Chapter 20 #3
My body sags against him, my arms clinging to his as my eyes roll back. The pleasure building inside me is too much. It only takes a few more strokes before my body is tensing up.
I scream out my release against the palm of his hand.
I feel like I’m having an out of body experience as my cock pulses in his grasp, rope after rope of cum shooting out, and marking the wall of the equipment shed.
My head is spinning, my body is humming and I feel content, happy to be filled with cum and be empty of it.
Cooper holds me, peppering kissing on my neck and shoulder. “I fucking love you.”
“I love you, too.” I smile dopily.
“As much as I’d love to live inside your perfect ass, I don’t want to risk someone seeing what belongs to me.” He nips at my neck.
“Yeah, probably a good idea.”
He pulls out of me and I can feel a gush of his release follow. It’s so hot it has me wanting to go again.
“Fuck,” he groans. “The sight of your used hole dripping with my cum is nearly my undoing. I want you filled with me all of the time.”
“Stop,” I groan.
“Why?” He chuckles.
“Because I’m going to beg you to fuck me again if you don’t stop turning me on.”
“Sorry, baby, but I don’t think that's a bad idea at all. But not here. Later.”
“I can’t believe we just did that.” I pull my pants up, the feeling of Cooper’s cum leaking out of my ass is a lot more arousing than I thought it would be.
He chuckles, tucking himself back into his football pants. “Sorry. I just couldn’t wait to have you.” He backs me up against the wall again, a more tender look on his face now. Pure love and joy shine back and I melt into his touch.
“Have I told you today that I love you?” He grins, leaning down to brush his lips against mine.
“Maybe,” I murmur. “Wouldn’t hurt to hear it again, though.”
He chuckles softly. “I love you, Blake,” he whispers against my lips before kissing me. “I love you.” Kiss. “I love you.” Kiss. “I.” Kiss. “Fucking.” Kiss. “Love.” Kiss. “You.”
“Cooper,” I whimper, ready to jump him again.
He rolls his hips, feeling how hard I am again, even though the evidence of the orgasm I just had is on the wall right next to us.
We just fucked behind the equipment shed. Where anyone could have seen. Risky, but still so damn hot.
“Sleep over.” He places his forehead against mine. “Dad is going to his friend's place for the night. It’s been too long since I’ve had you to myself in a bed.”
“Okay.”
He leans back and the smile he gives me is blinding. At this point, I’m so in love with this man, I don’t think there's anything he could ask me that I wouldn’t blindly say yes to.
I want to make him happy. That's all that matters to me.
***
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I ask cautiously, raising a brow at the very excited puppy dog look on his face.
Cooper and his dad just arrived. My mom welcomed them in and his dad went into the kitchen with her, while Cooper pulled me to the side.
“Here.” He pulls out an envelope.
“What is it?” I ask, taking it from him.
“Your gift,” he says. “Well, part of it.”
“Part?” I ask, smiling. “You didn’t have to get me anything.”
He snorts a laugh. “Okay, crazy man.” He rolls his eyes. “Of course I have to. You’re my boyfriend. And also, I wanted to. I’d spoil you rotten if you’d let me.” He glares at me playfully.
He would. And I do love all the little things he does for me. It’s the physical items that make me a little uneasy, because I can’t get him as much as I’d like.
I’d rather be spoiled in kisses and cuddles, even things as simple as coffee and lunch, than physical items.
“Open. Open!” he urges.
“Okay, okay.” I laugh, opening up the envelope. I reach in and pull out what's inside. Flipping them over, I read out loud what they say.
“L.A. Comic Con.” My eyes widen. “Wait, are these tickets?”
“Yup.” He’s practically bouncing on his feet. “Me and you, one week in L.A. I saw the line up of special guests. Trust me, you’re going to love it.”
The back of my eyes tear up and I find myself unable to speak. He did this. For me. I mentioned once, weeks ago, that I’ve always wanted to go.
And he goes out and does this for me.
“Blake?”
I throw myself at him, making him catch me with a grunt. Wrapping my arms around him, I kiss him like my life depends on it. He groans against my mouth, kissing me with just as much fervor.
“I take it that you like your gift?” He chuckles breathlessly.
“I love it. And I love you. Thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank me, baby. I’m excited to see the world with you. Even if it’s one place at a time.”
“And all I got you was a bracelet,” I mutter.
“You did?” His face lights up. “Give me.”
He places me on my feet. “I don’t want to.”
“Blake. Give me.” He laughs.
“Fine,” I huff, going over to the Christmas tree and grabbing the box. “Here.”
He takes the box and opens it. “Holy shit, this is amazing.” He looks the leather bracelet over. “Where did you get this, the craftsmanship is amazing?”
My cheeks grow hot as I tell him, “I, ah, made it.”
He gapes at me. “No way.”
I nod.
“You made this?”
I nod again.
“Holy fuck, baby, it’s amazing.” He puts it on and grins so damn big I feel my heart stop. “I fucking love it. And I fucking love you.”
He pushes me up against the wall and kisses me until my head spins.
“Can’t you two keep your tongues out of each other's mouth for five minutes?” Nina’s voice has us breaking apart.
“Sorry,” I mutter.
“I’m not,” Cooper chuckles.
“Mom wants you,” Nina says, grinning wide. “Also, you two are so cute it makes me wanna puke.”
“Puke away, sister.” I glare at her as we walk past.
“Oh, would you look at what we have here?” You can hear the playful smile in Cooper’s tone.
“Huh?” I ask and look up, seeing the mistletoe hanging in the entryway from the living room to the kitchen.
“You know the rules.” Cooper pulls me in for another kiss, but this one is softer. Still makes my toes curl and my heart race though.
