Boss Me Sweetly

by Cameron Hart

  The lady remembered me from my original visit and gave me a knowing look when I went for the same pieces again. I’m sure she assumed my lover, as she so delicately put it, ripped up my pretty lingerie in a fit of passion. She doesn’t have to know what really happened. Plus, I hope to be coming back here again soon to buy more pieces for Cooper to destroy.

  We haven’t had sex since before I was taken. It wasn’t possible for me for the first few weeks – I really did take a beating and it took a while for me to recover. After about three weeks, all my bruises were healed, my shoulder was back to normal, and the only thing reminding me of that awful night was the boot on my foot. I got that off last week, but Cooper still treats me with kid gloves when it comes to sex. He thinks me having an orgasm would still be too strenuous on my body, so yeah. I haven’t cum in six whole weeks. That was never a problem before I met Cooper, but he got me all addicted to him and the things he does to my body, and then he made me quit cold turkey. My only solace is that he also hasn’t had an orgasm this whole time, so at least I know he’s suffering too. It also gives me hope that my plan to seduce him will work, especially after officially getting a clean bill of health from my doctor this morning at my very last, post-boot removal check-up.

  Cooper really wanted to go with me, but I knew he had a big meeting today and I promised him I’d FaceTime him before and after. He wanted to be on the phone the whole time during the appointment, but I’m glad I talked him out of that.

  “What smells so good, sweetness?” Cooper calls out from the hallway.

  I check the clock on the oven and see he’s about thirty minutes earlier than I thought. No worries. My plan is still perfect.

  “Probably the dinner I’m cooking for my man,” I reply with a smile as Cooper walks into the kitchen.

  I’m still not used to how freaking handsome he is, especially in his expensive, tailor-made suit. And no, it’s not just my lack of sex lately that’s saying that. He really is that freaking sexy. That dark hair coupled with his bright blue eyes, easy smile, and dimples, Cooper really is just too gorgeous for words. Let’s not even get started on his incredible muscles and gigantic…

  “You ok, baby?” Cooper asks, making his way over to me and wrapping me up in his arms. We might not have had sex in weeks, but he’s always given me plenty of hugs and sweet touches, knowing that I crave that from him after being alone for so long. And also because it’s Cooper and I just crave him all the time.

  “Mmhmm, just thinking about what you’re hiding under that sexy suit,” I murmur before kissing the side of his neck.

  Cooper’s breath catches in his throat and I feel his muscles involuntarily flex against me, his cock twitching as well. I grin into his tender flesh and then nip at him ever so slightly. I feel him harden even more against me. This is going to be easier than I thought.

  “Fuck, you can’t say shit like that, Sienna. I want you so damn bad.”

  “So take me,” I practically purr, staring him straight in the eyes.

  I watch his pupils dilate and his nostrils flare. I go for the kill and bite my bottom lip. That does it.

  Cooper tugs the hair at the back of my neck and takes my mouth in a hungry kiss. We’ve kissed since everything happened, of course. Well, once my bruises started to fade. It was the longest week of my life. But all of our kisses have been sweet. Tender. Careful.

  There is nothing sweet about this kiss.

  It’s filthy and forceful and so perfect. I push him backwards so he’s pinned between me and the counter. No escaping now. Pressing my body closer to his, I rub up and down, giving us both the friction we need.

  Cooper groans into the kiss, the first sign of actual primal desire he’s shown in weeks. His hands roam down my back, squeezing my hips and then landing on my ass where he holds me in place while he grinds into me.

  My fingers trail down his defined chest, feeling him up through his nice dress shirt that I want to rip off of him. All in good time. The spell is broken, however, when my hand drifts down and palms his cock. Cooper hisses and pulls away from me slightly, pressing his lips to my forehead and breathing in deeply.

  “Shit,” he mumbles into my skin.

  I giggle and roll my hips into him one last time, making him growl softly.

  “Kitten…” he groans, sounding in pain. “Don’t tease me.”

