Chapter 18
Cooper
My fingers pullat the wet swimsuit bottoms she has on, peeling them slowly down her legs as I kiss a trail behind their retreat, making my way down her legs until she steps out of them. I toss them on the cabana bed behind her and move to the bikini top she has on, tugging it slowly and carefully off her. She helps me as I pull it over her head and toss it next to its other half. I stare for a moment when I have her completely naked. All the curves of her body are so fucking lush and perfect. I’ve never cared about a woman’s size before—skinny, thick, somewhere in between. It didn’t matter as long as we liked each other. But seeing her standing in front of me now, I think I’ve finally found my type. The sweet curve of her hips, the slight indent in them, the arc of her stomach, and the teardrop shape of her full breasts are exactly the way I want them. Like she was made for every single fantasy I’ve ever had. I turn her so I’m standing next to the cabana bed, and she’s got her back to the pool, loving the way the light halos the curves of her body. I drop down to sit in front of her so I can take her all in.
“Straddle me,” I say without thinking about it, and she obeys immediately. Her pupils flare, and she climbs onto the mattress. One of her knees is on either side of my thighs as she lowers herself onto my lap. The way her lashes flutter and her mouth opens slightly when she feels my cock nestled between them hits me, just like the realization she wants to please me. She likes it when I take control. “You like being told what to do?”
“I like you telling me what to do.”
I can barely take how fucking hard it makes me to have her like this. I’ve built her up to be a lot of things in my head, and I’ve had very little experience with the reality. Some part of me is worried that the sweet girl I’ve always known won’t be able to take the kinds of things I want in bed. Even if she has an ambitious list tucked away on her phone.
But if she keeps this up, I’m going to be well on my way from obsession to a full-blown addiction. I don’t know how I’ll ever let her leave this house. But that’s a problem for another night. My only focus tonight is getting us both off as many times as possible. I deserve it for being patient enough to wait until she was single, and she deserves it for having had the wrong brother first.
She resumes kissing me, gentle at first and nibbling my lower lip before she deepens the kiss and grinds against my cock. She moans softly into my mouth, and my fingers dig into her ass, encouraging her.
“You sure you don’t want me on my knees? It is your birthday.”
“I’m sure. It’s my birthday, and I’m going to have all the fucking cake I want. But first, I want you so desperate and wet that you’re begging for my tongue.”
“I don’t think it’ll take much,” she mumbles as she rolls her lower lip between her teeth. She circles her hips again and closes her eyes, a muted moan coming from her throat.
“So good for me. Keep grinding on my cock like that. Imagine how good it’s gonna feel when you ride it.” Her breasts sway with the movement of her body, and I take the weight of one in my palm, using my thumb to brush over her nipple as it starts to peak from the attention. I lean down, running my tongue over the tip, and she rewards me with another moan. When I suck it into my mouth, her fingers dig into my shoulders, and she grinds down hard on my dick.
“That feel good?” I whisper the question, raising my eyes to watch her face. She looks like she’s in heaven, and I grin. I could sign up to be her plaything every night of the week if she needed.
“So good. Everything about you is so good.”
I run my thumb over her plush lower lip before I kiss her again, and her tongue tangles with mine. She kisses like she’s been starved for this sort of attention, and that’s a fucking travesty.
“I can be even better if you ask for it.”
“Please?” she asks softly.
“Please, what?” I taunt her, and when she gives me a shy grin, I return it. “I want to hear you ask for what you want, Trix. Tell me how to fuck you, and you can have it. But I want to hear you say it.”
“Please fuck me with your tongue. I want to feel it on my clit. Need it,” she whispers against my lips before she kisses me again.
So I do as I promised, grabbing her up and flipping her over onto her back. She slides up against the pillows at the back of the cabana bed, watching me while I strip out of my board shorts. Her eyes wander over my body and then land hard on my cock, licking her lower lip as she drags her focus back to my face.
I kiss my way up the inside of her leg and over her thigh as she spreads for me. The light from the pool glistens off her skin, and I press a delicate kiss between her legs. She lets out a soft sound of approval and spreads further for me, so I wrap my arms around her thighs. I drag my tongue through her wetness, and the taste of her has me going harder, grinding my dick into the mattress for a little relief.
“Fuck, Trix. Why is everything about you so much better than I imagined?” I wonder out loud, and when I look up, there’s a bemused look on her face. I grin in return, flashing her a smirk before I flick my tongue over her clit, using just the tip to torture her.
“Oh my god,” she mutters, cursing under her breath, and she spreads wider, canting her hips and begging for more of me. I keep up the pressure of my tongue on her clit, giving her just enough to make her whimper for more and sliding two fingers inside as she counters each pump of them with a roll of her hips. The two of us create a perfect rhythm, and she starts to come apart for me a few moments later. Her fingers thread through my hair, and her nails bite into my scalp as she fucks my face, riding my tongue like she’s never had it like this before.
