Chasing Dreams
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Cooper wasn’t sure he’d be able to move. His cock was like an iron rod, painfully squeezed behind the zipper of his jeans. The discomfort probably the only thing keeping him from going off like a rocket.
The way Tessa had responded to his touch, completely uninhibited, was a hell of a lot hotter than he expected. This woman knew what she wanted when it came to pleasure. Knew how to take what she needed.
Honestly, he hadn’t expected that. In the short time he’d gotten to know her, Tessa seemed more than a little reserved, thwarting most of his attempts to get close to her. Clearly not the case, and it was another thing he found so damned appealing about her.
Having had his share of women over the years, never had he been with one who made him feel as though he were experiencing the same pleasure she was. Never had he realized that giving could be as appealing as receiving. Until now. Until her. Cooper wanted to make her come in a thousand different ways and he had no intention of slowing down now.
Pulling her down from the rail, he gave her a second to get her feet beneath her before he let her go. “Don’t move,” he ordered before turning to go inside.
With hurried movements, Cooper grabbed the sleeping bag and the single pillow he’d purchased earlier before returning to the back porch. To his relief, Tessa was still standing where he left her, her dress still bunched beneath her full, luscious breasts.
Spreading the sleeping bag out over the deck and tossing the pillow down, he beckoned Tessa over with a crook of his finger. The smile she dazzled him with had his jeans once more constricting as his dick pulsed.
“I thought you were willing to endure splinters in your ass?” she teased, her sultry laugh hanging on the warm breeze.
“We’re not at that point yet,” he told her as he eased her dress down her torso, then over her bottom before letting it slide down her legs to the floor. Her tiny white panties were the next to go.
Cooper went to his knees then helped her down until she was sitting in the center of the blanket. It took him a minute to free her feet from the sandals, but once he did, he took his time looking at her. Tessa was perfection. Her curly blonde hair wild around her face, golden skin glistening with perspiration. He continued looking his fill, letting his gaze travel over her breasts, admiring the dusky pink tips, still puckered, then over her gently rounded belly to the soft curls between her thighs.
“Why am I the only one not dressed?” she asked, drawing his eyes back up to hers.
“Because I’m not done with you yet. Trust me, we’ll get there. For now, I want to feast on your pretty pussy.” Cooper loved the way her green eyes darkened when he told her exactly what he wanted to do to her. He sensed she was turned on by the vulgar words, which only spurred him on further. “I want to slide my tongue deep inside of you until you’re screaming my name again.”
And heaven help him, when Tessa screamed his name as she came, he’d damn near fallen to his knees.
“What’re you waiting for, cowboy?”
Fuck.
Cooper didn’t need to be told twice. Easing her legs farther apart, he lowered himself to the floor, shouldering his way between her thighs, inhaling her sweet, musky scent. When she moved, he looked up the delectable curve of her body to see she was propping herself up on the pillow.
So she wanted to watch, did she?
Cooper took his time, running one finger through her wet folds, grazing her clit every so often before separating her swollen lips and baring her completely to his gaze. She was pink and wet and so damn perfect, his mouth watered with the need to taste her. Unwilling to rush, he used the tip of his tongue to glide down the outer portion of her labia, down, then up, stopping at the swollen bundle of nerves before flicking his tongue sharply.
“Oh, God!” Tessa’s scream split the air and a surge of satisfaction filled him.
Sucking her clit into his mouth, he teased her gently before releasing her, sliding his tongue lower until he reached her entrance. One hard thrust of his tongue had her hips bucking beneath him. He reached up, gripped her hip bones and held her in place as he began fucking her with his tongue. He increased the pressure, alternating between relentlessly flicking her clit, then returning to bury his tongue in her sweet, warm pussy.
He wanted to slide his cock inside of her. Wanted to feel her heat envelop him. It wouldn’t take much before she pulled his release from him, but he wasn’t willing to end it just yet. Although, Cooper was pretty damned sure he wasn’t stopping at only one time. Not tonight anyway.
“I need to feel you inside me,” Tessa begged. “Please, Cooper. I want to feel you.”
He couldn’t resist the thought of her wrapped around him, but he wasn’t willing to let her have a break.
Pushing himself up onto his knees, Cooper met her gaze. “Play with yourself,” he ordered. “I want to see how you use your fingers to fuck yourself.”
Tessa didn’t hesitate and once again, Cooper was desperately trying to muster up enough control to hold out just a little while longer. Pushing to his feet, he kept his gaze locked between her thighs, watching her fingers as she slowly slid one deep into her pussy, her moans filling the night and making his dick throb.
“You’re so pretty, Tessa,” he groaned, his body hard and his brain fuzzy. He knew he was standing for a reason, but it took him a few seconds to remember he was supposed to be getting naked.
Time stood still as he managed to remove his clothes in record time, barely remembering to grab the condom out of his pocket. Rather than move closer, he rolled the condom on, then began stroking his cock, his gaze roaming back to her face. The way she watched him made him want to move faster, to give in to the release that was beckoning.
What he wouldn’t give to feel her mouth wrapped around his cock. Her sweet, soft tongue teasing him. A tortured groan escaped, and he noticed Tessa smile. She was an angel with a devilishly naughty side. He liked that. Really liked that.
He nearly fell to his knees when she crooked her finger, inviting him closer while her other hand continued to thrust slowly, sinfully.
She was going to be the death of him.
Lowering himself to his knees once again, Cooper leaned over her, propping himself on his forearms, purposely leaving space between their bodies. Tessa pulled her arm up from between her legs, her eyes darting down to his mouth. When she teased his bottom lip with her finger, the same one she’d been fucking herself with, he slowly sucked it into his mouth.
