Chapter 11 #2
The fact that it was purely a surprise is what made it so hot. Maybe that's what I really wanted, excitement, and it had nothing to do with Cooper. I'd have this reaction to any high-stakes fling.
I was quickly becoming addicted to it. I was on edge waiting for the next time he might show up late at night in my office. And I kept trying to think of places I could pop in on him and have my way with him. But I was worried about getting caught.
I didn't know how often my brothers stopped by or whether any hotel employees would wander into the dance hall.
If I was smart, I'd stay away from him.
I was walking back to my office after drinks with the girls one night, and a hand reached out to snag my wrist. My heart skipped a beat, but then a voice close to my ear said, "It's me."
I relaxed into his hold, allowing him to draw me between two buildings.
The owners had hung twinkling lights between the brick walls to create a romantic ambiance.
But from the heat I saw in Cooper's eyes, I didn't think he was here to give me flowers and chocolates.
I wanted a Cooper-induced orgasm instead.
I wanted to feel him inside me tomorrow when I was going about my work.
Before I could say anything, like You scared me or What are you doing here? he was on me. Kissing, his hand searching for the edge of my sweater, his palm pressed against my stomach. Then it moved higher. He cupped my breast through the lace cup, and I gasped into his mouth.
"More," was all I could manage as he pulled back.
He'd lifted my sweater so that my skin prickled from the cool air, and he shoved the cup down so that my breast was exposed.
Then I remembered where we were, and asked, "Won't someone see?" I asked.
He moved us to an alcove that kept us hidden from the street. "Not if I can help it. This is all for me."
Then he sucked on my nipple, and I gripped tightly onto his hair. There was something about the sting of the cool and the warmth of his mouth that had me hot all over.
I writhed against him, needing him to touch me between my legs.
"Be patient. Sweet girl."
"It's been days since you've been inside me—" I broke off, a little surprised at my dirty talk. Where had that come from? I was just reacting to the way he made me feel.
He raised a brow. "You need my dick?"
I whimpered at his words.
He nipped my earlobe, then kissed my neck, sending goose bumps down my arms. His hand moved between my legs.
I'd worn a skirt without tights. Maybe I'd hoped something like this would happen, and I wanted Cooper to have easy access. My pussy ached for him. It needed to be filled, and he was the only one who could do it.
Then he lifted me, my skirt pushed up to my hips, and my sweater still at my neck. He entered me in one thrust, feeling impossibly big and strong.
I bit my lip, reveling at the sensations of him inside me.
He braced himself with one hand on the wall behind me. "I need to move."
"Make it hard," I demanded, and his gaze heated.
He eased back and thrust hard. Each pass made me aware that I was pinned against the wall and couldn't move.
All I could do was take what he was giving me, which only made me wetter.
He was ruining me for all other men. I'd never meet anyone else who was willing to treat me like this.
Like I was something precious but also to be taken in a dark corner.
It wasn't especially dirty since this was Christmas Town, but it still had a forbidden element to it, a surge of excitement that we could be caught. He quickened his pace, and I barreled toward my orgasm, biting my lip hard not to cry out his name.
The noise was more like a strangled sound.
Then he thrust one more time and paused. He rested his forehead against mine, and that's when I felt liquid seep out of me.
"We didn't use a condom?"
He bit off a curse and pulled out, the evidence of our union on my inner thighs. "I'm sorry." He whipped off his shirt and cleaned me. "I didn't mean to do that. I lost my head."
"I kind of liked it." I could feel him inside me still, and I wished I could always feel like this.
He glanced up at me. "It was reckless. But I'm clean. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you."
"I have an IUD."
A slow smile spread over his face. "So we're cleared to go without condoms?"
I nodded, wanting more of this, him bare inside me. His raw masculinity on full display. How many people got to experience something like this? Even if he was my brothers' friend, I could enjoy this for now.
"Fuck, yes. I'll make you feel so good," he said as he moved my panties back into place.
"You always do." I fixed my bra and sweater, then smoothed my skirt.
With one more kiss on the lips, he said, "You go first. That way no one sees us together."
I sighed, wishing it could be more than sex, but then it wouldn't be the same. We wouldn't be sneaking around, and it wouldn't be so satisfying. I couldn't bring a relationship vibe to this.
When I didn't move right away, he pulled me away from the wall, smacking my ass. "Till next time."
I flashed him a grin over my shoulder, knowing I wouldn't be able to wait for that. Then I sauntered down the alley, giving my hips an extra sway.
I swore I heard a growl from him.
This is how he wanted it. A quick physical release and then we went about our days. I couldn't help but want more, but I wasn't naive. I knew that if we did anything else, it wouldn't be the same. The interest would wane; the chemistry would dissipate.
This is the only way we worked. Quick fucks against the wall were all I was going to get. He couldn't bring me home to introduce me to his family, and I certainly couldn't take him home to mine.
I attempted to tidy my hair and straighten my clothes as I stepped onto the sidewalk. Hopefully I'd make it back to my office before anyone saw me and knew exactly what I'd been doing.
This might not be the smartest thing I'd ever done, but it sure was the most pleasurable.