“Coop. Oh… my… fuck… god. Coop, please. Please.” My name is like a prayer on her lips. One she keeps repeating over and over, and it’s like a drug in my veins, spurring me on and taking me under at the same time.
She comes hard, tightening around my fingers and so wet that my face, her upper thighs, and the mattress are soaked with her. I grin at the mess, half wishing my brother was here so I could show him how well his ex comes for me. How good she sounds when it’s my name echoing against the walls instead of his.
“That was really… Just really fucking good,” she whispers when the silence stretches on as I kiss my way over her abdomen and up between her rib cage. My cock drags over her inner thigh, and I lift my hips to keep from torturing myself. But she spreads her legs as I do it and wraps one of them around the back of my calf, locking me in place.
“Trix…” I warn because I’m tempted to slide inside her just like this. But she needs time to come back down, and I want to work her up to begging again. “I don’t have a condom out here.”
“Then let’s get inside,” she offers, smirking at her double entendre.
She doesn’t have to ask twice. I wrap her in the towel she’s lying on top of after I pull my shorts back on. I carry her into the bedroom and set her down on the carpet. She shivers a little as the AC whips over her skin, and I kiss my way up her throat as I undress myself and then peel the towel off her. I want the view while I work on the condom.
I grab one out of my dresser drawer, tearing it open and rolling it on as she crawls backward over the bed. I’m waiting for someone to show up and tell me this is all a dream. That I don’t actually get to touch her, let alone fuck her like this. But when her legs fall open for me, and her fingers dance over her nipples as she gives me a playful smile, I know I’ve won the fucking lottery.
Normally, I like to fuck a woman from the back. With her on her knees, while she’s pinned up against the wall, or in the back of a hired car while she fucks me reverse cowgirl. And while I want every single one of those positions with Trix, I want to watch her face when I fuck her for the first time. I want to hear every moan and feel every breath she takes when I claim her for myself.
So I climb between her legs and lean down to kiss her, brushing over her lips with mine and then down her jaw and neck as I slowly press my cock inside.
“Oh fuck…” she whispers. “It’s been a minute since I’ve… I don’t know if you’ll fit.”
“You can take me. Just breathe.” I stroke the backs of my knuckles down her cheek, and she lets out a soft breath. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck…” She moans as I slide the rest of the way in, slowly and steadily until I’ve filled her tight little cunt, and she tightens around me. I hold still, letting the warmth and wetness of her perfect body soak my cock. The way she looks at me makes me feel like a god, and her fingertips play over my shoulders as she studies me.
“You good?” I ask, wanting to be sure she’s with me.
“Yes,” she answers softly, her warm-brown eyes drifting over my face and down my chest.
I start to move, slowly at first to let her get used to the feel of me and to give myself a chance to regroup. I need to focus, distract myself with a few unsexy thoughts every now and then to keep from falling apart immediately. Just this little taste of her tells me I’ll need her again and again.
“Fuck me…” she moans. “Is it your birthday or mine? Your cock is perfect, Coop.” A playful grin crosses her face.
This woman is going to be the death of me, one way or another, and I’m pretty sure I’ll beg for it any way it comes.
“It’s definitely mine.” I lean forward, pressing my lips to hers, and she kisses me back softly. She utters another delicate curse against my lips when I rock my hips and take her deeper.
I kiss my way down her neck, and she turns her head, giving me more access. Offering up every part of her body I want as my hand skates down over her breastbone and under the curve of her breast. My thumb teases over her nipple as it beads up for me, and she rolls her bottom lip between her teeth.
Her hips lift as I pick up my pace and, I run my fingers over the curve of one of her hips, drifting over her abdomen and then back up her body again. Every single part of her is gorgeous. I’m finally getting a reward for being so patient when I hear her breathing shift; she mutters how good I am and then begs for more of me.
“Harder, please,” she whispers, her lashes fluttering when I pick up my pace. One of her hands grabs the pillow over her head and the other grips the sheets underneath her as she starts to come. She’s softer when she comes this time but more effusive in her praise, and I can’t believe I get her twice in one night like this.
Listening to her is more than I can take, all my unsexy thoughts drift out the window, and her sounds and her voice invade all my senses as she takes me over the edge a second later. It’s been forever since I’ve come like this, watching a woman like she’s mine, and we mean something more than just a quick fuck for fun.
When I’ve taken care of the condom and come back to the bed, she sits up and smiles at me. A pure unadulterated smile of satisfaction and amusement, and I lean forward to kiss her; once, twice, and then her eyes open, and she looks thoroughly sated.
“Can I use your shower?”
I pretend to consider the idea, relenting finally when she raises a brow and smirks.
“Yes. Towels are in there. I’ll grab you a T-shirt too.”
“Thank you.”
I want to join her in the shower, but I need a moment after that, and I think she might too. After I watch her disappear behind the door, I collapse on the bed trying to process how I managed to get in this deep with her so fast.