Once he’s done draining me for everything I have, I slump against his chest.
We stay like that for a while, just the two of us recovering from something amazing, only the sound of our heavy breathing filling the space around us.
Before meeting Cooper, the only things I really felt were anger, resentment, and pity.
When I’m with him, I feel loved, supported, cherished, wanted, needed and every positive indescribable feeling.
The way he makes me feel has become an addiction.
His hand rubs up and down my back, and like a sleepy cat, I lean into his touch. He chuckles. “Feel good?”
“So good,” I murmur, my eyelids growing heavy.
“I’m glad, but no falling asleep okay? We gotta clean up and head back inside.”
Groaning, I lean back and look between us. Our mixed releases are shining in the glow of the streetlight.
“As hot as this was, it might not have been the best idea. How do we clean this up? I’m not heading back into my grandparent’s place covered in cum.”
“I have some tissues in here somewhere,” Cooper says. “Check the glove compartment.”
Leaning backward, I reach into the front and grab the box. We clean each other up, stuffing the dirty tissues into the garbage bag he has attached to the back of his seat. “We need to empty that as soon as we leave tomorrow. Your car is going to smell like cum.”
“Ew.” He chuckles. “Yeah, good idea.”
“Hot, but messy,” I grumble.
“Yeah, but it was worth it, wasn’t it?” he asks, amusement in his tone.
“So worth it.” We tuck our cocks away. I stay on his lap, kissing him some more before we sneak back into the house.
“See you tomorrow,” he whispers, winking as I drop him at his room.
“I can’t believe we just did that.” I groan.
He kisses me. “Go to sleep.”
As I leave, he slaps my ass. I shoot him a glaring look, but he slips into his room, closing the door behind him.
While I wait to fall asleep, I wish I was with Cooper. Knowing he’s in the room down the hall and not here with me drives me crazy. I feel needy, lonely.
The next morning, Cooper sends me knowing looks, taunting me about what we did last night. My face flushes pink every time we lock eyes.
It’s hard to keep it together throughout dinner, knowing we were doing something so hot and dirty outside my grandparent’s house. What if someone noticed what we were doing and came out to check on us? They could have caught us with our hands on one another’s cocks.
Still, it was one of the hottest moments of my life, and now I want more. I want everything this man is willing to give me. I want it all, every little thing. As long as it’s from him, with him, by him, I want it.
Cooper is my forever, now I just have to pray he feels the same way about me.
Because to me, this isn’t some crush, or some fling. I want him for life. Maybe that makes me crazy, maybe we’re going too fast, but I know what my heart wants and that’s him.
Chapter 19
Cooper
Everything in me is screaming, begging me to stop, to drop to the ground in defeat. I refuse to. The win is so close I can fucking taste it.
The scream of the crowd is a distant echo, their shouts of excitement and encouragement barely registering.
