Chapter 24 – Ramona
Chapter Twenty-Four
Ramona
S hould we have waited until we made it to a bed, or at least someplace warmer than The Chill Zone? Yes, but right now, I don’t give a shit about anything other than the feel of Cooper's fingers stretching me open, ensuring there is enough space for him to slip inside.
I ride his hand, my eyes focusing on the way his cock tents his sweatpants, pre-cum leaking through them. Suddenly, an idea filters through my mind, and I smile, grabbing Cooper’s hand and removing his fingers.
I whimper, my walls clenching with the need to be filled again, but I won’t be deterred.
“Is everything all right? We can stop right now if you want,” he says, his eyes burning with the truthfulness of his statement.
“Everything is perfect.” I lean forward, brushing my lips against his before dropping to my knees. “I just want to thank you properly for such a wonderful evening.”
“Beauty. I don’t know if I can…”
“Shhh. Be a good boy and let me have my fun. I promise you’ll enjoy it. Now, I need you to lose those sweatpants.”
Cooper makes quick work of losing his sweatpants and dropping back down onto the bench. I reach forward, spreading his knees with my hands and opening my mouth, licking the bead of pre-cum from the tip. “Delicious.”
Cooper groans loudly as my lips wrap around his cock, circling it with my tongue, sliding it down my throat before releasing it with a loud pop.
“Tease,” Cooper grits out as he grips my hair tightly before shoving his cock into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. “Fucking hell! No gag reflex.”
I smile around his cock as he continues to fuck my mouth while the sounds of our combined moans of pleasure fill the room. Wetness slides down my legs as I tighten my thighs, willing myself not to come from the way he fucks my mouth. I just hope that he’ll treat my pussy in the same manner.
“Fucking gorgeous.” He stares down at me with nothing but desire shining in his eyes before tugging on my hair and pulling his cock from between my lips.
I whine loudly, licking my lips as I lean forward again, but the hard tug on my hair has me freezing in place. “I refuse to come anywhere but inside you, Beauty.”
Cooper releases my hair as I scramble onto his lap, one knee on either side of his hips. He lifts his hips slightly, his cock rocking against my folds as the tip of his cock slides inside me before he pulls back. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” I whisper in his ear, gripping his cock in my hand and positioning myself above him. My eyes remain locked on his as I sink onto him. His hand tightens around my hips as he lets out an animalistic groan. The walls of my pussy burn as they stretch around him.
“Are you okay?” he grounds out, exhaling loudly
“More than okay.” I press a kiss to the curve of his jaw as I lift slightly, sinking further down onto his cock. My legs tremble as I slide up and down his cock, adjusting the depth and angle as much as possible and rolling my hips as delicious pleasure fills my belly.
“Fuck. This is…” His jaw clenches tightly as he grabs my waist, helping me quicken my pace and bring us both closer to orgasm.
“I know.” I honestly don’t know what he was about to say, but if he’s feeling even a tenth of what I’m feeling, there are no words to describe it. This is unlike any other sexual experience I’ve had in the past, not that I have many to compare this to, but I can definitely say I’ve been ruined for all other men after this moment.
I forget how to breathe as he thrusts deeper inside me, my orgasm rising and swelling like a wave. I bite down on his shoulder as pure pleasure comes crashing over me, my vision turning completely white before I lean my head back and scream his name.
“Ramona,” he growls, thrusting up into me two more times before finding his own release. I feel his cock pulsating deep inside me. “You’re the best fucking thing to ever happen to me.”
I press my ear to his chest, the rapid beating of his heartbeat reverberating through my entire body, making me unable to focus on anything besides the feel of his hands and lips caressing my skin as we come down. We sit there in silence, neither one of us daring to move. I shiver in his arms as a frigid blast of air caresses my sweat-drenched skin, a stark reminder that we’re, in fact, naked in an ice hockey rink.
“Fuck. You’re freezing,” Cooper shouts, sliding out of me with a groan and laying me gently on the bench beside me. “Let’s get you warmed up.”
