27. Cooper
27
Cooper
A little bit more. Just a few more strokes… Come on.
I’ve been working on this piece for nearly six long hours. I have a cramp in my wrist and my hand is numb from the vibrations of my tattoo gun but just a little more shading on the wing and…done!
My last tattoo of the week is complete. I wipe it down as I take it in and I’m proud. I’ve really been on top of my game lately. Producing some of my best work to date, but I know I can’t take all the credit.
I feel like I’ve been brought back to life since the first time I touched her again. Trinia walking into the shop that morning took my breath away and I didn’t feel like I could properly breathe again until she was back where she belonged.
With me.
As my customer walks out happy I head towards the office. Pulling back the curtain I see Trinia with her focused face on and fingers flying over the number keys as she creates a journal entry for one of her new clients. If it wasn’t for the tug at the corners of her lips I would swear she didn’t even notice I was here.
She is adorable when she’s working. I love knowing that she is only a few feet away. For a couple who now lives and works together. We really don’t see each other all that much.
Luna has started delegating Trinia tasks from other clients now that my shop’s stuff is mostly straightened out, so she has enough work on her plate to fill the majority of our work day at least a few days a week.
On Tuesdays she leaves early and on Thursdays she gets lunch with Willow so those days I only get to see her in the mornings. Really the only other time we spend together during the work week are when or if we eat lunch and in the evenings aside from the occasional break she takes to come see what I’m working on.
So while Trinia is looking forward to the warmth of the Las Vegas desert I’m looking forward to spending some quality time with her. We will be working together, side by side, during the convention. My booth is also VIP and I docked my personal hours down to only six a day. I also took the liberty of booking our hotel room for a few extra nights.
I even brought in a couple friends I’ve met along my journey as celebrity artists to lessen the convention workload. A privilege I didn’t have in the past when I was a newer artist.
These events can be grueling but I really want to focus on enjoying it this year. This will be my first convention with a woman by my side, and not just any woman, Katrinia.
The later in the evenings these events go, the wilder they can tend to get. So I’ve been trying to prepare her while also getting my ducks in a row.
My first time attending, a girl had me tattoo ‘Daddy Please’ on her pussy. She had her legs strung over my shoulders and her professionally groomed lady bits a mere few inches from my face. I’m not going to lie and say I hated it. Her whimpers as I ran the needle over her bare skin had her pussy lips glistening with her arousal and me at half attention the entire time.
The year after that I had a woman eating out another while she was spread wide on her knees as I tattooed her left ass cheek.
Between the convention and the post elopement celebrations I’m starting to get more nervous than excited for this week away in Vegas. Walking over to Trinia I pull her hair back and softly kiss her neck.
“Baby…” She smiles and I slide my hand around her neck, cocking her head to the side. Watching as her eyes close. I lick the thin column of her neck before sucking the lobe of her ear between my teeth.
“I’m almost finished here.” Her words are breathless and I know she is fighting a losing battle. One of the things I’ve always loved about Trinia is how her mind and body naturally submit to me. She’s rarely been able to say no. Not like I’ve ever given her a reason too.
“Go ahead, keep working.” I instruct her, dropping my hand from her neck and gliding it down the front of her shirt. Fisting an overflowing handful of her breast and grinning as she arches into my touch.
“How am I supposed to reconcile with you touching me like this?” She turns her chair around to look up at me and I snatch her out of it. Stealing her seat before I bring her back down on my lap. Cradling her against me with an arm around her waist.
“Go ahead and try. I like watching you work.” I whisper in her ear as I drag both hands down her thighs as one of her hands reaches back and her fingers thread through my hair.
Bringing my hands firmly and slowly back up her thigh high stocking covered legs I fist the hem of her skirt and her head falls back against my shoulder.
“I wonder what the owner of Hampton Marina would think if he knew his bookkeeper was getting fucked while their monthly reconciliations were being done?” I ask and my cock grows harder as the sound of her breath catching hits my ears.
Her nails scratch my scalp as her fingers coil around my hair before she tries to answer, “but I’m not…”
Her words are cut off as I tug her skirt up over her ass to bunch around her waist and pull her wet panties down to her knees.
I slide a finger between her slick exposed folds and she yanks my hair as she squirms in my arms. I pry her legs open wider with my knees before I push my fingers into her.
“You are, baby. Now get back to work.”
She moans as I slide my fingers in and out of her. The sounds of her wet pussy fill the crowded space as her nails scratch their way down my arm, leaving marks as always. The heavy breaths passing her lips have my cock painfully pressing against the zipper of my jeans.
“Cooper.” The sound of my name on her whimpered sigh makes me tighten my hold and fuck her harder adding another finger.
“Get to work Trinia.” I growl, pulling out of her. Now only teasing her entrance with a single digit. Swirling feather light circles around her clit.
She grunts in frustration as she bends forward. With her hands on the desk I’m given the perfect view of her glistening cunt and tight little ass.
I push her hips forward and roll the chair back, bending her over more for me, as she resumes typing on the computer. I kiss and nibble her ass cheeks before spreading them apart and spitting on her perky puckered hole. She wiggles in my lap as I tease her clit from behind. While at the same time I start to rub my thumb around the place I know she’s never been touched.
“Coop.” My name is a whisper as she leans forward, her elbows resting on the top of the desk. The sounds of the keyboard abandoned.
