Cooper

by Lagomarsino, Giulia

  I collapsed back onto the dead weeds and grass all around us, only then realizing that I was in some kind of patch of sticker plants. The sharp pricks made themselves known when Coop rested his body on top of mine.

  “No,” I groaned, tapping at his shoulder to let me up.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Sticker plants.”

  He winced and sat up, quickly pulling up his pants and then holding out his hand to me. When he lifted me, I moaned in pain and slowly looked over my shoulder, not that I could see anything.

  “Okay, let’s get you home and I’ll…get them out.”

  I looked at him pitifully, but his shoulders started shaking instead of him feeling bad for me.

  “This is all your fault.”

  “Hey, you wanted to fuck as soon as we got in the truck.”

  “Yeah, but I would have been fine fucking in the truck. You’re the one that laid me down in sticker bushes.”

  “I’m sorry,” he said, trying his best not to laugh. “You have to admit, it’s a little funny. It’d be a great story to tell our kids someday.”

  “Our…” I stopped, not quite sure I was comprehending what he was saying. “Our kids?”

  “Is that something you want?”

  “Are you sure you want that? I mean, we just found our footing.”

  “I’m not saying we should run out and get married and have kids. I’m just saying…someday.”

  I tried not to let the happiness leech too far out of me. The last thing I wanted was for him to see exactly how happy he was making me. It made me feel weak, like I was letting down all my defenses and inviting trouble. I’d seen it before. A woman falls for a man and once they start talking about the future, no matter how excited the man is, the woman always ends up screwed because the guy realizes that he can’t take it. I didn’t want that to happen with Coop. I wanted to take this slow and make sure that we were both thinking things through so that when the time came, we were both ready for what was ahead.

  I shrugged with a smile. “Yeah, maybe someday.”

  He seemed pretty satisfied with my answer and led me back to the truck. The ride to the house was painful, but what was worse was opening the door to the house with my leggings torn and shredded around my ankles while Tony and Delaney laughed at me.

  I glared at them both and stomped to my room. “Screw you,” I threw over my shoulder. The laughter was loud, and even I couldn’t stop the smile that broke out on my face.

  ✯✯✯✯✯

  “No!”

  I jerked up in bed at the scream and looked around the room, sure that whoever screamed was right here with me. But the bed beside me was empty and the rest of the house was quiet. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and got out of bed, dragging the window curtain aside when I heard a commotion. I couldn’t see what was happening, but people were gathered in the street. Throwing on a robe, I slipped into my flip flops and made my way to where I saw Coop.

  “What’s going on?” I asked as I snuck up beside him. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me in close.

  “You don’t want to see.”

  But the person in front of us moved and I saw the neighbor’s dog lying on the ground. Blood was all over the road and the dog was most definitely dead. Everyone was gawking at the poor dog and the neighbor was clearly distraught. I wiggled out from under Coop’s arm and went to my neighbor, pulling her away from the scene. I heard Coop trying to clear the area. I hoped he would take care of the dog.

  “Where’s your husband?” I asked Carrie.

  “Um…he’s out of town on business.” She sniffled and brushed the tears from her face, trying to gain some composure. I rubbed her arm as I walked her back to her house. She didn’t need to see her dog lying in the street. I watched as Coop snatched a towel that Delaney brought out and wrapped the dog in it. He headed toward us and the rest of the neighbors started making their way back to their houses.

  “I’m so sorry, Carrie. He must have gotten out of his shock collar.”

  “No,” she shook her head. “I had that thing on tight.”

  She was grasping at straws, trying to find some reason that her dog was dead.

  “Carrie-”

  “No!” She turned and grasped my arm tight. “You don’t understand. He’s gotten out before, so I bought a new collar. This one was a really good collar. He couldn’t get out of it. I’m telling you, something else happened. Someone purposely let him out.”

  “But why?” I asked in confusion. Why would anyone want to purposely let a dog out of a collar?

  “I don’t know. Maybe someone that didn’t believe in shock collars?”

  I glanced around the neighborhood at the neighbors that were still staring in our general direction. Everyone looked shocked or sad. No one stood out as looking…God, I didn’t even know what to look for.

  Coop came over and asked Carrie where she wanted the dog buried and got to work. I went home because I really had no clue what to do anymore. I wasn’t good at consoling people and I had a feeling that whatever I said would be wrong. When Coop walked back in, he ran a hand through his hair and glanced at the clock on the wall.

  “I have to get to work.”

  “Carrie thinks that someone let the dog out of the shock collar.”

  He stopped getting ready and glanced at me funny. “She thinks this wasn’t an accident?”

  “I don’t know.”

  “Becks, the dog was clearly hit by a car. Whatever she thinks happened, it was just an accident.”

  “But how can you be sure? I mean, you’re not a vet. You didn’t go to medical school.”

  He sighed and ran a hand down his face tiredly. “Seriously, it doesn’t take a genius to see that the dog was hit by a car. And the thing is, the dog was small. If it happened when it was still dark out, whoever hit him probably thought it was a rabbit or a squirrel.”

  He walked over and kissed me hard before turning for the door. “I’ll see you later.”

