by Cameron Hart
Closing my eyes, I picture what it was like to have him on top of me, the weight of his body resting on mine, the sound of his grunts in my ear, all of it, just… God, it was incredible.
“You ok there, kitten?” Cooper’s voice filters through my fantasy.
I pop my eyes open and see him leaning in the doorway to the living room.
“Yeah,” I say, my voice breathy and husky and giving away far too much.
Cooper quirks an eyebrow up, noticing my tone. “Thinking impure thoughts, are we?”
“Just remembering earlier today,” I smile up at him innocently.
His eyes darken and I know he knows what I’m talking about. “Ah, so not impure thoughts,” he says, stalking towards me. “Dirty thoughts,” he says once he gets to the couch, caging me in with one strong arm on either side of me. “Fucking filthy thoughts,” he growls.
And then he kisses me.
No, kissing isn’t a strong enough word for what’s happening. Cooper is ravishing me, consuming me with his teeth, his tongue, his devil lips. I feel the couch cushion press down with the weight of his knee next to me as Cooper towers over me and tilts my head up by tugging my hair back. He presses me into the couch and places open-mouthed kisses down my neck while I gasp for air.
“Fuck,” he finally says, resting his forehead on mine. “You completely unravel me with one look, sweetness. How is that even possible?”
“I don’t know, but you do the same thing to me,” I tell him honestly. He kisses me once more, then pushes himself off of the couch.
“Alright, now that you’ve got me all worked up, I’m going to head to bed. I have to be up bright and early for my first day on the new job,” he says.
I smile and follow Cooper down the hall but stop when I get to his bedroom door. When he realizes I’m not following him to the guest room I’ve been sleeping in, he turns around.
“Do you think maybe I could… stay in here with you tonight?” I ask. “I mean, we’ve already seen each other naked,” I shrug, hoping to not make a big deal about it.
Cooper walks back towards me and cups my face in his hands. “Sienna, I want you in there with me, baby, I do. But I want to respect your space and I want to keep my promise to wait until we’re both ready to have sex. I don’t know if I can control myself with your sexy little body next to me all night long.”
I nod and try not to let it hurt. I get it. I really do. And some part of me admires him for wanting to be noble and wait until I’m ready to take things to the next level. But I wasn’t even thinking about that. Ok, so I’m always thinking about that when I’m around Cooper, but I really just wanted to be in his arms.
“You’re right,” I tell him, trying to sound casual.
“Baby, please don’t be upset.”
“I’m not. I’m good. It was just an idea,” I shrug.
Cooper frowns, so I give him a chaste kiss and withdraw from his embrace before sauntering down the hall towards my room. “See you at four-thirty in the morning!” I call out.
He gives me a half pained, half teasing groan at the mention of his new wakeup time.
I crawl into bed and try to get some sleep. Like almost every other night since I left my mom and Derek, dark thoughts and worries plague me, making me toss and turn. I feel a nightmare coming on, so I try to stay awake as long as possible.
I don’t know how much time as gone by, but I’m in that weird half-asleep, half-awake state when my bedroom door opens. I think for a second I’m imagining it, that soon I’ll have a very dirty dream about Cooper, but then I feel the bed dip down with his weight as he crawls in next to me.
Cooper doesn’t say anything, he just turns me on my side, facing away from him, and curls his big, warm body around me, pulling my back into his chest.
“I should have let you stay. I’m sorry, kitten,” he whispers before kissing the back of my neck. “I couldn’t sleep without you in my arms.”
Tears burn in my eyes at his admission, but I refuse to let them fall. It’s like he once again sees right into my head and speaks directly to my fears and deepest needs. I nod and snuggle deeper into him.
“This is all I wanted,” I say softly.
Cooper squeezes me tightly and kisses between my shoulder blades before resting his forehead there. I finally feel myself relax enough to drift off to sleep.
✽✽✽
Cooper and I have a little routine now. It’s been five days of me running the business from the safety of his kitchen, and him working the bakery floor in my stead. We both get up bright and early and Cooper gets coffee going and then helps me whip up the pastries. We sip coffee and have breakfast while everything bakes, and then we load up a van Cooper bought for the business (despite my many protests).