I push the tip of my thumb in, stopping at the first knuckle as she falls forward, shoving the keyboard out of the way. I feel her pussy dripping down my hand as I tease both of her holes.
“You better finish working or I will fill both of these holes.” I warn, groaning as she rocks her body pushing my thumb in a little deeper.
“Both?” Her question is breathless as she pushes up from the desk. Looking back at me with the cutest curious look on her face.
“Yeah baby, both. Reach down in the bottom drawer. I got you a present.” An evil grin spreads across my face as I pump into her in a slow rhythm that has her starting to shake. I am now loving this idea more and more as she pulls out a box with a bow.
Last week I ordered one of those molds to create your own dildo and on Tuesday after she went home for the afternoon I created a replica of my dick for this exact moment.
Do I want to fuck and fill her body in every way imaginable? Absolutely.
Am I willing to share her? Absolutely not.
She lifts the top of the box and sees the dark purple silicone resting inside.
“Oh my god.” Her words sound shocked but I can feel her arousal literally soaking my fingers as her walls clench around my fingers.
“I want to feel your cunt full of me when I fuck your tight little ass.” I spit on her again as I push my thumb in deeper.
Her cries fill the back room and all hope for Hampton Marina’s work for last month getting finished anytime in the next hour have all gone to hell.
“I’ve never…” She tries to tell me what I already know as her white knuckles grip the edge of the desk.
“I know baby, but I can already tell you are going to love it.” I leave her pussy and reach for the small bottle of lube that came with the mold kit and push her forward by the back of her head.
I take a moment to appreciate how perfect she looks exhibited before me. Spread wide and bent over my legs. Licking and nipping at her skin, I taste her before the lube drips down over her primed hole.
“I can’t wait to fill this tight little ass.” I hiss as I push my thumb back into her and she whimpers with the side of her face laying against the top of the desk.
She tightens around me and it’s a struggle to move inside her. “Breathe, dorogoy. Breathe through it. You have to relax.” I encourage her and watch as she takes a breath. Her body visibly relaxes at my gentle command and I’m able to start stretching her with my thumb again.
When she starts to push back against me I know she’s ready.
I pull out and bring her back against my chest as I grab the toy mold of myself and drag it up and down her center, soaking it in her dripping arousal before finally lining it up with her entrance.
Forcing her legs to stay apart with my knees, I begin to fuck her slowly with the toy. Pushing it in and pulling it out, going deeper with every thrust as she moans in my lap. Pulling my hair, she brings my head down as her lips cover mine in a kiss so manic and desperate I slam the toy into her and my mouth does nothing to muffle her scream.
I bring her hand to the toy as I stand up, forcing her to her feet and pinning her against the desk with my hips. “Fuck yourself with your new favorite toy while I stuff your pretty little ass full of my cock.” I order through gritted teeth in her ear as I make fast work of undoing my pants.
Yanking out my throbbing cock, I squeeze the lube into my hand and pump myself a few times, spreading it around, before pressing against her. Trinia’s body trembles and her motions with the mold of me stop as I break the seal of her forbidden hole.
“Cooper, go slow. I…” Her words are taken by a moan as I slowly push into her. I only make it about an inch before her muscles deny me and clamp down around my head.
“I got you baby. Just breathe. You can take it.” I throw my head back, grunting as I pull back before pushing deeper into her. She’s so tight she literally strangles my cock.
Feeling the toy inside her I have to grind my teeth to restrain myself from fucking her like a savage.
Though, I don’t know how much longer I can keep my control as her hand slaps the top of the desk and she resumes her motions, slowly pulling the toy out and thrusting it back in, I try to match her rhythm.
I choke in a breath and drive into her as her pleasure screams past her lips. Falling forward over her back I slam a hand over her mouth not wanting the entire fucking street to hear her being double penetrated by my cocks in the back office.
The mumbled sounds of her panting “Oh god” over and over as she becomes liquid in my arms has me on the verge.
Every thrust into her has the toy rubbing against my cock, sending earth shattering shivers throughout my body and I can’t take it.
Reaching a hand around I find her clit. Rubbing tight firm circles has her body immediately submitting to me. I take a deep breath before jutting my hips forward and thrusting all the way to the hilt.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Trin.” I groan, my fingers digging into her hip as sweat drips down my temple. “You’re doing so good. Your little ass is taking me so well.”
She shatters in seconds and I’m able to fuck her rabidly through her release before my orgasm tears through me and I’m following her into the abyss. Filling her ass with as much cum as it will take before it’s spilling out round me.
The toy from her pussy falls, crashing to the floor, as she collapses against the table top in a shaking panting mess. I wrap both my arms around her before pulling out and falling back into the chair.
I take a moment to catch my breath before carrying her limp body to the bathroom. I grab a towel off the rack and wet it with warm water and hand it to her, before doing the same for myself. I close the door behind me and walk back into the office to clean up, giving her the privacy I’m sure she needs.
A few moments later she comes out and walks up to me sitting in her chair before straddling my lap. I cup her ass through her skirt that is now back in its proper place as she brushes back strands of my sweaty hair.
“How do you feel, dorogoy?” I ask her, placing a delicate kiss on the corner of her mouth.
She rests her head on my shoulder as she struggles to form words. “That was… I’m… ” She tries before she sighs and I feel her nod as I rub her back.