet with a hint of spice. It must be the Jack he keeps ordering. His hands rub up and down my arms smoothly causing goose bumps to rise up across my skin. My hands wrap around his neck and then move further up to grab ahold of his hair as I continue to kiss him back. He groans softly and tugs my body closer to his but stops the kiss way too soon.
“Let’s take a shower,” he whispers into my ear and before I can answer he is grabbing my hand and pulling me into the bathroom. He turns the handle for the water and gets in with his bathing suit still on. I know he is doing this for my benefit, not sure where I stand in this situation, and that makes me want him that much more. He puts his hand out to take mine and I follow him in, still in my bathing suit as well.
The water is warm and feels good against my sun kissed skin. I turn around to face away from the water and allow it to massage my body. When I open my eyes, Cooper is towering over me, giving me a heated look that tells me exactly what he wants from me.
He grabs the soap from the sidebar and squirts some into his hand, turns me around and begins to rub it onto my shoulders and down my arms untying the top string around my neck. It causes me to shiver and he stops, turning my head to face him. He gives me a look with one eyebrow up silently asking is this ok? Not being able to find my voice I nod eagerly.
He continues rubbing the body wash all over my body. When he gets to my back, I can feel him untie my last bathing suit string causing my top to fall to the floor of the shower.
He moves his hands toward my front and begins to rub circles around my nipples, palming my breasts. The stimulating sense I feel from his touch causes me to let out a loud whimper.
He takes my noises as a cue to continue, slowly sliding my bikini bottom down my thighs as I lift each foot up just enough for him to remove it as it joins my top on the floor.
His hands go back to massaging my breasts and it feels unbelievable. He squeezes more soap out of the bottle and begins to soap up my entire body moving to my stomach and then to my mound. Thank god Kayla made me get a full Brazilian before we left! I think he is going to stop there but he keeps going.
He soaps up my thighs and when he gets to my feet, he lifts my foot up and kisses the insole. If he is trying to drive me crazy with want, it is working. He moves back up the inside of my thigh until he reaches the apex. I can’t take my eyes off him as I watch him pull apart my pussy lips with his fingers, inserting one into me. I moan quietly at the feeling. Why in the world did I ever wait so long to be touched by a guy?
“Damn, baby, you are so tight. You feel amazing around my finger.” I should tell him I am a virgin but I don’t want him to stop. Kayla told me she barely bled her first time so if we have sex in the shower hopefully he will never know. Plus, I got on the pill a few days before we left so I’m covered.
He inserts another digit into me, and even in the shower I can feel how wet I am around his fingers. He pumps in and out of me causing my body to tremble at his touch. His other hand reaches up and starts pulling and tugging on my nipples. His fingers are bringing me to the edge of insanity and I don’t know what to do.
His fingers begin moving faster, going deeper, and suddenly they hit something deep inside of me causing me to tighten up. My climax is building, and my body is shaking with the need to release. “Let go, baby. Come for me.” I have no choice but to let go when I hear those words from him, experiencing the most amazing orgasm I have ever felt. The ones I have given myself over these years are nothing in comparison to what I am feeling now.
He has a beautiful smirk on his face knowing what he just
did to me that quickly morphs into pure lust. He licks some of the water from his lips and moves some of the wayward hair from my face before attacks my lips. This kiss is different from the first one. This one screams of want and desire. His tongue finds mine, and I can’t get enough of his taste in my mouth as they move in a rhythmic motion swirling around each other. It reminds me of how close we danced together last night. Every part of me just fits with every part of him.
As I come down from my orgasm, he removes his fingers and I immediately want them back in me. He sees my face turn to a pout and he kisses it away. He takes the fingers he just had in me and puts them into his mouth. Holy shit! My sex pulses, my legs squeezing together and I watch him lick my essence of his fingers.
“Mmm, baby girl. You taste damn good. I am going to need to taste some more of this soon.”
