“Yeah,” he said, voice rough. “‘f you want.”
“I want,” I murmured, bumping our noses together as I gave him a gentle squeeze. He made another delicious sound, one I’d be replaying in fantasies for months to come, hips jerking into my touch.
I chuckled as I caught his lips for another kiss, stroking his length through his underwear with the heel of my palm, mapping out the shape. Definitely in proportion,definitelybigger than Piotr had been. Good. It was about time I got to find out what a really big dick felt like. I’d earned it.
Cooper rocked into my hand as I worked him, pinning me harder to the wall. My own cock throbbed in time with my heartbeat, with Cooper’s hips, a rhythm starting to build between us.
“Felix,” he breathed against my mouth, forehead pressed to mine. If a handjob through his underwear didthisto him, I wanted to take him apart piece by piece and have him begging.
I’d never had that before, but the thought lit a fire in the pit of my stomach, a wave of heat rushing through me. I wanted it more than anything, and I was going to get it.
“Ask nicely,” I said, moving my fingers to the waistband of his underwear, teasing. Stroking the sensitive skin of his belly, toying with the hairs of that tempting treasure trail I couldn’t stop thinking about.
“Please,” Cooper said, breathless. “Fuck,please.”
I tightened my grip on his hair to drag him in for another kiss as I slipped my hand into his underwear. We moaned together as I curled my fingers around his bare length, a smear of precome spreading over my palm as I slid it down. Eager. God, he waseagerfor me.
When had I last had that? I couldn’t remember.
Cooperwasbig, hot and thick and hard in my hand,perfect. I gave him a couple of dry strokes, then grinned against his lips as he whimpered when I took my hand away.
His mouth hung open as I licked a broad stripe up my palm, tasting the salt tang of precome mixed with my own skin. I held his gaze as I slipped my hand back into his underwear and watched his eyelids flutter closed as I gripped him again, a surgeof heat rising up in my stomach as he bit his lip, holding still and letting me touch him exactly as I wanted.
Oh yeah. This? This feltgood.
“Like that?” I asked, my own voice cracking around the edges.
Cooper nodded, still biting his lip, looking at me under lowered lashes.Fuck.
“Take me to the couch,” I murmured, slowing my strokes to get his attention. “I want you on top of me.”
Cooper’s eyes flew open, staring for a heartbeat before he hefted my weight—again, like it was nothing—and carried me over to the sagging, floral couch that’d come with the apartment. It creaked under us, but held as he laid me down along the length of it and climbed tentatively on top of me.
I grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him on top of me, getting my thighs around his waist again. The injured one twinged, a shot of pain that traveled all the way up to my lower back, but I couldn’t bring myself to care about that right now.
“Okay?” Cooper asked.
“Fine,” I said, breathless.
It was close enough to true. Cooper’s weight on top of me was everything I’d dreamed of, solid and warm, holding me in place so I could only wriggle under him. He felt so fucking good between my thighs as I squeezed his waist, big and broad andsatisfying.
A little pain was worth it for this. I’d had a lot worse for things I’d enjoyed a lot less.
I got my hand on him again to stop any other questions, surging up to nip at the lower lip he’d been biting earlier. Cooper melted against me, pushing me into the ancient couch cushions just like I wanted.
“So good,” I murmured against his lips, working my other hand between us to get mywaytoo tight jeans open. I swore under my breath the moment I was free hips jerking toward Cooper’s warmth.
“Yeah?” Coop asked. “Because I feel like I’m not?—”
“Let me,” I said. “You made dinner.”
Coop snorted, pulling back to look at me for a heartbeat. His eyes glinted in the dark of the apartment—one of us had managed to smack a lamp switch, but it was over by the door and not all that bright. Just enough to save us tripping over the coffee table on our way to the couch.
All the same, I could see so much in those eyes. Warmth, earnestness, even the hint of a smile I couldn’t quite make out on the rest of his features.
An answering one spread over my face. I smiled so much around Cooper. It was so natural I hadn’t realized until now.
My heart did a complicated little fouetté. I kissed him again to calm it down, shoving my underwear out of the way at the same time. We both gasped as my cock grazed his for the first time, a crackle of static passing between us.
