14. Cooper
14
Cooper
I ’m still at the shop when Trinia texts me that she and Luna are almost back in town from looking at the house Luna and Theo are considering buying. They’ve just started looking and Theo has been working like a dog lately. So apparently he couldn’t go on such short notice.
I imagine exactly what her face looks like right now as I change my gloves and resume shading in the scales of this dude’s massive dragon that’s climbing a mountain up his thigh.
I haven’t wanted to work much since Trinia’s been here, but the work I have been doing this last week has been some of my most inspired work since I opened the shop three years ago.
After being discharged from the Army I worked as an apprentice and saved up some before using the VA grant to open up this place. Salem is a dope town and I get a lot of walk in tourist traffic along with other artists who are more than willing to post up here for a week or so from time to time.
It’s been good, but the idea of Trinia and I finally living out our dream of running a business together sounds even better. In just the first week she has nearly wrapped up getting all my documents scanned and matched up in the software. Already knowing how smart she is, she’s more than capable of doing all the back end business-y stuff around here where I tend to drop the ball which would allow me to focus on the art I love.
Getting lost in my thoughts of her as I work I don’t even notice the bell chime above the door, instead I am pulled out of my thoughts by soft hands on my bare skin and the sweet smell of almonds and vanilla.
“Mmhm hey dorogoy.” I hum, not stopping to look up.
“How did you even know it was me? I could be a total stranger or a serial killer.” She quips and I can’t help but smile.
“Baby, I highly doubt a serial killer wears perfume. Plus, I would know those hands anywhere.” I finally stop to dip my needle and give her a kiss.
Her cheeks are the cutest shade of pink.
“So my perfume gave me away, huh?” She rolls over a chair, turning it around she straddles it as she folds her arms across the back before resting her chin.
“It’s nice to know some things never change. I got you that perfume for your birthday when you turned thirteen.” I wink and her mouth drops open.
I don’t know why she is still so shocked that I remember. I remember every single thing about her.
She nibbles the corner of her bottom lip and I have to peel my eyes away from her. It’s an effort to focus on wrapping up this dude’s tattoo with her looking at me like that.
“I like your dragon.” She says and when I and the guy on the table both say “thank you” she chuckles.
She watches me work for a few minutes before she gets up and saunters into the office. I see her sitting at the desk and I assume she is streaming a rerun of Gilmore Girls or watching a YouTube video of a book review but when I walk in almost an hour later I see she is working.
I got a little liberal with the artistic freedom and the sitting took a little longer than it was supposed to, but the guy walked out thrilled with his newest piece in a collection of medieval fantasy that is inked onto the entire left side of his body.
“Dorogoy, what are you doing in here?” I sigh as she gets up to file a few documents away.
“I missed the rest of the afternoon when I left early with Luna so I figured I would catch up while I waited for you.” She explains, as I glide my hands around her waist, leaning her back into me.
“The only thing that was missed around here this afternoon was you. Paperwork can wait.” I whisper, slowly lifting the hem of my t-shirt that is currently covering her body.
“Cooper.” Her eyes flutter closed and I love how she melts in my hands.
“How was the house?” I murmur, lifting the shirt above her head and dragging her hair back over her shoulder.
She whimpers as I trail kisses down her back. Holding her against me I glide my fingers over her collarbone and slip them underneath the seam of her bra. Her sharp intake of breath is like music to my ears and when I roll her hardened nipple between my fingers, she moans.
I continue my exploration as I slide my other hand down her front, slipping my fingers between the smoothness of her skin and the leggings she now wears.
Sliding a finger between her slick folds I remind her that I asked her a question, “I asked you a question, baby. How was the house?”
She leans forward and gasps when I push inside of her and I hold her tighter against my chest.
“Yeah… it was beautiful.” She sucks in a sharp breath as she grinds against my hand. “Really nice.”
“Good, I’m glad” My voice is pure gravel as I drag my teeth up the thin column of her neck.
Biting down and pushing in another finger she cries out, dripping around me, soaking her tiny lace panties.
She reaches around and grabs the back of my neck, bringing my lips to hers as she grinds her tight little pussy against my fingers before her body quakes in my embrace and I have to keep her from falling as she comes.
Panting she spins around and pushes me back until I’m falling down onto her desk chair. Dropping to her knees she frantically yanks open my belt and unzips my jeans. I help her by lifting my hips and pushing them down and she drags them past my knees.
Her dainty hands wrap around my throbbing cock and she pumps me a few times, looking up at me before she slowly leans forward and licks the precum off the tip. I let my head fall back against the chair, losing myself in her touch.
“I love you Cooper.” She says and I bring my gaze back to her just in time to watch her pretty pink lips wrap around my cock. Her cheeks hollow out as she sucks me deeper down her throat and that’s when she chooses to look up at me.
“ Fuck, Trinia.” I grunt as I brush back her hair into one of my hands. Her eyes don’t leave mine. “I love you so fucking much.” I remind her before I thrust up, pushing my cock further down her throat. Her eyes slam shut as I hold her there by her hair before pulling her back.
She moans around me and the vibration sends a shock wave through my body, unraveling my control. My cock slams into the back of her throat as the sloppy wet sounds of her gagging and my groans of pleasure fill the backroom.
Her hands come up as she holds onto my hips, her nails digging crescent moons into my skin.
“You’ve always been such a good girl on your knees, Trinia.” I growl as I harden, getting closer and closer to my release.
“You want me to come down this throat or paint that pretty face baby?” She looks up at me with her mascara streaking down her cheeks as she drags her hands down my thighs to grab her tits.
I yank her head back by her hair and she sticks out her tongue. Pumping my cock with my fist a few times is all it takes to have hot ribbons of cum splattering across her face and chest. She leans forward and sucks out the remaining drops before licking her lips and swallowing it down.
I reach down, grabbing under her shoulders and yank her up so she straddles my lap. Slamming my lips to hers my mouth muffles her moan.
Pulling back I remind her, “You’re so fucking hot.” I let go of her face to grab her ass so hard she cries out. “I love you so fucking much baby.”
I kiss her again before I lean my head back and she plays with my hair as our heart rates return to normal. Rocking gently in the chair, the light from the lamp on the desk makes the cum all over her neck and chest glisten and I love how she isn’t in a hurry to wash it off. Wearing it proudly while she straddles me, twirling my curls in between her fingers.
“What are you thinking about, dorogoy?” I watch the gears turning behind her icy blue eyes.
“They are really happy aren’t they?” Trinia poses and I know she is talking about Theo and Luna.
“Yeah, baby, they are.” My heart aches a little as a tiny flash of an envious smile crosses her face.
“Do you think that will ever be us? After all this time and all these years, do you think that could ever be us?” Her lips once content and happy turn into a pout and I sit up in the chair.
“I hope so. I want nothing more in this world than to be happy with you. Navechno i vsegda, dorogoy.” I murmur, before covering her lips with mine.
I lift her with me as I rise from the chair and carry her into the bathroom. Dampening a cloth with warm water, I wipe her clean. Setting the towel on the counter when I’m finished I hook a finger under her chin and raise her big blue eyes to meet mine.
“You were away from me for three thousand and eleven days, Trinia. I don’t want to start that count again.” My hand starts to tremble as I brush my fingers across her face before delving into her hair.
She doesn’t say a word but her kiss is loud and desperate.