When he removes his fingers, my eyes stay glued to his mouth. It is then I realize he is removing his bathing suit. I watch as he unties the drawstring that holds them up and pushes his shorts down exposing his long thick cock. He continues to push the shorts farther down and steps out of them, dropping them on to the floor over my bathing suit pieces.
My eyes move back to his hard length as he takes it in his hand and begins to stroke it a few times, never losing eye contact with me. I know it sounds crazy but I am seriously wondering how in the world that thing is going to fit inside of me.
He must sense my nervousness because he lets go of his cock and moves closer to me, gripping my chin so I am looking right into his beautiful green eyes. Keeping eye contact with me, he whispers, “Wrap your arms around my neck, baby.” I do as he says. Then he grabs my ass in his hands and lifts me up against the shower wall. It’s cool against my back but feels good against my heated skin.
“I plan to take you in the bed but right now I can’t wait to have you. Are you on birth control? I’m clean. I have to get checked often for my job.”
He continues to look into my eyes searching for what, I don’t know. This is where I should tell him I am a virgin but instead I simply murmur, “I am clean and on the pill.”
As soon as he hears those words, without any barriers between us, he presses the head of his dick to my entrance and in one fluid motion buries himself inside me. At first, I feel a burning sensation as he rips through my virginity but after a few minutes it begins to feel good. Damn good.
I hold onto his hair with my arms around his neck as he moves in and out of me. His hands are holding my ass cheeks tightly as he pulls his dick out slowly then pushes it back in with more force.
“Fuck, Liz. You are so tight. It’s like you are choking my cock. I don’t know how long I am going to last. It has never felt this way.”
I begin to feel something building up inside me once again as he continues this motion of in and out, in and out. I look at him and he can feel me tightening up around him.
“C’mon, baby give it to me one more time,” he grunts out and I do. The building up finally spills over and I lose it, my body convulsing and shaking as I orgasm once again. I scream out his name and he picks up speed knowing I have climaxed again.
He pumps into me relentlessly. My head is smacking against the shower wall but I don’t even care. If I die from a concussion from this, I will die a very happy girl.
His mouth moves to my neck sucking hard like he needs an outlet to release all his built-up tension. His thrusts get choppier and I feel his cock begin to swell inside of me as his hands and legs shake from the intensity of his orgasm.
He comes to a complete stop, breathing heavily, and moves his face from out of my neck, giving me a small smile. I smile back, and he carefully sets me down. I am pretty sure this man just ruined me for every guy whose to come in the future. This time, we wash our bodies ourselves and then we venture out of the bathroom in our towels all cleaned up.
We lie down in the bed, order room service for dinner, and watch some television. As we lay together, he rubs up and down my arms absentmindedly. I don’t even think he realizes he’s doing it. It’s like he has to be touching me in some way at all times. As he watches some sports game, I take the opportunity to try to burn every beautiful feature of him into my brain for later, which makes me want him all over again. If tonight is all I get I need to make it count.
I begin to adjust myself and move down the bed. Cooper looks over at me with a confused expression across his face but don’t say anything, letting my actions speak for themselves. I get down to the bottom of the bed and pull the sheets off him and staring right at me is his big beautiful cock.
I am not sure if a cock is supposed to be called beautiful and I have never seen one until tonight, but looking at it up close, I have to say Cooper has one mighty fine-looking cock.
He stares down at me wondering what I am doing, probably wondering why I am just staring at his dick. Taking his hard length into my hands, I stroke it up and down. It feels soft like velvet yet rough. I can’t believe this was just in me a little while ago. I take my mouth and kiss the tip of the crown feeling the smoothness of it across my lips. I look back up and his eyebrows are raised but he still hasn’t moved a muscle. I wonder if he realizes this is my first time touching one.
I lick my lips in anticipation before putting the head of his cock between my lips once again. I swirl my tongue over the tip, tasting the little bit of precum that surfaces. I do it once again and Cooper groans out loud. Knowing that I am causing this reaction from him spurs me on.
