Muttering to myself as I follow him, we stop at his car. “See? We’re here.”
“Your car?” I ask him slowly. “So, we’re just going to sit in there? And do what, talk?”
“I mean, there will be talking involved.” He chuckles, opening the back door rather than the driver's side. He gets in and my brow furrows. “But I don’t have any plans of just sitting here.”
Understanding dawns on me and a rush of arousal floods my system.
“You just gonna stand there and stare at me, or are you getting in?” The smug smile on his face makes me want to roll my eyes, but the need for him wins out.
With nervous excitement, I slide into the backseat of the car after him.He closes the door and the little light on the roof of the car starts to fade, sending us into darkness.
“So, this is awkward,” I mumble.
“No it’s not.” He chuckles, as I feel touch of his fingers brush against my face, making me jump. “Are you nervous?”
“A little,” I mutter.
He chuckles again, this time softer. “My little bunny rabbit is going shy on me again. How cute.”
“Bunny rabbit?”
“Yeah, my horny little bunny.” He snickers.
“Don’t even dare start with a new nickname,” I grumble. “Two is enough.”
“Ahh, but it’s so cute.” He chuckles. “And you have three actually.”
“Three?”
“Latte Boy, because it reminds me of when we first met." He brushes his thumb against my jawline, making me shiver, pleasure shooting right to my cook. “Blakey Poo, because I know it annoys you and I can’t help but poke fun.” He leans in and brushes his lips against mine, making my whole body break out into goose bumps. “And Kitten,” he murmurs. “Because you'readorably cute and feisty. It makes me rock fucking hard when your claws come out.”
My heart is pounding in my chest, a giddy, happy feeling flooding me.
“Like this.” He grabs my hand and places it on the bulge in his sleep shorts.
I groan, my hand squeezing his hot, heavy length through the fabric.
Cooper lets out a curse. “Fuck,” he groans. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
“Show me,” I practically beg.
His lips are on mine in an instant. They move together hungrily. I let out a needy whimper, grabbing the back of his head and kissing him roughly.
He groans, grabbing my hips and pulling me onto his lap, so that I’m straddling him.
“Need you,” I whine as I kiss him again. “Need you so bad.”
“I got you, baby.” He’s breathing just as heavy as I am now. “I always have you.”
This man. I never thought I’d love a person as much as I love him, but here I am, head over heels, obsessed with him. I honestly can’t see my life without him in it. I don’t want to.
“Let me make you feel good.”
“Okay.” I nod eagerly.
Cooper reaches between us, pulling the front of my sleep pants down. My cock springs free, heavy and needy.
When he wraps his hand around my shaft, giving it a firm stroke, my eyes roll back and my lips part on a slutty little moan. “Cooper.”
