Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
He grabs my hand and tugs me into him, putting us both under the water. His hands come up to my face, and with a soft smile, he wipes the wet tendrils of hair out of my eyes. “Baby girl, I want you so bad,” he says, his voice thick with emotion. “If you aren’t ready, you need to tell me now because having you in this shower, naked and wet… you’re making it hard as hell to control myself.”
I don’t respond. Instead, I squat down so that I’m face to face with his hard erection. Glancing up at him, I find his chest is rising and falling heavily, and his eyes are hooded over with lust. I love that I haven’t even touched him, yet he’s already completely turned on. He doesn’t say anything, so I take his dick in my hand and start stroking it from the root to tip. It’s thick with a few veins popping out as it points straight at me, only centimeters from my mouth. I can’t be this close to it and not taste it, so placing my hands on his thighs, I steady myself then take his full length into my mouth until it hits the back of my throat.
“Oh, fuck. Liz, that feels incredible,” he groans.
His words spur me on as I continue to lick and suck his dick like it’s a lollipop, before going deeper and taking more of him. I gaze upward and notice his back is against the wall and his fists are tightened at his sides. I don’t want him controlled, though. I want him to let go.
Steadying myself by putting my hands on his thighs, my head bobs up and down sucking his dick forcefully, swirling my tongue around the head every time my head comes up. This seems to do him in and, a few seconds later, his legs are trembling and he’s warning me that he’s about to come. I don’t stop, though. I want to taste him. I want him to come undone because of me.
If I’m honest with myself, remembering all those girls shouting his name at the UFC fight makes me feel like I need to remind him why he wants me and not them.
A few seconds later, his dick swells, and he lets out a loud grunt. Then he’s coming down my throat. I taste his seed on my tongue before it coats the back of my throat. I take it all, every drop, until his dick starts to go soft in my mouth. His lips lazily stretch into a smile as he looks at me with awe and maybe something else. Could it be love? No, he’s just received good head, that’s all it is. But I can’t deny that it makes me happy I’m the one to put that look on his face.
We finish showering and make our way back into the bedroom to get dressed in comfortable silence. Before I can grab my clothes from the luggage, Cooper pulls me against him, my back hitting his front. Every time he touches me, I swear my body comes alive.
I glance up and can see him in the dresser mirror staring at me with lust-filled eyes. Taking both my breasts in his hands, he begins to massage them. I should be embarrassed that we’re both watching him touch me like this, but I’m not. Instead, I simply feel wanted… and seriously turned on. I squeeze my thighs together, failing to quell the ache, needing more.
He continues to palm my breast with one hand, but moves the other straight down to the area between my legs. Thank God!
“Spread your legs, baby,” he murmurs, and I do. He separates my pussy lips with his two fingers and then push one deep inside me. Simultaneously, he leans down and starts planting kisses along my neck, trailing his way up to the sensitive spot below my ear. He moves his lips up to my ear and gently bites down on my lobe, causing my body to shudder and tighten from sensory overload.
“Oh my God, Cooper. Please.” I can see him through his reflection in the mirror, silently laughing at my neediness, but my body is wound too tight to focus on anything but him giving me an orgasm.
“Please what, baby girl? What do you need?”
“I need you. Now. More. Now.” I know I’m not making any sense, but surely, he gets the damn point. Of course, his ass laughs at my incoherence, but at least while he’s laughing, he obeys by sticking another digit into me. He stops palming my breast and instead begins to tweak the nipple between his fingers. My head goes back against his chest, my eyes closing, as the pleasure from his fingers and mouth shoot straight to my core causing me to moan embarrassingly loud.