Page 17 of Cooper’s Passion

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The picture before him was perfect. Anita was handcuffed to the headboard of the bed, her arms stretched out above her head, her blonde hair fanned out around her flushed face. Her blue eyes sparkled, and he noticed two conflicting expressions in them: desire and fear. He would rob her of the latter, because he had no intention of hurting her. All he wanted was to find pleasure with her and give her the same in return.

Her breasts lay in front of him like a sumptuous buffet, the ample swells topped with hard little buds that confirmed that she was aroused. But it wasn’t the only sign that she wanted him to make love to her. Her pussy was weeping for him already, he could smell it, and he hadn’t even touched her yet. But he would rectify that oversight quickly.

Cooper hooked his thumbs into Anita’s panties and pulled them down her legs until he could free her from them completely. Then he brushed his hands up her calves, over her knees to her thighs, applying just a small amount of pressure, until Anita let her legs fall open, giving him an unobstructed view of her pussy. The blonde curls guarding her center of pleasure were damp from her juices, and the scent of it now wafted to him more freely.

Inside him, he felt the vampire awaken, eager to taste the delectable woman who lay on the sheets like an offering. But the vampire would have to wait. Cooper slipped into the space between her legs and dipped his head to the apex of her thighs.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, connecting with her gaze for a brief moment, before he pressed his face to her pussy and inhaled the aroma of her arousal. He pushed her thighs farther apart, making her set her feet flat on the bed, thus exposing more of her pink flesh. Unable to wait another second, he licked over her drenched folds and began to explore her.

Beneath him, he felt Anita relax. Her body began to move in synch with his, and soft sighs and moans rolled over her lips. He licked along her slit, then stroked upwards to give the same attention to her clit, bathing it in the juices he’d collected with his tongue. Anita undulated her hips, silently asking for more pressure, and he complied and caressed the small organ with more fervor, applying a faster tempo.

“Oh, yes, please,” she begged, twisting beneath him.

He lifted his head for a brief second to look at her face, and saw perspiration collect on her chest. Anita looked at him, her eyelids at half-mast. It was the picture of a woman in the throes of passion. The sight made his cock even harder, and all he could do was rub it against the sheets in an attempt to alleviate his need.

“Tell me what you need,” he demanded, knowing that every woman’s body was different.

She lifted her head off the pillow. “Are you for real?”

“I wanna make you come. Tell me what you like.”

“You’re already doing it.” She dropped her head back in the pillow.

Cooper licked over her clit again and again, then used his fingers to spread her folds farther apart, exposing her center of pleasure fully. With quick flicks of his tongue, he caressed her flesh, wringing more and more moans from her lips.

“Cooper, yes, yes, please, almost… almost.”

He sucked her clit into his mouth and pressed his lips together. Suddenly, her body spasmed. He drove his middle finger into her tight channel. Her interior muscles squeezed him, spasming around his digit as the waves of her orgasm charged through her body.

He gave her the time she needed until the waves subsided, before he withdrew his finger and lifted his head from her pussy. Anita lay there, eyes closed, breathing hard. He scooted up sufficiently to reach her breasts and captured one hard nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it and heard Anita moan softly. He did the same with the other breast, before he lifted himself off her and got off the bed. He found the spot where he’d dropped his pants and reached into the front pocket.

“Are you leaving?”

Cooper turned back to her and showed her what he’d retrieved. “Just getting a condom.”

“Oh. That’s not gonna work.”

Surprised, he froze in place. Had she changed her mind about wanting to sleep with him? Before he even knew how to react, she added, “I have a latex allergy.”

He looked at the condom. It was a latex condom, like most of them were. “Sorry. I can run down to the drug store. There’s a 24-hour-pharmacy not too far from here. I’m sure they have latex-free condoms.”

She shook her head. “Don’t. I’m on the pill.”

Cooper tossed the condom on the nightstand and bent over Anita. “Are you sure? I don’t mind getting some if that’s what you need.”

“All I need right now is your cock inside me.”

He smirked. “That can be arranged.” Then he looked at the handcuffs. “But without the cuffs. As much as I love to have you at my mercy, I want to feel your hands on me.”

“I’d like that.”

Moments later, Cooper retrieved the key from Anita’s handbag and uncuffed her. Anita sat up and pulled him down until he lay with his back on the mattress.

“Now I’ll be in charge,” she announced and swung herself over him like a rider would mount a horse.

Cooper put his hands on her hips and grinned up at her. “I love a woman who likes to take the reins. I’m game.” Then he gave her a gentle slap on her backside.