We stared at each other and smiled, hands clasped as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
Later, we fumbled in my dimly lit room, removing clothing and sighing with pleasure at the first brush of skin. We took our time, touching, kissing, sucking, stroking. I slid between Cooper’s legs and took him in my mouth, swallowing his length like a porn star…only gagging once. I jacked his cock and grinned up at him, soaking in the sweetness of his affectionate gaze.
Christ, I couldn’t remember sex ever feeling so carefree and easy. I was comfortable with him in ways that were impossible with a woman. Sure, we both had dicks and that probably had something to do with it, or maybe it was all Cooper. The rugged lumberjack with a quiet, commanding presence was a force unto himself, and I wanted to be wherever he was in any way he’d let me.
I tongued his balls, flattened my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip. He moaned, grabbing my hair, wordlessly asking for more. I would have let him fuck my face…no problem. But I was hoping for something else.
I stroked him lazily. “Can I fuck you? I’ll go slow. I can make it good for you. If you’ll let me.”
Cooper tugged at my hair and bent to lower his mouth to mine. “Yes.”
I kissed him again as I reached for supplies. “Stay just like that. I want to see you.”
He gestured for the lube. “It’s been a while. We’re gonna need a lot of that stuff.”
“I got half a bottle, and I’m not afraid to use it,” I joked in a shaky tone. “But, um…let me get a towel.”
“Good thinking.”
I was gone for less than a minute and returned to find Cooper with his thighs spread, fingering his ass. “Hey, that’s my job.”
He chuckled as I swatted him away and took over, filling him with two fingers, three. Fuck, it was a sexy show. Cooper’s big body opening for me, his eyes at half-mast, his hand wrapped around his cock.
“I’m ready,” he grunted. “Just…”
“I know.” I withdrew and scrambled to find the condom I’d dropped on the mattress. I tore the foil and rolled it on, adding even more lube. “You know how you’re always telling me to relax? It’s your turn, baby. This python isn’t gonna fit if you don’t loosen up for me.”
Cooper snickered. “Python? I’m fucking an overgrown manchild.”
“Technically, I’m doing the fucking,” I countered, tapping my cock at his entrance.
“Then get on with it, Anderson. Let me feel that big dick of yours.”
Jesus. No pressure.
I licked my bottom lip and pushed—and oh, my freaking God, I was never gonna be the same again.
He was so tight, so hot, so hard. I glanced at our joined bodies in awe. Cooper was big and hairy and undeniably masculine. It felt so natural to let him take control. It was what he did best. He was the boss, the dad, the guy who’d know what to do in any crisis. Yet he was giving me this…honor, privilege. It was proof of trust, and damn, I wasn’t going to let him down.
I moved by inches, so slow that my arms trembled with the effort not to collapse. “Is this okay?”
“Yeah, but…”
I rolled my hips experimentally, loving his hiss of pleasure. “What? Say it.”
Cooper gave a strangled laugh. “Fuck me, Silas. Let’s see what that python of yours can do.”
I rocked back and forth, eliciting another moan. “Tsk, tsk.Taunting the quarterback.”
“What are you gonna do? Call foul for unsportsmanlike conduct?”
I rested my forehead on his and chuckled. “Cool it, asshole. This is a serious moment for me. I’ve never done this and this is…you. I want it to be good.”
Cooper cupped my neck and kissed my brow tenderly…so tenderly. “It’s already amazing. C’mon, baby…fuck me.”
And I did.
I started slowly, for my sake as much as his. The last thing I wanted was to be a two-pump chump. I pulled almost all the way out and languidly surged forward a couple of times. But when Cooper grabbed my ass and hiked his legs around me, I took the hint and upped the pace.