The small amount of warmth his body was providing disappears for a moment before I feel something sliding over my head, and Cooper’s scent envelops me. My eyes crack open as his rock-hard ass disappears beneath his sweatpants. “I’d put your jeans back on, but you’re filthy.”
There’s no doubt that my inner thighs are coated with our cum, and I couldn't care less. I want to burn this night into my memory, reliving it every time I close my eyes.
“I’m going to grab some towels and get you cleaned up.” My eyes drop slightly before closing entirely, but the last thing I hear is Cooper kissing my temple and murmuring against my skin. “I’ve already fallen, Beauty. I think I’ve already fallen.”
The next thing I know, I’m bolting straight up in bed, wondering where the fuck I am. How the hell did I go from being half-naked at the ice hockey rink to wearing Cooper’s high school hockey jersey again?
Before the anxiety can take hold, Cooper’s voice washes over me like a soothing balm. “Shhh. Everything is okay.” My shoulders relax immediately, and I melt into his arms as he pulls me back down into the bed. “You passed out on the bench at the rink, and I brought you back to my house. Darius is fine, and Momma is going to sleep in your room so she can keep an eye on him. He hasn’t moved other than to eat and take more pills.”
“How long have I been out?” I blink a few times.
There’s a small nightstand near my head, with the soft glow of a lamp illuminating the room just enough for me to take in all the Timberwolves memorabilia strategically placed around the room. I notice a photo sitting in a place of honor near the nightstand. I squint my eyes, trying to make out all the faces, picking up on Beau and Cooper immediately. There are two other boys, who must be his other two brothers, Cole and Kyle. The bigger of the two is the spitting image of Cooper, and the other is a mixture of both him and Beau. There’s also an older man I’ve never seen before, with a bright smile spread across his face. His arms are wrapped around all the boys, squishing them closer together.
“An hour, give or take. You did wake up briefly to get dressed and to my truck after the ice rink, but you passed out almost immediately when I started driving.”
“Why did you bring me here?” I ask, burrowing further into the mattress. There’s a small part of me that wants to go home and check on Darius, but it seems everyone has everything under control. And another, much larger part of me, is enjoying the time away from responsibilities and just being here with Cooper.
“’Cause I’m selfish. I wasn’t ready for our alone time to end.” He kisses the top of my head, burrowing his nose into my hair and inhaling deeply. “I can take you home if you want. Just say the word.”
“I want to stay here,” I whisper, just as my stomach growls loudly.
“I guess someone is hungry,” he chuckles, throwing the blanket off and swinging his legs off of the bed. “This is a very good thing because Ollie will kill me if we waste one of his carefully prepared meals a second time.”
“Wait, Ollie is here?” I shriek, bolting upright in the bed and pulling the covers to my chin.
“Not anymore. But he came all the way from Portland to cook for us, much to his chagrin. He says we better eat every morsel and report back to him what we thought or we’re never allowed to step foot into his restaurant.”
“He cooked for us again, and you let me sleep? What’s wrong with you?” I shout, clambering out of bed and heading straight for his bedroom door.
Before I know what’s happening, my legs are kicking in the air as Cooper plops me down gently on the bed. “Hold on there, Beauty. Climb back into the bed. I’ll bring dinner to you.”
“I can go to the table,” I mutter, trying to stand a second time, but he gently pushes against the center of my chest, and I fall right back down.
“I know, but I really don’t want you to move from this spot. Just rest, and I’ll bring dinner to you.” Cooper doesn’t move a muscle, waiting patiently for me to move toward the head of the bed.
I could try to get around him, but I doubt I’d get too far. Although eating in bed is a big no-no with Ma, even when we are sick, I’m not at home, so the rules in Cooper’s house go. “If you’re sure.”
“I am.”
I sigh loudly, turning around on the bed and crawling toward the top, wiggling my ass as I go. Cooper’s jersey has ridden up just enough for the cool air of the room to kiss my skin. It seems someone didn’t bother with panties when he changed me earlier.
