“You have amazing breasts. You’re beautiful.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.”
He picks me up then, acting like I weight nothing at all, which makes me feel a little bit like a pixie. He carries me down the hall.
“Which room?” He grunts.
“Left,” I murmur, and I kiss his neck more, biting and nipping at him. Cooper brings me into my room and fumbles for the light switch. “Just leave it off,” I say, and he chuckles.
“Not a chance. I want to see all of you.”
He drops me on my bed and pulls my black stretchy pants and panties down in one swoop. Then Cooper pushes my knees apart and leans forward, biting me on the thigh. Usually, I’m pretty ticklish there, but not this time. Not with him.
“Tell me what you want, Bailey,” he looks up at me. He’s not going to make this easy. He’s going to make me ask, beg. He’s going to make me tell him exactly what I want. Is it my imagination, or do his eyes hold a little bit of a challenge?
If that’s his game, I’m more than willing to play. Tonight, I’ve stepped out of my comfort zone more than I usually would. I’m never this aggressive with me, but I don’t care. I want him. All of him.
“Lick my pussy, Cooper,” I say, watching him. “Make me come for you.”
“Of course,” he leans forward and begins licking my center. I drop back on my elbows and he pushes my legs further apart, straining my muscles. It’s a good pain, though. It’s an erotic pain.
I’ve never come from this before. Not that Dominic was ever willing to give it a try, of course, but I’ve slept with a couple of guys who tried to make me come using only their tongues. It never worked and they always gave up pretty quickly, happy when I told them they didn’t have to.
Only, something tells me that offering to let Cooper take a free pass on this one isn’t going to work well. He’s taking his time, eating me up like I’m the most savory treat he’s ever touched.
Cooper bites each of my lips, slowly nibbling my skin up and down, then goes back to stroking me. He alternates slow and fast and brings me closer, closer, closer.
“I love eating your sweet pussy, Bailey,” he says, licking me. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”
“I’ve never…I’ve never come like this,” I admit, but the truth is that I want to. I’m getting so close. I just need a little bit more.
“All that’s about to change, Bailey. I’m not stopping until you’re coming on my face.” He s
lides a finger inside of me, then another, and strokes me quickly from the inside. I bite my lip, groaning, wiggling, but Cooper holds me tightly in place.
If his hands weren’t so tight on my legs, I might fly away.
I’m so close I can taste it.
“Come for me, Bailey,” he whispers the words and slides his tongue back onto me, focusing solely on my clit.
Then I explode.
I see stars and fireworks and everything goes black for just a moment. I cry out, then slowly, slowly, reality begins to return.
I sit up and look down at Cooper, who has a huge grin on his face.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he says, then he pulls me down onto his lap and we’re both sitting on the floor. I’m straddling him, completely naked, but he still has his pants on.
“I feel the same way about you,” I murmur, kissing him. I taste myself on his lips, taste my body against his tongue. I can understand why he liked it so much. I’ve never done this before. I’ve never tasted my pussy like this. Guys in the past always avoided kissing me after they went down on me, but Cooper has no such qualms.
He just kisses me like it’s the most natural thing in the world, kisses me like he has all the time we could ever ask for, kisses me like I’m delicious.
And I kiss him back because no one has ever made me feel the way Cooper is making me come alive right now.
I want to show him how I feel, I want to show him how grateful I am for what he just offered. I’m not the most experienced partner in the world, but there is something I’m really good at: dancing.
That’s when it comes to me: I’ll give him a lap dance, then I’ll ride him.