“Oh come on! That wasn’t even thirty second,” Nina laughs.
“Huh,” Cooper pauses.
“What?” I ask, looking past him.
“You know, your mom and my dad have been getting along well.” Cooper grins down at me. “Haven’t seen him smile so much. Wouldn’t it be funny if they got together?”
“Why would you say that?” I look at him in horror.
“I mean, I’d love to have Cooper as a brother.” Nina laughs.
“No. Hell no.” I growl.
Cooper laughs. “I’m just messing with you.” He looks over at Nina. “You can have me as a brother. But instead of a step-brother, how about brother-in-law?” he says, then winks at me before joining our parents in the kitchen.
“Did he just say what I think he said?” I ask my sister, disbelief and excitement strumming through me.
“That he wants to marry you? Yeah, I’m pretty sure that's what he said.” Nina wraps an arm around my shoulder. “I mean, I couldn’t think of a better brother-in-law.”
It’s too soon to think about marriage. We’re just getting out of college. Our life is really just starting, isn’t it?
Still, the more I think about spending the rest of my life with Cooper, the more I know for a fact I want him for good. There’s no one else on this earth for me. I believe that with my whole being.
***
The rest of the Christmas break is spent hanging out with friends, sleepovers and cuddles.
He did manage to convince me to go back to the football house for some alone time, because most of the house was empty with everyone going home for the break. I’m glad I let him talk me into it. It might hurt to sit down, but god was it ever worth it.
Nothing will ever feel as good as Cooper’s cock buried deep inside of me.
For New Year’s, we go over to Ellie’s place and I share a midnight kiss with the love of my life, as we ring in the new year, surrounded by friends and positive vibes.
Normally, I dread the first day back to school after a break, but today I’m feeling good. Cooper’s back to football practice. I do as I normally do, sit in the stands and watch.
Just like always, my eyes are on Cooper. The way he runs, the strength he has when he tackles someone to the ground, and watching his arm flex as he tosses the ball back and forth with one of his teammates, may have me a little more aroused than I should be.
You can’t blame me, have you seen my boyfriend?
When practice wraps up, Cooper jogs over to me. He’s covered in sweat and dirt, yet still looks like a walking, wet dream.
“It might take me a little extra longer to get all this off me.” Cooper chuckles, running a hand through his messy, damp blond curls. “If you don't wanna wait for me, just head to your first class.”
“And miss breakfast?” I shake my head. “I’m good to wait for you.”
“You sure? These are some nasty grass stains.” He points to his calves and then holds up his arms. “Don’t worry, I hurt the grass more than it hurt me.” He winks.
“I’m sure it did.” I chuckle. “But yeah, I’m sure. I’ll just wait at the bench behind the locker room.”
“Okay. I’ll be as fast as I can.” He pulls me in for a quick kiss before jogging towards the locker room.
Grabbing my bags, I head in the same direction.
Not in any rush, I take my time heading over there, texting Davis and Rylee back in our chat. We’ve been updating one another on our Christmas holidays.
As I turn around the corner, I bump into someone.
“Shit, sorry. My ba—” I look up and come face to chest with a big body. Tilting my head back, my stomach drops when I see who it is.
Panic rises in me and I take a step back. I don’t get far because Mickey grabs my arm and yanks me roughly, shoving me up against the wall. My back hits it hard, almost knocking the breath from me.
“Let me go.” I hate how my voice shakes. But as he looms over me, that evil look in his eyes, I’m brought back to that time where I was nothing but a weak teenager who he loved to take his anger out on.
“You know, I don’t think I will.” His chuckle is cruel, just as malicious as his smile.
“What do you want with me, Mickey?” I swallow down my fear. Cooper is just on the other side of this wall. I might not be able to hurt him, but I can scream for help. I’ve never bothered to try and save myself before, because I knew no one would come to help me.
Now, I have someone who wouldn’t think twice about coming to my defense.
“I’m failing, Blake. And it’s all your fault.”
“How the hell is it my fault?” I snarl. “If you’d just take the damn time to actually listen and learn, I’m sure you’d do just fine.”
“You refused to help me. And now I’m going to fucking fail,” he snarls.
“Help you? Don't you mean do all the work for you? You know I’m not the only tutor around here, right? I’m sure there’s someone else you can wave your money around and buy off, or is threatening your way to go?”
“You sure do have a lot to say for someone who has a lot on the line.”
“What are you talking about?”
Mickey reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. He does something on it, then I hear it. Moaning and grunting. My voice whimpering out Cooper’s name.
Horror fills me as dread sinks in my stomach. “What the fuck?” I gasp out. “You videotaped us having sex?”
“Maybe you shouldn’t let your boyfriend fuck you where people can see,” he sneers. “It’s like you were asking for it. You risked it, and I’m reaping the benefits.”
“Delete it.” I try to grab for his phone, but Mickey shoves me in the chest. My back hits the wall hard, making me gasp for air.
Pain splinters through me and I grasp at my chest, panic rising.
“Here’s how this is going to go.” He grabs me by the shirt, fisting it in his hand.
“You’re going to do the rest of my fucking classwork for the semester and get my grades back up enough to graduate.
My father said he’s cutting me off if I fail one more class, and I can’t have that.
If you refuse, not only will I kick your ass so much fucking worse then I ever have in the past, but I’ll send this video to everyone in school, and post it online.
I’ll ruin both you and your stupid boyfriend's reputations. Good luck finding a job with your sex tape on the internet. That shit stays for life.” He chuckles.
“So, what’s it going to be, faggot? Fight me on this, or roll over in defeat like the good little mutt you are? ”