  I push off of him and turn towards the oven, swinging my hips as I walk away from him. Looking over my shoulder, I see a breathless Cooper holding onto the counter for support. It makes me feel sexy and powerful and confident of my plan. “I’ll be good,” I say. “For now.”

  Cooper clears his throat and wipes a hand down his face, trying to gain his composure. “So,” he finally says. “What’s for dinner?”

  “Creamy pesto chicken and potatoes. I also have a dessert I think you’re going to love,” I tell him while stirring the sauce that’s been simmering on the stovetop.

  “Oh yeah?” He says, his voice lower and much closer than I thought it would be.

  Cooper is right behind me, his breath tickling the back of my neck while his hands skim over my hips before grabbing them and pulling me back so my ass is pressed against his erection. It’s even larger now.

  “I thought we were being good,” I whisper.

  “So good,” he replies in between peppering kisses down the side of my neck. Cooper’s large hands move from my hips down my thighs, lifting up the skirt of my dress to trace feather-light circles on the exposed skin of my thighs.

  “So good,” I moan in agreement. His fingers tease me, moving so slowly up the insides of my thighs, closer, closer, closer.

  I spin around in his arms before he reaches my center and discovers my lacy lingerie, looping my arms around his neck and biting his bottom lip. Cooper takes the hint and shoves his tongue into my mouth, devouring me all over again with hungry strokes of his tongue.

  “Jesus,” he grunts once we break apart.

  The timer for the chicken goes off, and I grin up at him, giving him one more chaste kiss on his lips before turning back towards the food I’ve prepared. “Hungry for dinner?” I ask.

  “I’m hungry for something, alright,” he mumbles.

  I laugh and place the pan of chicken and potatoes on the stove top to cool a bit before serving.

  We manage to get through dinner without too much groping and making out. Cooper tries to clear the table, but I swat his hands away and tell him to stay put while I get the dessert.

  I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous about this part. I’m pretty confident he’ll love this surprise, but it’s kind of a game changer and any girl would be nervous in my position. Taking a deep breath, I arrange the special dessert on a serving tray. Lemon cupcakes with raspberry filling and vanilla bean frosting. Each cupcake has a different design on top – a baby bottle, a diaper, little booties, a rattle, etc.

  I set the tray in front of Cooper and stand back, waiting for his reaction.

  “These are so cute,” he says. “Are they left over from a baby shower custom order?” He asks, eyeing each cupcake.

  “No…” I reply.

  “A kid’s birthday?”

  “Nope.”

  I see the moment it dawns on him. His eyes grow wide with disbelief as he lifts is head and looks right at me. His eyes drop to my hands, covering my non-existent baby bump.

  “Are you saying…?”

  I nod my head and smile anxiously. His look isn’t giving away anything other than shock.

  Cooper is out of his chair and down on his knees in front of me in a flash, placing tender kisses all over my belly. I laugh as I choke back tears.

  “I love you so much, little one,” he says into my stomach in between kisses. “I’m going to protect you always and fill your life with so much love,” he promises.

  I rake my fingers through his hair, causing him to look up at me. There are tears in his eyes and a huge grin on his face.

  “You’re pregnant,” he s
ays, making me laugh again.

  “So I’ve been told,” I nod.

  Cooper stands up and wraps his strong arms around me, lifting me up and twirling me around. I laugh kiss him all over his face. Finally, we stop spinning, and Cooper slides me down his body until my feet hit the ground. He cradles my head in his hands and looks at me with so much love I feel like I might start crying. When Cooper’s thumbs wipe away my tears, I realize I’ve done just that.

  “Sienna, my kitten, god I love you so much,” he says softly before kissing me. One kiss rolls into another and another until we’re both panting for air. Cooper keeps me close to him, pressing my body into his while we both catch our breath.

  He leads me over to the couch and sits down, pulling me into his lap. “When did you find out?” He asks, one hand pressed to my belly possessively while the other rubs circles on my back.

  “This morning at my doctor appointment. They did bloodwork the first time I was brought into the hospital, of course, but I guess it was too soon to tell. Since today was my last scheduled appointment, they did a full workup again and the doctor called me a few hours later to let me know.”