Now I’m working on my second custom order – a cake for a fiftieth wedding anniversary. I can’t help but think about Cooper and me, and if I think we have what it takes to last that long. As much as I love my cheesy romance movies, I honestly never thought I’d have anything like that in my life.
But Cooper came along and threw my whole world out of order. I know I love him. It hit me square in the chest that first morning we woke up together. We shifted throughout the night so I was facing him with one leg wedged in between his. Cooper looked so peaceful, utterly fulfilled and content to have me in his arms. The alarm was about to go off, so I turned in his arms to grab my phone. Cooper mumbled something and pulled me back, tucking me into his side. I don’t think he even knew he was doing it, but something about that simple gesture broke through the last of my reserves.
Since then, we’ve slept together every night, but it’s always just that – sleep. We’ve made-out a lot, and he’s given me several orgasms, but he hasn’t gotten naked in front of me again, try as I might to convince him otherwise.
Well, no more. I have a plan for when he gets home, hopefully in the next thirty minutes or so. Something to prove to him that I’m all in and I’m ready for everything he has to give me.
As if sensing my urgency (and horniness), the elevator to his private penthouse dings and Cooper walks into the kitchen a few seconds later.
“You’re early,” I say with a bright smile, looking up from the cupcake I’m frosting.
“I couldn’t stay away from you any longer,” he says, pulling me into his arms.
Untangling myself from his arms, Cooper pouts, which makes me giggle.
“I have to put the finishing touches on this,” I explain, turning towards my cupcake and giving him my back.
He steps up behind me and winds his arms around my waist, kissing up and down my neck, just like I knew he would. The man can’t keep his hands off me. Not that I’m any better. He’s so busy nipping and kissing and grinding into me, he doesn’t notice when I swipe my finger through the bowl of frosting, gathering up a pretty good sized scoop of sugary goodness. When I feel his dick getting hard and pressing into my ass, I turn in his arms and welcome his kiss.
Cooper tilts his head to deepen our kiss, and I raise my hand up towards his face. He grabs my wrist right before I get a chance to wipe the frosting on his cheek. Breaking our kiss, he chuckles before sucking the frosting off of my finger.
“Ah, you’ve already tried unsuccessfully to get me with frosting that way, kitten.”
I pout, but only so he thinks he’s got the upper hand. Right before he goes in for another kiss, I take the cupcake I have in my other hand and wipe it down his neck. Cooper freezes. His face is absolutely priceless.
“Why, you—”
I cut him off by licking the frosting from his neck and quickly unbuttoning his shirt before he can stop me. I kiss and lick down his exposed chest while exploring his abs and back muscles with my hands once I’ve got his shirt open.
“Sienna…” he groans. “What are you doing to me?”
I look up at him and smirk. “Whatever I want.”
With that, I slide his shirt down his powerful shoulders and dip my finger in the bowl of frost
ing once again. This time he doesn’t stop me when I trail a line starting at his sternum and ending right above his belly button.
I flatten my tongue against his hard stomach and lick up towards his chest, never breaking eye contact.
“Fuck,” he grunts before winding his fingers in my hair and tipping my head back so he can devour me.
I feel his hands grip the hem of my t-shirt and I lift my arms up so he can take it off. He growls in approval at my choice not to wear a bra. Finally getting in on the frosting game, Cooper dips his fingers in frosting and circles one nipple and then the other. I shiver at the cool frosting and then moan when he sucks it off of me.
“Is this what you wanted, my sexy little kitten? You want to drive me fucking crazy?”
“I was hoping to seduce you,” I breathe out, my voice caught in my throat as he sucks on my other breast and bites my nipple.
Cooper stops in his tracks and looks at me. “You’ve been seducing me since the very first moment I held you in my arms, sweetness.”
“Well then how about I finish the job tonight?”
Before he can say anything else, I reach for his dress pants and get his belt undone.