Cooper groans loudly, causing the walls of my pussy to contract, wanting to be filled a second time. Wetness pools between my thighs before two quick but hard smacks hit my skin. “You’re being a very bad girl, Beauty.”
My hips rise higher in the air as I look over my shoulder at him. Cooper’s eyes are focused between my legs at the wetness coating my inner thigh. “You started it.”
I’m playing a very dangerous game, waiting to see which part of Cooper wins out in this instance. His desire to have me again is written all over his face, but is it stronger than his need to take care of me? I could let this go and take care of the burning need on my own, but I want to see how he will respond. We’ve been playing this cat-and-mouse game with each other for weeks, and now that we’ve crossed the line and slept together, I need more.
“Remember what I said, Beauty.” My hand slides between my legs, pinching my swollen clit between my fingers. Pure pleasure shoots through my body, and my eyes desperately want to drift shut, but I keep them open, locked on Cooper.
“Only good girls get to come.”
“And are you a good girl?” Cooper’s voice drops an octave as he climbs onto the edge of the bed. His hand runs down the curve of my thighs before wrapping my hair tightly in his hand and pulling my head back, elongating my neck and nibbling the sensitive flesh behind my ear.
“No.”
“And you think you deserve to come?” He groans in my ear before pulling it between his teeth.
“Yes.” I moan in satisfaction, knowing I’m going to get exactly what I wanted. “Please. I want your cock.”
I rock back on my arms, grinding my ass down on the bulge in his sweats. “Such a greedy girl.” He chuckles as he pulls his hips back and releases my hair.
I turn onto my back and stare at him, completely mesmerized as he slides his hand under his waistband. I can see the outline of his hand as he grips his cock tightly, stroking up and down as he stares at my pussy. I bite back a groan and pull my bottom lip into my mouth.
“I think I’d like dessert first.”
Cooper licks me until I am pink and raw before tucking me back beneath the covers. I don’t get to eat Ollie’s cooking, but I do get to come multiple times.
Who says being a bad girl doesn’t pay off sometimes?
I wake up to the early morning sunlight coming through the cracks in Cooper’s curtains. His entire body is wrapped around mine, his left arm thrown over my torso, massaging my breasts. I shift my hips back, grinding against a hard cock tucked perfectly between my ass cheeks.
“Good morning,” I croak, my throat still dry with sleep as his hand slides from my breast to my thigh.
“Good morning, Beauty,” he responds, slipping his cock inside of me.
A needy moan escapes my lips as he slips further inside me, hitting the tender spot before pulling back slightly and thrusting forward a second time. “You smell too fucking good.”
I bury my face in the pillow, and the devastatingly delicious pleasure shoots through me as he places a soft kiss on my shoulder.
“You smell like us.” Cooper takes his time, savoring every stroke of his cock as it slides against my G-spot. The same burning need from before builds in my belly, slowly seeping into every part of my body.
I rock my hips backward, forcing his cock deeper inside me. Our breaths catch as a mind-numbing orgasm rips through me. Cooper’s movements quicken, and our skin slaps loudly against each other. His grip on my hip tightens as I climb toward a second orgasm. Pleasure shoots through my body with each pass, my entire body trembling in need.
“I’m going to come again.”
Cooper moves even faster, wrapping both his hands around my waist and pulling me toward him. It only takes a few thrusts before I’m coming again. My mouth opens wide, and silent screams come from my lips.
“Fuck!” he roars, pulling my ass flush against him as long ribbons of hot liquid fill me before he collapses forward.
“That was fucking amazing.” I giggle as my walls flutter again, sending another wave of pleasure through me. My eyes droop closed of their own accord.
“More sleep, and then I’ll take you home,” he grumbles.