  “How are you feeling? Do you need anything? Vitamins, right? And maternity clothes? Shit, I don’t know how to put on a diaper. Which room do you want to be the nursery? Should we move out of the city since we’re starting a family? What if—”

  I cut him off with a heated kiss, hoping to stop him from spiraling out of control. Cooper is already so protective of me, and I know being pregnant is going to make him crazy with the need to take care of me. Of us.

  “There’s more,” I whisper into his lips once I’ve kissed him into submission.

  “More?” He croaks out, an adorably worried look on his face.

  “Mmhmm,” I hum before readjusting myself on his lap so I’m straddling him. Cooper’s hands automatically find my ass and squeeze, causing my hips to roll forward. “The doctor said I can have all the filthy, mind-blowing, toe-curling sex I want,” I purr, looking him in the eye as I slowly lift my dress over my head, revealing my red, barely-there lingerie set. “He said it was perfectly safe for me to cum long and hard, again, and again, and—"

  Cooper smacks my ass, causing me to gasp and buck my hips. He groans and squeezes my ass, thrusting up as I grind down on him. “Are you telling me you talked to your doctor about orgasms?” He growls into the side of my neck before sucking and biting the tender flesh there.

  My body is buzzing, vibrating with a need so great I’m almost afraid of the release it will bring. I can’t form any more words; my body is completely given over to lust and longing. I simply moan in reply, hoping he can sense how desperate I am to cum.

  “Looks like I’m going to have to remind you what it means to be mine, kitten,” Cooper says as he continues trailing kisses down my neck and shoulder. “Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy in this,” he growls before pulling the cup of my bra down with his teeth.

  One minute we’re making out on the couch and the next minute I’m in his arms as he carries me down the hall to our room. Cooper kisses and bites and loves every inch of me before stripping me down and getting naked himself. He has me spread out for him on the bed while he stands before me, stroking his cock.

  “Goddamn, sweetness,” he grits out, squeezing the tip of his cock and closing his eyes. Cooper takes a deep breath and then opens his eyes, staring right at me with dirty intentions. I bite my lip and spread my legs open, showing him what he’s been missing.

  “I need you, Cooper,” I tell him breathlessly.

  He kneels down in between my legs and nuzzles my belly, placing sweet kisses right where your baby is growing. I can’t help the watery smile that thought brings to my face. Cooper looks up with the same expression. I feel closer to him than I ever have.

  Cooper continues trailing kisses up from my belly, over my ribs, in between my breasts, up my neck, my jaw, and then he hovers over my mouth.

  “Are you sure you’re ready for me, kitten? Once I get inside of you, I don’t know if I’ll be able to control myself. It’s been too damn long.”

  “And whose fault is that?” I tease.

  Cooper nips my bottom lip, pulling it through his teeth and then licking away the sting. “I’m serious, Sienna. I need to hear you say the words.”

  I cup his face in my hands and stare into his breath-taking blue eyes. The same blue eyes that captivated me all those weeks ago when I stumbled into his arms. The same blue eyes that pleaded with me to give him a second chance. The same blue eyes that knocked down all of my walls and quickly became my new home. The same blue eyes I hope to gaze into for the rest of my life.

  “I need you, Cooper,” I tell him again, though my tone is different this time. I do need him, and not just to give me an orgasm, but to feel the closeness that can only come from being connected to him from the inside out.

  “I need you too, Sienna,” he whispers before kissing me.

  He sits back on his heels and runs his hands all over my body, mapping me out and making me quiver in anticipation. He starts by gliding his fingers down my shoulders, then over my breasts, stopping briefly to tweak my nipples. Lower, lower, lower his hands roam, until they grasp my thighs and spread me wide open.

  Cooper dips two fingers into my slit, groaning when he feels how wet I am. He rubs my clit and plunges two fingers into my pulsing, wet hole while I writhe beneath him. Cooper withdraws his fingers and wipes my honey over my lips before kissing it off. I swear I almost cum from that alone.

  I wiggle my hips, trying to get him where I need him most. Cooper takes the hint and reaches down, positioning his cock at my entrance. He surges forward, hitting the end of me in one, long thrust.

