I didn’t realize until he hitched up my sweater, rough fingers catching on sensitive skin, that I was still—except for my shoes—fully dressed. I’d been so caught up in gettinghimnaked that I’d forgotten I had clothes I could take off, too.
“Can I?” Cooper asked, toying with the hem of my sweater.
I nodded eagerly, swallowing to wet my mouth, suddenly unable to speak. Safe as he felt, there was something so overwhelming about Cooper. Not his size, not really, but how comforting he was, like being draped in a huge, heavy blanket. That complete, enveloping comfort made it so easy to relax that it was hard to do anything else.
Thankfully, he took my nod as all the permission he needed to push my sweater up until it caught under my armpits, dry fingertips leaving trails of goosebumps over my skin wherever he touched. I forced myself to sit up just enough to let him peel the sweater off me, regretting even the heartbeat of lost contact.
This time, Cooper took the initiative to kiss me, the warmth of his body so much more intense now that we were almost skin-to-skin, close enough that the hair on his chest brushed against me.I ran my fingers through it, smiling into his mouth as the curls caught on them.
“You’re into that,” Cooper murmured, clearly surprised.
“Ballet dancers wax,” I said. “So this is very exciting for me.”
Cooper chuckled, pressing a kiss to my jaw, nuzzling my neck. I arched under him as he worked his way down, licking my collarbone, pausing to suck on one nipple and circle the other with his thumb until I whimpered pathetically, hips rocking against nothing but air as he sent pulse after pulse of need south.
I’d never been treated like this before. Like there was some point in turning me on.
Cooper was amazing.
He made a pleased little sound as he reached the waistband of my jeans, kissing along the few sparse hairs of my treasure trail that led down into it. “I see this is working for you.”
He nodded to the obvious bulge in my jeans where my cock was hard, leaking, and trapped in them.
What Imeantto say was, “It is, please keep going, I might die if you don’t,” but what came out was a jumble of sounds that didn’t quite make words. Cooper grinned at me anyway, his warm eyes gleaming as they met mine.
He held my gaze as he flicked open the button of my jeans, letting me squirm for a couple of heartbeats before pulling the zipper down. I sighed with relief as the pressure eased off my cock, reaching down to toy with his hair, tugging on one of the springy curls.
“Hmm,” Cooper hummed as he looked down at me, tongue just barely darting out between his lips to wet them. My breath hitched and my hips twitched as he ran the pad of his thumb along the underside of my cock—even through the fabric of my underwear, I could feel the callus at the edge catching on delicate skin. I shivered involuntarily, need and want rippling down to the marrow of my bones.
Cooper glanced at me, his smile taking on a wicked edge. “Definitelyworking for you,” he said, tucking his thumb into my waistband and using it to tug my underwear down and out of the way, freeing me completely.
“Definitely,” I managed, suddenly out of breath.
I caught a flash of a rare smirk on Cooper’s face before he bent down and licked a greedy stripe along the length of my cock. My fingers tightened in his hair as I gasped, back arching as though I’d been shocked.
Ihad, more or less. I wasn’t uses to this atall.
Cooper chuckled and did it again, and then again, not giving me time to think or adjust orbreathebetween strokes of his tongue, my toes curling as he nuzzled his way down to press a kiss at the base before licking another stripe.
“Fuck,” I choked out. I couldn’t stop myself from rocking my hips as heat rushed to my face, up the back of my neck and all the way to the tips of my ears. This was too much, but I didn’t want it to stop.
Cooper hummed again, pressing a kiss to the jut of my hip, his stubble scratching so perfectly at my oversensitive skin that I probably could have come from that sensation alone.
A shout escaped me as Cooper’s mouth closed around the head of my cock unexpectedly, all wet heat and soft tongue, swirling around, dipping into my slit, that perfect mouth taking me deeper until I nudged the back of his palate, then easing off, then back again.
My bones melted. All I could do was cling to his shoulder as he licked and sucked and held me in his mouth.
“Fuck, fuck,” I panted, head spinning with the pounding of my heartbeat.
Cooper’s laughter vibrated around me, making it all so much worse—better?More. It was somuch.
He tugged my jeans down while I was distracted, lifting my hips without my cooperation, hands gentle as he pulled them down my thighs and off, tossing them aside without even looking where they went. He could’ve thrown them out the window for all I cared right now.
I sobbed as he pulled back, licking me again, gaze flicking up to meet mine. His eyes were dark and glazed, likehewas getting off on this. The thought of that was so hot all I could do was stare at him, panting for breath.
“Hi,” Cooper said, licking his lips.
“Hi,” I choked out, half-laughing. It was soeasyto be with him. Right when things might’ve gotten too intense, here he was, pulling me back.