  I went to the window and watched him drive away, but as I watched the fear on people’s faces in the neighborhood, I couldn’t help but wonder if there really was something deadlier going on.

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  Coop

  “Tell me again why we’re going out on a double date?” I asked Becky as we climbed into my truck.

  “It’s not a double date.”

  “Then what the hell would you call this?”

  Becky sighed next to me, trying to appear exasperated with me, though I knew it was all for show. I didn’t understand it. Tony was taking Delaney out, which meant that I would have the whole house with Becky to myself. I didn’t see why we had to go anywhere.

  “You know, Coop, sometimes towns have events that they like to hold. People from all over town join in the festivities to show their support. Sometimes, even the random grumpy man shows up and he actually smiles.”

  “You want me to smile?” I asked with fake incredulity.

  “I’m not even asking for that.”

  “Then why are we going?”

  “Because Delaney and I want to. Besides, we’re not even driving together. It’s hardly a double date.”

  I glanced over at her, draping my arm across the steering wheel. “Are we going to the same place?”

  “Yes.”

  “Are we going to sit by each other or walk around together?”

  She rolled her eyes at me. “Yes.”

  “Then it’s a double date.”

  “I really don’t see what the big deal is. You guys always show up to the same places together. Why does it matter that you’re going here at the same time?”

  “Let me set something straight with you. When we all go somewhere together, we’re going on a job. You know, to kill people or protect people. We’re not going to party or…ride a fucking ferris wheel.”

  “So, it’s more that you feel your masculinity is at stake,” she grinned.

  “What? Of course not. It’s just like I s
aid, we kill people together, not walk around a fucking fair.”

  She leaned forward and motioned for me to lean into her. Her lips brushed my ear and her hot breath slid over my skin. I swore I could feel my dick jumping up and saying Pick me! Pick me!

  “You know, there’ll be guns there and you can win me a prize. I hear there’s even a dunk tank. Maybe I could volunteer and then you could dunk me.”

  “Why would I want to do that?” I asked in a gruff voice.

  “Because I’m wearing a thin bra and it’s a little chilly tonight.”

  A lump caught in my throat and I swallowed down past it, trying to take in some air. Finally, I cleared my throat and pulled back a little to look into her eyes. They were filled with lust and something naughty. “I guess if you insist. It is all for the good of the town, after all.”

  “It is,” she said with a grin, sitting back in her seat. Damnit, she had just won that round, but I would get her back tonight when we got home. I just needed to drag her through this fair as fast as possible. I could win her all the little prizes she wanted and then I’d get the best head of my life at the end of it all. Maybe even in the truck before we got home. Suddenly, this was sounding like a very good idea.

  I pulled into the parking lot outside the fair and practically hauled her out of the truck, ready to get this going. I pulled her up to the first game, but she wasn’t paying attention. She was looking around for Delaney.

  “I’m sure we’ll run into them later,” I mumbled, trying to pull her attention back to the game.

  “I want to go on the Ferris Wheel first,” she said with a hint of danger in her eyes. I nodded excitedly and pulled her over to the line, a little pissed when I saw that we were surrounded by kids. What I had in mind wouldn’t work if there were kids around. I almost pulled her out of the line, but she looked so fucking excited that I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

  When we stepped up to the gate, I could feel myself growing in excitement for what was about to come. We stepped into our bucket and I was just about to close the door when two little kids joined us.

  “Uh, whatcha doing?” I asked.

  “We’re coming with you. We’re scared of heights,” the little girl said.

  “No.”

  “Sir,” the attendant admonished. “If they don’t go with you, they won’t get to go up. I can’t let them go up alone and scared.”

  I looked to Becky for help, but she was pleading with her eyes for me to allow them to come with. Sighing in irritation, I opened the door for them and allowed them in. But when they went to sit next to Becky, I picked them up by the scruff of their necks and shifted them to the other side of the bucket.

  “This is so cool,” one of them said, getting way too excited over a ride that moved slower than molasses in January.

  We slowly ticked our way up, stopping every fucking time a new rider needed to get on. It was ridiculous and not at all what I had expected. Then Becky slid her hand on my fucking thigh and started rubbing. Not in a seductive way, but my cock didn’t know the difference. It was fucking torture. Then she leaned in closer and whispered something in my ear, but whatever the fuck she said was lost on me. My heart was beating out of control and the wind was roaring in my ears as her hand brushed against my dick. I glanced at the kids and tried to remain normal looking, but damn it was fucking hard.

  My eyes slid shut and the noises surrounding me fell away as I focused on the feel of Becky’s hand on my thigh. I could still feel her hot breath on my neck and imagined her licking up my neck and then sucking hard on my ear. I let my imagination take over, remembering what I had thought was going to happen.

  She got down on her knees in front of me. We were stopped at the top of the ferris wheel and we weren’t going anywhere anytime soon. They said it was a mechanical issue that would be resolved in ten minutes.