I go up higher onto my knees and place my mouth over the entire length of his cock and slide it down to the back of my throat coating it with my saliva. I begin to bob my head up and down, stopping at the top to swirl my tongue around the head.
Cooper takes my hair and moves it out of my way, gripping ahold of it tightly, while I continue to deep throat him. Down, up, swirl. Down, up, swirl. I can feel his body beginning to tense and feel his grip on my hair go even tighter. The swelling of his cock, tells me he is getting close to his release, so I start going faster, taking it deeper as I can go.
He tries to pull my head off him but I figure if I am going to do this I might as well fully commit. I keep going and if it is even possible his cock gets harder and thicker and within a few seconds I can feel the warm salty liquid shoot into my mouth and coat my throat. He groans my name as I continue to suck him and lick him through his orgasm, swallowing it all down.
When he is done, I look up at him hoping it was good for him. His wide smile is confirmation enough that my first blowjob was a success. I get up to wash my mouth out and come back to bed to cuddle with him. I hate that when tomorrow comes this will be the ending, when in another lifetime this would be the beginning.
The food arrives and after Cooper takes the cart from the guy, he brings it all into the bed.
“Yum! I want some of your burger.” Cooper goes to grab a piece and I give him a look that says he’s crazy. He pouts, and I laugh, figuring it will be funny to tease him with my juicy burger.
“Mmm… I bet it’s going to be delicious. Maybe you shouldn’t have ordered a salad!”
I take a huge bite of my double bacon cheeseburger, all the condiments packed inside of it dripping down my face. Of course, he starts laughing at me.
“I don’t think your mouth can handle all that. You need to share with me.” He swipes his finger up the side of my mouth removing the mess I have created and puts it into his mouth.
“I handled you just fine, didn’t I?”
“Damn right you did! Now share some of that burger with me.” I give in and bring the burger to his mouth allowing him to take a bite.
Once we are finished eating (and Cooper has finished eating almost half my burger), he grabs the empty trays, puts them on the cart, and rolls it outside the door before climbing back in to bed. As he gets situated, I’m able to sneak a closer look at his tattoos since he isn’t wearing a shirt.
I notice the tattoo on his arm is of a huge dragon that begins at the top of his shoulder and cove
rs his entire arm with the tail extending to his forearm. There is writing in the tail, but I can’t make out what it says.
Cooper notices me staring at his tattoo and gives me a wink moving closer to me. “The dragon symbolizes strength.” He points to the dragon. “And him breathing fire symbolizes me breaking free from my parents’ constraints. I got it a few years after my parents split up and shit got bad. I was working with my dad and ended up leaving to go work on my own. I am heading back home to work with him again and have no idea how I am going to deal with him. In the tail, it says, ‘I breathe in my courage and exhale my fear.’ It’s to remind myself that I am strong enough to stand up to him and be my own person.”
“It’s beautiful,” I whisper without realizing I am running my fingertips along the words of the quote he just read to me. I can feel goose bumps rise up and I look at him and see he is staring at me like he is about to devour me. His look of want causes my sex to tingle and I instinctively tighten my thighs to seek relief. He leans forward and begins to kiss me with such passion it’s as if he’s making love to my mouth. His lips mold to mine, his tongue battling with my own, and it’s official, Cooper has ruined me.
We make love a few more times throughout the night until I once again fall sleep with his body wrapped around mine, wishing tonight would never have to end.
I wake up to the door unlocking and then opening and realize the space next to me is empty. The clock reads five in the morning. Kayla is tiptoeing into the room in a shirt and cotton shorts that reads Miami, Florida. She must have bought them from one of the tourist shops. She has her dress and heels in her arms and I can tell she is trying not to wake me.
When she looks over at me and sees I am awake, she giggles and lies down in her bed, patting the spot next to her for me to join her. I get up to crawl across the bed when I feel the crinkling sound of paper. I look down at it and see my name scribbled along the top. The only person it could be from is Cooper, and my stomach falls at the realization that it’s a goodbye note. I knew this was coming but I didn’t realize how much it would hurt.