“Are you sure, Sienna?” He asks, his voice tight with restraint.
I loop my fingers in the waistband of his pants and tug him closer to me while looking up at him.
“I’m sure, Cooper. I want everything with you, and I want it starting tonight.”
His eyes somehow manage to go soft and yet sharp with arousal at the same time.
“Thank fuck,” he growls. “I can’t stay away from you anymore, baby.”
“Then don’t.”
I hardly get the words out of my mouth before Cooper slides my shorts down my legs.
“Damn, kitten. You weren’t wearing panties or a bra all day today?” He asks while kneeling in front of me and massaging up my legs.
I shrug and smile down at him.
“Dirty girl,” he grunts, kissing a trail from my belly button to the top of my pussy.
In one swift move, Cooper stands up with me in his arms and deposits me on the counter. He stands between my legs and kisses me urgently. When we break apart, I see a playful gleam in his eyes.
“You don’t know what kind of game you’ve started, sweetness,” he says, his voice low and gravelly and sexy as fuck.
“Show me then,” I reply.
Cooper gathers up some frosting on his fingers and trails a lazy path between my breasts, down to circle my belly button. He lifts his fingers to my mouth and I suck the remnants of the sugary frosting off of his digits, swirling my tongue and nipping the pads of his fingers. I love watching his pupils dilate with every swipe of my tongue. I can’t wait until I can taste his cock.
He withdraws his fingers from my mouth and leans in to pull my bottom lip between his teeth. He peppers hungry nips and bites down my neck, my collarbone, and then begins cleaning up the trail of frosting with his tongue. I lean back with my hands behind me on the counter to give him better access. I swear I can feel every swipe of his tongue on my clit.
When he’s done, Cooper stands up and guides me so I’m laying down on the counter all the way, and then sets my heels right on the edge, opening my legs wide for him to see all of me.
“Fucking beautiful,” he whispers more to himself than to me. His hands are all over me then, cupping my breasts, tickling down my curves, squeezing my thighs.
Cooper kneels down so his face is right in front of my pussy. I close my eyes when I feel his warm breath across my wet opening, and gasp when I feel cool frosting coating my folds. Before I can even process the different sensations, Cooper eats up the frosting, using every part of his mouth on my soft, tender skin.
He growls into my cunt and nips at my clit, making my inner muscles contract and my legs snap around his head. I feel Cooper’s tongue circle around my tight little hole and slowly push inside of me for the first time.
“Oh!” I yelp, the unfamiliar sensation quickly giving way to absolute pleasure. His wicked tongue darts in and out of me and then circles my clit, again and again, working me up into a frenzy.
I hold my breath as the muscles in my back all tense up. I buck my hips and moan every time Cooper’s tongue hits me just right, sending jolts of electricity through my body. Slowly, one finger slides into my cunt, and I squeeze around it tightly, making Cooper groan.
“Jesus, you’re so tight. It’s going to feel fucking incredible to be inside of you, sweetness.”
He keeps pumping his finger in and out of me while sucking on my clit. Then there are two fingers stretching my tight channel, and with a sudden flick of his wrist, Cooper hits some spot inside of my cunt that has my orgasm slamming into me, my entire body curling in and then exploding with uncontrollable waves of pleasure, so intense I can’t breathe.
Cooper doesn’t stop, he doesn’t let up for one second, he just licks me right through it, pushing my orgasm beyond anything I’ve experienced so far. His ruthless tongue drags across my tender flesh, lapping at my release. He growls and sucks on my pussy making wet, sloppy noises. The man is an animal, gorging on my cunt, making me pant and moan and grab his head, shoving in deeper into me. I can’t get enough. Neither can he.
I cum again around his fingers, bowing my back off the counter. Cooper grunts into my still-convulsing pussy and guides my legs over his shoulders. His hands slip underneath my ass and bring me impossibly closer to his mouth so he can lick me clean. My bones are liquid by the time he’s done.
I’m vaguely aware of being lifted up in Cooper’s arms and carried into his room. When he sets me down, Cooper kisses my forehead, nose, and lips so sweetly. He cups my cheeks and rests his forehead on mine.