  “That’s just enough time for what I have in mind,” Becky said as she ran her hands up and down my thighs. Her fingers slowly moved to my zipper and pulled it down. I lifted my hips so she could pull down my pants and then sat back as she pulled out my cock and began stroking it. I groaned and ran my fingers through her soft hair as she smiled up at me. She stroked me lightly, running her thumb over the cum leaking from my tip. God, she was so fucking sexy. I watched in near agony as she slowly licked from the base to the tip. She really knew how to torture me. Her eyes burned with desire as she swallowed me whole. My head dropped back as she sucked me long and hard. I felt her lips move off my dick and then I felt her mouth surround me once again. Her lips closed around my shaft. I felt her hollow her cheeks. And then I felt-

  Something weighing around fifty pounds landed hard on my lap, and my very hard dick. My eyes flew open as the air rushed out of me. The kid that was sitting across from me had jumped in my lap and was holding on for dear life. I whimpered in pain as he shifted and crushed my poor dick under his weight.

  Becky did her best to hold in her laughter, but failed. I did my best not to throw the kid out of the bucket and grip my very sore dick in agony. If he didn’t break it, it was a damn close call.

  “What the hell are you doing?” I finally wheezed out.

  “I’m scared. I want to go down.”

  “Me too, kid. I want to go down, too.”

  But I wanted to go down so I could ice my dick. This wouldn’t have happened if Tacocheese and Delaney had been with us. Not that I would have gotten a blow job, but at least I wouldn’t have a kid in my lap. The wheel finally made its way to the bottom and I practically threw the kid out of the ride and dragged Becky along with me. I needed a dark place to nurse my wounds and have her bring me back to health.

  “Shouldn’t we try and find Delaney and Tony?” she asked as I dragged her through the park. This was ridiculous. Who had a spring carnival anyway? It was fucking cold, and I could think of a million different ways that I could be spending my time with Becky, and none of them included fluffy dolls and screaming kids.

  “No, we should be trying to find someplace to hide,” I grumbled.

  She pulled on my hand, trying to get me to stop and I finally turned around, scowling like a kid that didn’t get his favorite toy on Christmas.

  “Aww,” she grinned, patting me on the cheek, “don’t be sad. I think what you did back there was really sweet.”

  “I’m not sweet,” I pouted.

  “Yes, you are, and you can deny it all you want, but what you did for that kid was very sweet.”

  I definitely didn’t like being called sweet, but the way she was looking at me right now was something I could get used to.

  “You know…” She bit her lip and her eyes turned all hot and crazy. She glanced around the park and then back at me, leaning in closer for only me to hear. “It was actually kind of hot, seeing you in dad mode.”

  I wound my arm around her waist and pulled her up against my body, my broken dick forgotten. “You’ve already seen me in dad mode.”

  “That’s teenage dad mode. This was cute kid dad mode. There’s a difference.”

  Her hands ran down my chest and then back up and then she shuffled so her leg was shoved between mine, pressing her body even closer to me. I swallowed hard, trying not to get hard right here in the middle of the park.

  “What’s the difference?” My voice cracked, but I didn’t give a shit.

  “The difference is, one makes me happy that I don’t have kids, and one makes me want to do very dirty things to you.”

  Her lips were on mine seconds later and her tongue was inside my mouth, licking and begging for indecent things that I couldn’t do to her here. But I forgot about that as my wandering hands took over and started groping her right there in the middle of Sweet Tooth Lane.

  “Get a room,” a mom snarled as she walked past with her kid.

  I calculated how long it would take to get us back to the truck, but it would take too long. And that was when I saw it, The House Of Mirrors. I grabbed her hand and pulled her along behind me until we were
inside. I quickly checked around for other people, but I didn’t see anyone. Leading her back as far as I could go, though it was hard to tell with all the fucking mirrors, I shoved her up against one and kissed her hard.

  “Coop, should we be doing this here?”

  “You started it,” I said, kissing down her neck and pulling down her shirt to lick at the sweet swells of her breasts. She gasped and pulled at my hair, shoving me down toward her nipples. I pulled one into my mouth and tugged slightly between my teeth, but it wasn’t enough. I spun her around and tugged her back against my body. She was breathing hard as she watched in the multiple mirrors from multiple angles as I slipped my hand down her pants.

  Her chest was heaving as I worked her pussy, sliding her juices around until she was panting out of control and her whole body was shaking.

  “Coop, you need to stop,” she panted, pushing her pelvis against my hand and grinding hard. I grinned and shook my head.

  “Not until I’ve fucked you up against the mirrors.”

  I nipped at her neck and pinched her clit between my fingers. A gush of her cream slid across my fingers and down my hand and making me harder than I felt I’d ever been before. God, this woman was fucking sexy as hell. I spun her around and pushed her back against the mirrors. She slipped her pants the rest of the way down her legs just as I was shoving my own pants down. I couldn’t wait to get inside her. I hitched her leg up around my waist and could feel the heat of the promised land-

  “Coop, everyone can see your ass hanging out,” Tony laughed from behind me. “I swear to God, a woman just ran from here screaming with her kid. You do know this is a fair, right?”

  I groaned and leaned my forehead against Becky’s feeling totally deflated and deprived of the prize that I really wanted.

  She was fucking laughing against my chest. Of course she was. She had gotten off. “Don’t worry. I can still do the dunk tank.”