Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23228 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23228 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Lift it up, baby,” he all but groans out.
I reach down slowly and grip the hem of the material, pulling it up and showing him my pussy and lower belly.
For a second he doesn’t move, just stands there, staring, his cock so damn big and hard, I wonder if it’s possible for it to tear through his jeans.
He’s in front of me a second later, cupping the side of my neck and leaning in to kiss me at the same time he walks us backward. The bed stops our movements, and Cooper uses his body to push me back. Our lips break away as I fall backward, my hair fanning out across the comforter. I stare up at him, licking my lips, this whole situation seeming surreal.
And then he’s sinking to his knees, placing his hands on my inner thighs, and pushing my legs open.
His warm breath blows across my bare folds, and when he frames my pussy with his big hands, pulling my lips apart, I feel even more exposed. His swallow is audible, and the groan that follows is deep and filled with an arousal that matches my own frantic one.
“God, Jo. You’re gorgeous.” I rise up an inch to see his eyes are closed, his hands clenched tightly around my thighs. “Spread your legs wider for me, baby. I need to taste you. All of you.”
Oh, God.
I don’t even hesitate to do what he says. And then he grips the back of my knee and pulls it up and out. I’m obscenely open for Cooper at this point, and I find that even more of a turn-on.
His mouth is suddenly on my pussy, his tongue parting my folds as he eats me out almost violently. I feel my arousal climb even higher in a matter of seconds.
Cooper dips his tongue into my body. He fucks me with that muscle, his teeth scraping along my sensitive flesh, bringing me closer to climax.
“So fucking good,” he murmurs against my soaked flesh.
He presses his thumb to my clit and I can’t help but come right then and there. My arousal is so high that I couldn’t stop myself from going over the edge even if I wanted to.
A low cry leaves me, and I can’t help myself from spearing my hands in his hair and shamelessly grinding my pussy into his face, against his mouth. This isn’t like me. I’m a virgin, so inexperienced it’s almost embarrassing. But right now, I am letting him mouth-fuck me like I’m a fiend.
His deep groan sends vibrations through my clit, and little shockwaves of pleasure slam into me, prolonging my release.
My high starts to come down and I exhale roughly. He gives my pussy one last long lick and then he is pulling away, causing me to suck in a gasp of air.
“Look at me, Jo,” he orders and I rise up on shaking arms, bracing my upper body on my elbows as I stare at him.
His mouth is glossy because of me. Cooper leans forward and captures my mouth with his, forcing his tongue between my lips, making me taste myself on him.
He pulls away far too soon and I’m left feeling bereft, needing more.
“This is just us getting started, Jo. When I do fuck you, when I make you mine, there’s no going back.”
I have no doubts about that.
Chapter Twelve
Cooper
“What’s wrong?” Jo asks, her brow creased, showing concern.
Seeing that look on her face, knowing she’s worried about me, releases emotions that I’m not sure I’ve experienced before. She’s sitting behind her desk at the gym, wearing another one of those tight little numbers she loves so much … the ones I fucking love so much. This one is a white shirt, done up to her neck, with a white sweater over that and left unbuttoned. As she comes around the desk to me, I take in the skirt that is hugging her thighs. It’s a pale pink, innocent, virginal looking. The whole thing together, and Jo being the one wearing it, makes it sweet and somehow sexy too.
“What do you call this?” I can’t help but ask, touching her hair gently to swing it back and forth.
“My ponytail?” she asks, blushing. Jesus, I will never get tired of that blush.
“Yeah, sunshine. It’s cute,” I tell her, giving her the truth, but not completely. She is cute, but she’s more than that. It’s been a full week since I’ve had my mouth on her and that pull I feel between us has only intensified. She’s it for me. I’ve known it since day one and with just the small taste of her I’ve had, watching her submit to my demands, I realize that I need to tie her to me completely. I need her attached to me in ways that she can’t get rid of.