  “Fuck, Sienna, god I missed you so much,” he groans, holding himself still inside of me so I can get used to the feeling again.

  I whimper and nod my head in agreement. Cooper claims my mouth again, sucking on my tongue while pulling out and setting a frantic pace. It feels so fucking good to have him inside of me again, his fat cock stretching me and filling me again and again.

  My legs tighten around his hips and my hands grip the tight muscles in his back. I hang on to this powerful beast as he fucks me with rough strokes, imprinting himself on me, in me for all of time. No one will ever make me feel this way. No one but my Cooper. My love.

  I feel his mouth on my neck and his thumb circling my clit. Gasping for air, my spine arches, lifting me off the bed as I dig my nails into his back. My orgasm is right there, so close, my muscles stretch, my body reaching out for it…

  Cooper pinches my clit and I explode, crying out his name as my pussy spasms around him, trying to suck him in deeper.

  “Jesus, you feel incredible, coming around my cock like a good girl. Let’s see if I can get you to do it again.”

  With that, Cooper stands up and pulls me with him, tugging me towards the nearest wall. My pussy clenches just thinking about what he has in mind. He spins me around so I’m facing the wall, my back to his front. I feel his hands skimming up and down my body, stroking my skin and keeping me right on edge.

  “Hands on the wall, sweetness,” he whispers into my neck before biting the skin there and licking away the sting. I do as he says, and am rewarded with his fingers in my pussy, circling my clit and making me leak my juices all over his hand. “I’m going to make you cum so hard, kitten, so fucking hard. Goddamn, I want to tear you apart and feast on you and fuck you. You make me crazy with need, baby girl.”

  I moan at his words, rubbing my ass against him over and over. Cooper snarls, biting me again. It hurts so good and I love knowing he feels this need to mark me. But then he kisses the skin so tenderly and runs his nose up and down the same spot.

  “After you’re so thoroughly fucked you can’t even move, I’m going to kiss it all better, I promise. I’ll always take care of you. Always, Sienna.”

  This is my Cooper. Sexy as fuck, dominating, rough, and wild. But somehow also gentle, sweet, and c
aring. He’s perfect and all mine. Forever.

  Slowly his cock sinks inside of me. I feel pain and pleasure; ecstasy and agony. He stretches me out with his thick dick, sliding it along my walls as he pushes forward ever so much. There’s so much tension wrapped up in my muscles, I feel like I might just burst. When he thrusts all the way up inside of me, I do just that. I cum unexpectedly around his cock, my pussy snapping around him and pulling him deeper inside of me.

  “Fuck, sweetness. I’m not done with you yet,” he rasps in my ear before biting my neck and kissing away the sting.

  Cooper grips my hips tightly and pounds into me, fucking me through my orgasm. My body shakes with each powerful stroke, his balls slapping my clit making my mind short circuit with a mix of white-hot bliss that boarders on pain.

  My arms give out and Cooper presses me into the wall with his hard, hot body. Another orgasm blooms inside of me, but I can’t quite reach it. I’m on a razor’s edge, the sharp pain and intense pleasure making me sob with need.

  Without warning, Cooper pulls out and spins me around. He has me in his arms, my legs wrapped around his hips and my back against the wall before the fog has cleared my mind. Cooper slams into me, digging his fingertips into my thighs where he’s holding me up.

  “Ohmygod, Cooper, yes, fuck…” I whimper as he fucks me savagely against the wall.

  “That’s it, kitten, cum for me again, I need to feel this cunt squeeze my big cock,” he grunts.

  Cooper takes my mouth in a hungry, desperate kiss, biting and sucking and drinking me down while his dick splits me open again and again. I tear my mouth away from his, gasping for air as my muscles tense to the point of pain.

  I feel my orgasm growing, each thrust winding me up tighter and tighter, again and again, higher and higher, until it all comes crashing down around me. I bury my face in Cooper’s neck and scream my release as I cling to him.

  “You’re perfect, so damn beautiful,” he whispers as I fall apart in his arms.