“Are you sure about this, kitten?”
I nod and place my hands on the outsides of his, looking into those kind, blue eyes of his that have so quickly become my home. “I trust you, Cooper. I want you. I can’t wait any longer.
“Me neither, baby,” he says, kissing me deeply, brutally, and yet reverently. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, I promise,” he whispers into the side of my neck before kissing me there. Cooper skims his hands down my body and walks us towards the bed, where he gently pushes me down so I’m spread out before him.
Seeing the way his body reacts to mine, the way his gaze darkens, how his cock hardens even more in the confines of his pants, makes me feel sexy and confident. I spread my legs wide and offer myself to him.
“Jesus,” he grunts, ridding himself of the rest of his clothing. “So goddamn gorgeous. My beautiful, sexy sweetness giving me her delicious body…”
Cooper stands in front of my completely naked, and god, how I’ve missed looking at all of him. Feeling all of him. I sit up and reach out for his thick dick, but he catches my wrist and pulls it away.
“I’m afraid you’ve got me right on the edge, kitten. I swear if you breathe on me I’m going to cum, and I want this to last longer than that.”
“Oh…” I blush, not sure what to say to that. “So… now what?” I wince at my own ignorance, but Cooper cups my face and traces his thumb over my jaw.
“Now you let me enjoy you. Let me have control, kitten. Let me make your first time incredible.”
I nod and lean back on the bed, opening myself up again for him. Cooper takes another moment to look me up and down. I feel the heat of his gaze over my skin, my nipples, my lips, and then he locks his eyes on mine.
Never breaking eye contact, Cooper crawls on top of me and settles between my legs, rubbing his cock up and down my slit while resting his weight on his forearm beside my head.
“Ready?” He asks.
I nod and squeeze my eyes shut, preparing for the pain of losing my virginity.
“Hey, look at me, Sienna,” Cooper says so softly.
I open my eyes and see Cooper looking at me with such longing, such desire, but beyond that, I see the kindness and patience of the man I love. “I’m ready,” I whisper.
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sp; He kisses me sweetly and lines himself up with my entrance. I feel the head of his cock stretching me wide open, and he’s hardly even inside of me yet. I tense up and hold my breath. Cooper stops and nuzzles the side of my neck.
“Breathe, sweetness,” he whispers in my ear. “I promise I’ll take good care of you.”
I take a deep breath and turn my head to kiss him while he surges forward, stretching me with his massive cock. Cooper works his length inside of me one shallow thrust at a time until he bumps up against my barrier.
“Look at me, kitten. I want to see you the second I make you mine forever.” His voice is shaking, his muscles tense with the effort of holding back.
“Do it, Cooper. Make me yours.”
He pulls back slightly and then thrusts inside of me all the way. I cry out and cling to him as he splits my body open.
“I’m sorry, baby girl. You’re doing so good. Are you ok?” His tone is equal parts concern on my behalf and pained that he can’t move. I’m struck again at the self-control this man has over his own body all so I can be comfortable.
“I’m ok, Cooper. I’m so… full. It doesn’t hurt much anymore.”
“Yeah?” He croaks out, resting his forehead on mine.
I wiggle my hips, trying to get used to the feeling of him inside of me. I like it. Not only how he makes my skin light on fire and my pussy throb in ways I couldn’t even imagine a few minutes ago, but I like knowing we’re as connected, as close as two people can possibly be. I’m already losing track of where I end and he begins.
“Move, Cooper. I need you to move.”
“Fuck,” he groans. “I don’t want to hurt you, Sienna.”
I buck my hips and wrap my legs around him, taking him impossibly deeper. We both cry out with the rush of sensations, and a wave of wetness flows out of me.
“Please,” I beg, wiggling my hips again.
He crushes my lips with his and pulls out of me only to push back inside, hitting me deep. Cooper growls and fists my hair, tugging my neck up so he can kiss and bite me there.
“You feel so damn good, sweetness. This pussy was made for me,” he grunts while picking up the pace.