Page 34 of Wrecked

“Ahhh!”I’m so damn close!

“Not yet, baby,” he says, his voice more gentle now. “Not so fast.”

He runs a hand up and down my torso, across my pecs. He tweaks one nipple and then the other, teasing my piercings and making me squirm. He leans down and whispers in my ear. “I’m dying to know what you taste like.”

I cry out when he draws my erection into his hot, wet mouth. One hand grips the base of my cock as he fucks me with his mouth. I stare mesmerized at the sight of my dick disappearing into his mouth as he deep throats me. “Oh, God.”

I swear I hear a low rumble coming from him. Whether it’s a quiet laugh or he’s just pleased, I don’t know.

And again, I swear, as soon as I’m near to coming, he backs off. “You are determined to give me blue balls,” I say.

He just smiles as he sits back on his haunches between my open legs. I suck in a breath when I feel his finger reaching low between my thighs. He rims my hole. His finger is slick from stroking me, and he uses it to test me, slipping it in just a little bit to gauge my reaction. At least he’s a considerate lover.

When I relax my muscles, his finger slides all the way inside with little resistance. It slides out just as easily. He pushes a finger inside me again, stroking my insides.

God, it feels so damn good.

One finger is soon joined by a second as he slowly opens me, preparing my body for his. And then his fingers are gone, and he changes position, rising up on his knees and leaning closer.

Cooper picks up the bottle of lube, flips the cap up, and dribbles some down my crack. Then he rolls a condom onto his erection and coats it with lube.

“If at any time you tell me to stop, I will,” he says. “Got it?”

I nod. “What, no safeword?” I chuckle.

He rolls his eyes. “Tell me you understand, Sam. I want to hear it.”

“Yeah, I got it.”Sir.God, he makes me feel like a teenager all over again.

Apparently, he’s satisfied with my response. He takes hold of his erection and rubs it between my legs, sliding easily through the lube. “I fuck hard, but I don’t want to hurt you. If I do, say something.”

My voice is hardly recognizable when I eke out a weak response. “Yeah.”

I suck in a breath and force my muscles to relax when he fists himself and guides the tip to my hole. Anticipation makes myheart slam into my ribs. I try to relax. I want this so bad I can’t stand it.

I gasp when the head of his cock pushes into me. I’ve seen him, so I know he’s a lot to take—certainly more than I’ve ever had before. He rises up on his knees and leans closer, slowly driving himself deeper. I feel the bite of the stretch, followed by a sweet burn that steals my breath. I press my lips tightly together to keep from letting him know. The last thing I want is for him to stop or pull out.

“God, yes,” I groan, letting him know I’m on board. I’m with him. “More, please.”

Cooper watches my face carefully as he works himself in and out, sliding deeper each time. Out again, then back in.

When he’s all the way in, his groin flush with my ass, he groans, the sound low and harsh. “Holy fuck, kid,” he growls.

Cooper surprises me when he pulls out and turns me over onto my hands and knees. His body looms over my back as he slowly sinks back in and starts thrusting, slowly at first, then faster and harder.

He fills me so perfectly I grimace and bite back a whimper. The fullness, the stretch, even the burn blows my mind. As he thrusts in and out, each time dragging the head of his cock against my prostate, I see stars and my thighs begin to shake. “Fuck! Cooper!”

He picks up speed, thrusting harder and faster, each time hitting my prostate and driving up my arousal. I’m pretty sure he’s going to make me come like this.

Sure enough, he reaches underneath me, wraps a hand around my cock, and jerks me off. As my body is already primed for him, I come quickly, shooting thick ribbons of cum onto the sheet.

My thighs are shaking, as are my arms. As he thrusts forcefully against me, his thighs hitting mine, skin slapping skin,I lose my balance and fall forward onto my belly. He follows me down without missing a beat, draping his body over mine, as he grinds into me, pushing deep. His harsh breath rasps in my ear as he sucks in air.

Cooper gathers my wrists in one hand and pins them tightly to the pillow above my head. As he thrusts into me, his grip on my wrists tightens as he uses his hold on me for leverage. I feel utterly pinned by him, trapped beneath him, and it’s such a fucking turn-on. He’s grasping my wrists so tightly, my hands are going numb. As his hold on my wrists tightens, I moan.

“Fuck, Sam!” Close to coming, he growls my name against my mouth. “So fucking good. God, baby, it’s so fucking good.”

My lips cling to his. I’m desperate for his touch, for his every word. It’s all too much—the sounds he makes, his harsh breaths on my cheek. He releases my wrists and fists my manbun instead. The way he controls my body, wringing every drop of pleasure from me, and taking his own, blows my mind. I knew it would be like this with him.I knew it!