“More sleep sounds good.” I bury my nose into his neck as cum drips down my thighs, and I smile before drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
We make it out of bed sometime around nine a.m., but not before Cooper takes me again in the bed and then in the shower for good measure. We finally eat our meal prepared by Ollie, who must know us better than we think because he prepared a simple brunch menu. Monte Cristo sandwiches, buttermilk French toast, Swedish cardamom rolls, and so much more. We had so much food that I insisted on Cooper packing everything up and bringing it to our moms. If it weren’t for them, we never would’ve been able to spend such an amazing night together.
“Are you sure everything is okay at my place?” I ask as we round the corner, my house already coming into view.
That’s right. Not only are our mothers friends, but we also grew up practically around the corner from each other. Cooper admitted to knowing this earlier but honestly didn't think it was a big deal, which it isn’t. Just another sign from the universe pushing Cooper and me closer to each other.
“Yes, Beauty. The house didn’t burn down without you.” He chuckles, threading his fingers through mine and bringing my hand to his mouth.
“I’m sorry.”
“What are you apologizing for? There’s nothing wrong with wanting to make sure your family is safe. That’s one thing I know a thing or two about.”
How do I explain to him that it’s so much more than just wanting to make sure my family is safe? The anxiety can be so suffocating that I have Alise just drive by to make sure that the house is still standing. She’s known me for most of my life, and even she gets regularly annoyed with my worries. How is Cooper going to understand when I’m waking up in the middle of the night, the sheer terror of not knowing what is going on or where Ma and Darius are making it almost impossible for me to move?
It's been a lot better recently, but there are still some days when I wake up in a cold sweat from the panic. Living at home makes it easier because I can just climb out of bed and make sure everything is okay, but what’s going to happen when I beg Cooper to drive me all the way to Ma’s so I can check on them or, even worse, refuse to sleep over because the anxiety has gotten too bad? This is definitely something I’m going to have to talk to my therapist about during my session this week. Now that things between us have progressed further, I need to find the right way to explain all of this to him. I need to tell him about what happened to Dad and Imani, but I’m not ready. Not yet. I don’t want to see the look on his face when he finds out I don’t deserve him. It would shatter my heart into a million pieces to watch him leave, but deep down, I know it’s exactly what I deserve.
“Whatcha thinking about?”
“Thinking about? Nothing.”
“Come on, Beauty. I can see the wheels turning in your head.”
I blink a few times, trying to bring my mind back to the present before turning to Cooper, saying the first thing that comes to mind. “Do you think fate is pushing us together?”
My eyes widen in surprise at my words, but I don’t take them back. I’ve been wondering about this for the last few days now that I know how we’ve been connected to each other for years but never met.
“Yes. I actually have beef with fate because it made us wait this long to find each other.”
“Maybe now is the right time for us. If we had met before now, things wouldn’t have turned out well.”
“I never thought about it that way.” Cooper turns into my driveway, pulling his truck to a stop behind Ms. Mel’s car.
“Fate has a way of taking from you when you least expect it, but giving you what you need in return. You might have to wait, but it always gives you what you need when you need it.”
Cooper turns toward me, leaning over and pressing a gentle kiss to my lips before leaning back. A breathtaking smile spreads across his face, and two perfect dimples appear on each of his cheeks as he leans in a second time. His tongue presses against my parted lips, nipping at my bottom lip before deepening the kiss. This kiss is different. I can’t explain how or why, but it just feels different. It's like he’s trying to tell me something with this kiss, something I’m very certain I’m not ready to hear but are words he can no longer contain.
My nails tickle the fine hairs at the base of his neck as I lean forward, giving myself over to the kiss. I want to tell him how I feel, how much he’s come to mean to me in the last month and a half, answering his unspoken words with a kiss of my own. But I pull back, unable to give him that last piece of my heart without him knowing my secret.
“You’re perfect,” he mumbles against my lips, placing one more lingering kiss at the corner of my mouth before climbing out of the truck.
I sit patiently in my seat, having been scolded more than once about opening my door before he has a chance to do it for me. My chin drops to my chest, pulling in a shaky breath. “No, I’m not. Not even close.”