7. Cooper
SEVEN
Cooper
I ’m in shock. That’s the only plausible explanation for what I did, that and the whiskey flowing through my veins. I lost my resolve and kissed Meghan— my assistant— like I’ve wanted to for a long time.
I dove my hands into the softest locks of hair I have ever felt and crushed my lips to hers, devouring her. I trapped her body between mine and the wall in our hidden room in the club, and when I slid my hands under her dress and found her naked, I knew I had to take her home.
Now we’re standing in the corridor outside my apartment as my fingers fumble with the keys to get the door unlocked. Her hands roam over my back, amping up my lust for her, and even though I know I’ll probably regret this in the morning, my ability to resist her has finally broken.
I’m going to have her tonight—if I can get into my damn apartment.
“Hurry,” she murmurs, a pleading note in her voice telling me she wants this as much as I do. The softness of her body presses into the hardness of my back as her hands move around my waist to explore my chest.
Finally shoving the door open, I turn around to wrap my arm around her delicate waist and pull her over the threshold.
Burying my nose into the column of her neck like I’ve imagined so many times before, I inhale her sweet scent, placing kisses and licking from her jaw to her shoulder.
She lets out the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard as her head tips back, giving me more access and urging me on.
“Meghan...” I groan, resting my forehead on hers.
I can’t go any further if she doesn’t tell me she’s okay with this. If she wants to stop, I’ll tuck her into my spare bed and leave her alone. It’ll be the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but I won’t take advantage of her, no matter how much I want her.
“Don’t stop now. Please,” she begs, answering my unasked question.
God, I want her so much .
My mouth crashes down on hers as I bend down, wrapping my hands around the back of her thighs and lifting her up. Her dress rolls up around her hips with the motion, and I vaguely register the sound of her shoes falling to the floor.
Pressing her body against the wall, I continue to devour her mouth. An overwhelming need to consume all of her runs through me .
She rolls her hips against my stomach and moans into me at the pressure on her core before tearing her lips away from mine. She drags in gulping breaths, our breathing the only sound in the room as I try to get a read on her in the shadows.
I’ve never had this connection with someone before. I’ve never experienced a need so strong that it feels like I want to bury my soul in hers. I can’t tell where I start and she ends.
Mentally shaking my head to clear away the intense thoughts because this is only one night, I remind myself that if this was more, I’d have felt something deeper than what I did for her over the last year.
“Cooper?” she calls. It’s barely a whisper, but her voice is breathy, and I can hear the hint of confusion at the fact that I’ve stopped.
Having adjusted to the darkness, I stare into what I know are her moss green eyes. I can see they’re a little glazed from the alcohol, but there’s no confusing the lust evident in them.
Brushing a strand of blonde hair out of the way, I capture her mouth with my own again before parting her lips and tangling my tongue with hers.
I need to get out of my head and enjoy the woman in front of me.
My feet move us towards the stairs, dodging the furniture as we go, my hands braced on her bare ass cheeks with her legs tightly wrapped around my waist. I can feel the heat from her pussy through my shirt, and I growl into her mouth at the thought of what is yet to come.
She breaks the kiss and rests her forehead on mine as I carry her up the stairs.
“I’ve wanted to do this since the first weekend we had to work in the office.
When you were dressed in your casual clothes.
You looked so sexy,” she whispers, her fingers tugging lightly on the hair at the nape of my neck.
She nibbles on her bottom lip as her eyes dart around my face.
“I always wondered what you’d taste like. .. What you’d feel like... inside me.”
Fuck.
Impossibly, I get even harder at her admission and release a groan of satisfaction. Kicking open the door to my bedroom, I make my way to the bed and throw her down. She lets out a yelp of surprise as she bounces on the mattress before letting out a sexy giggle.
Standing at the end of the bed, I look down at this wondrous woman, her dress around her waist, hard nipples visible and calling to me as she rests on her elbows. Her laughter stops as she looks up at me with hooded eyes.
I’m as still as a statue when she turns onto her hands and knees and crawls towards me. She undoes the belt of my pants, pulling it through the loops before dropping it to the floor.
I’m mesmerized by her actions and don’t move, even as she unzips my slacks and pushes them, with my boxers, down my legs, causing my painfully hard cock to bob out of its confines.
Her eyes look up at me and I see the awe in them, almost like she can’t believe this is really happening. I don’t blame her.
I can’t believe this is happening either.
My fingers dive into her hair as she takes my cock into the warm cove of her mouth and all the way to the back of her throat.
Groaning with satisfaction at the feel of being encased in her wet, hot mouth, I fight the urge to buck into her and instead allow her to set the pace.
I tip my head back as she hums; the sight and feel of her mouth wrapped around me is too much, the vibrations bringing me closer to the edge.
Needing a distraction from her sucking on my cock and twirling her tongue around the sensitive tip, I reach down and find the zipper of her dress, yanking it down in desperation.
Meghan pulls away from me, a pop sound echoing around the room as my cock leaves her mouth, and I pull her dress over her head, displaying her curvy body to me. Before I can stop her, her mouth is enveloping me again as she takes me to the back of her throat.
She pleasures me for a few more minutes before I step back, a string of her saliva hanging from my tip and still connecting me to her luscious mouth. Using it as lubrication, I give myself a couple of strong squeezes to slow myself down.
I refuse to let this end in a matter of minutes.
Flipping her over so that she’s laying on her back and her perfect pussy is on display for me, I drop to my knees at the end of the bed and pull her to the edge by her ankles.
The first lick causes her back to arch off of the bed as her fingers pull on the strands of my hair and she lets out a moan. She tastes fucking amazing. Better that I could have ever imagined and like nothing I’ve ever tasted before.
“Yes. Oh God... Please... Yes, don’t you dare fucking stop,” she cries out, causing me to chuckle before carrying on.
I would’ve never thought she’d be like this in bed—she’s so quiet in the office. She grinds on my tongue, and I push her knees up to her chest to give me more control and to spread her further open.
My eyes blaze as I look down at her wet core. She’s leaking onto her thighs, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“You look so good like this,” I murmur, my tongue swirling around her clit as I dip a finger into her tight channel. “Spread out on my bed.”
I add another finger and curl them as I move them in and out of her, my mouth sucking on her clit. I devour her like a starved man and her moans become more and more frequent. The sounds urging me on as I increase my speed.
My gaze lifts to take in her glorious body as I continue to suck and flick on her clit. She’s laying back, her body arched as she massages her breasts. It’s a view I could get used to.
Removing my fingers, I flip her onto her stomach, bringing her up onto her knees. Meghan looks at me over her shoulder, a question in her lust filled green gaze.
“Don’t stop, I’m so close,” she pleads.
“Nothing could stop me right now.”
My hand caresses her ass before I run my finger from the top down to her dripping core. She tenses for a moment as my index finger passes over her tight hole.
Another time.
My tongue finds her pussy and I lap her up before returning to her clit as I drive my fingers into her core. I can feel the small tremors racking through her body as she gets closer and closer to the edge.
The pace of my fingers increases with each gasp and moan, my tongue never letting up the pressure on her. It’s not long before she comes undone on my fingers, and I slowly remove them as she continues to spasm. My tongue swipes up her come, and I drink it down.
My little oasis.
“Please. I can’t go again. I’m too sensitive.” She wriggles, trying to get away from my tongue.
“You can do it. Just give me another one, baby.” My mouth doesn’t leave her clit until I can feel her close to the edge again.
I pull back and tap her pussy. She jumps from the shock of the slap, but it soon turns into a moan as I continue to drink her down. I repeat, tapping her pussy and soothing it until she comes again .
“Good girl,” I growl, giving myself one last taste before climbing up the bed.
She moves to the middle and I capture her mouth with mine, giving her a taste of her own release. Settling between her legs, my cock leaks pre-cum at the closeness of her pussy.
I hope this isn’t a dream .
We spend a moment just tasting each other before she tilts her hips, and the tip of my cock slips through her slit and into her tight entrance.
“Fuck. You feel so good,” I breathe out, my forehead resting on hers, my voice husky and unfamiliar as I look down into her green eyes.
I’m sure the need and headiness shining up at me is reflected in my own eyes. Swooping down to capture her mouth again, I move further inside her, swallowing her moans.
I take my time, slowly moving in, inch by inch. I’m in awe at how good she feels wrapped around me. Like heaven.
Once fully seated, I take a moment to catch my breath. Burying my nose in the space between her neck and her shoulder, I inhale deeply as I try to get control of myself.
Come on, Cooper. Get it together.
“Please. I need you to move. To fuck me,” she whimpers.
Who am I to ignore her pleas? It’s now my job to make her feel good, to bring her to release again, and so I move.
My thrusts are smooth and measured. In the back of my mind, I’m aware of how delicate she is compared to me. I’m being gentle with her when, really, I want to pound into her and make her mine .
Whoa! I don’t know where that thought came from.
Before I can think too much, she grabs my face and pulls my mouth down to hers, her lips crushing hard against mine. Her tongue delves into my mouth and tangles with my own.
“I said I need you to fuck me. I don’t want to walk straight tomorrow. You can let go,” she whispers against my lips.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” I groan against her mouth.
My thrusts increase. The sound of the headboard banging against the wall, my panting, and her moans fill the room.
I’m getting close.
So fucking close .
Rubbing her clit with my thumb, I urge her towards her own release before capturing her mouth. Her pussy convulses around my cock and sends me over the edge with a guttural moan as I come deep inside her.
My eyes lock onto hers and we bask in the moment, the realization of what we’ve just done sinking in. There’s no regret, at least not from me, just awe and contentment.
Meghan’s eyes widen for a fraction of a second before she closes them, hiding from me. Dropping to my elbows, I press a gentle kiss on her lips. I feel the tension ease out of her as we take a moment to comfort each other .
It’s going to be alright .
Pulling out, I collapse to the side of her, careful not to crush her while trying to catch my breath. Turning my head to the side, I’m greeted to the sight of Meghan curled up asleep.
I let out a quiet laugh before heading to the bathroom, where I wash up and grab a washcloth to clean her up.
I’ll have to speak to her in the morning about the fact we didn’t use any protection. I’ve never been so caught up in the moment that I’ve forgotten to use it.
I know I’m clean, but it’s not just STDs that we need to be cautious of. I’ve never really thought about having kids, but I work too much for them to be in my future.
Returning to the bedroom, I pause in the doorway and look at her peacefully asleep in my bed. She looks like she belongs there. I push away from the doorjamb, moving towards the bed where I roll her onto her back and clean her up.
Placing her under the covers, I throw the washcloth in the laundry basket before sliding in behind her and pulling her into my arms.
I half expect her to wake up, but instead she snuggles into my embrace. I fall asleep with a smile on my face and a feeling of excitement at what tomorrow will bring.