Cooper wasn’t sure he’d be able to move. His cock was like an iron rod, painfully squeezed behind the zipper of his jeans. The discomfort probably the only thing keeping him from going off like a rocket.
The way Tessa had responded to his touch, completely uninhibited, was a hell of a lot hotter than he expected. This woman knew what she wanted when it came to pleasure. Knew how to take what she needed.
Honestly, he hadn’t expected that. In the short time he’d gotten to know her, Tessa seemed more than a little reserved, thwarting most of his attempts to get close to her. Clearly not the case, and it was another thing he found so damned appealing about her.
Having had his share of women over the years, never had he been with one who made him feel as though he were experiencing the same pleasure she was. Never had he realized that giving could be as appealing as receiving. Until now. Until her. Cooper wanted to make her come in a thousand different ways and he had no intention of slowing down now.
Pulling her down from the rail, he gave her a second to get her feet beneath her before he let her go. “Don’t move,” he ordered before turning to go inside.
With hurried movements, Cooper grabbed the sleeping bag and the single pillow he’d purchased earlier before returning to the back porch. To his relief, Tessa was still standing where he left her, her dress still bunched beneath her full, luscious breasts.
Spreading the sleeping bag out over the deck and tossing the pillow down, he beckoned Tessa over with a crook of his finger. The smile she dazzled him with had his jeans once more constricting as his dick pulsed.
“I thought you were willing to endure splinters in your ass?” she teased, her sultry laugh hanging on the warm breeze.
“We’re not at that point yet,” he told her as he eased her dress down her torso, then over her bottom before letting it slide down her legs to the floor. Her tiny white panties were the next to go.
Cooper went to his knees then helped her down until she was sitting in the center of the blanket. It took him a minute to free her feet from the sandals, but once he did, he took his time looking at her. Tessa was perfection. Her curly blonde hair wild around her face, golden skin glistening with perspiration. He continued looking his fill, letting his gaze travel over her breasts, admiring the dusky pink tips, still puckered, then over her gently rounded belly to the soft curls between her thighs.
“Why am I the only one not dressed?” she asked, drawing his eyes back up to hers.
“Because I’m not done with you yet. Trust me, we’ll get there. For now, I want to feast on your pretty pussy.” Cooper loved the way her green eyes darkened when he told her exactly what he wanted to do to her. He sensed she was turned on by the vulgar words, which only spurred him on further. “I want to slide my tongue deep inside of you until you’re screaming my name again.”
And heaven help him, when Tessa screamed his name as she came, he’d damn near fallen to his knees.
“What’re you waiting for, cowboy?”
Fuck.
Cooper didn’t need to be told twice. Easing her legs farther apart, he lowered himself to the floor, shouldering his way between her thighs, inhaling her sweet, musky scent. When she moved, he looked up the delectable curve of her body to see she was propping herself up on the pillow.
So she wanted to watch, did she?
Cooper took his time, running one finger through her wet folds, grazing her clit every so often before separating her swollen lips and baring her completely to his gaze. She was pink and wet and so damn perfect, his mouth watered with the need to taste her. Unwilling to rush, he used the tip of his tongue to glide down the outer portion of her labia, down, then up, stopping at the swollen bundle of nerves before flicking his tongue sharply.
“Oh, God!” Tessa’s scream split the air and a surge of satisfaction filled him.
Sucking her clit into his mouth, he teased her gently before releasing her, sliding his tongue lower until he reached her entrance. One hard thrust of his tongue had her hips bucking beneath him. He reached up, gripped her hip bones and held her in place as he began fucking her with his tongue. He increased the pressure, alternating between relentlessly flicking her clit, then returning to bury his tongue in her sweet, warm pussy.
He wanted to slide his cock inside of her. Wanted to feel her heat envelop him. It wouldn’t take much before she pulled his release from him, but he wasn’t willing to end it just yet. Although, Cooper was pretty damned sure he wasn’t stopping at only one time. Not tonight anyway.
“I need to feel you inside me,” Tessa begged. “Please, Cooper. I want to feel you.”
He couldn’t resist the thought of her wrapped around him, but he wasn’t willing to let her have a break.
Pushing himself up onto his knees, Cooper met her gaze. “Play with yourself,” he ordered. “I want to see how you use your fingers to fuck yourself.”
Tessa didn’t hesitate and once again, Cooper was desperately trying to muster up enough control to hold out just a little while longer. Pushing to his feet, he kept his gaze locked between her thighs, watching her fingers as she slowly slid one deep into her pussy, her moans filling the night and making his dick throb.
“You’re so pretty, Tessa,” he groaned, his body hard and his brain fuzzy. He knew he was standing for a reason, but it took him a few seconds to remember he was supposed to be getting naked.
Time stood still as he managed to remove his clothes in record time, barely remembering to grab the condom out of his pocket. Rather than move closer, he rolled the condom on, then began stroking his cock, his gaze roaming back to her face. The way she watched him made him want to move faster, to give in to the release that was beckoning.
What he wouldn’t give to feel her mouth wrapped around his cock. Her sweet, soft tongue teasing him. A tortured groan escaped, and he noticed Tessa smile. She was an angel with a devilishly naughty side. He liked that. Really liked that.
He nearly fell to his knees when she crooked her finger, inviting him closer while her other hand continued to thrust slowly, sinfully.
She was going to be the death of him.
Lowering himself to his knees once again, Cooper leaned over her, propping himself on his forearms, purposely leaving space between their bodies. Tessa pulled her arm up from between her legs, her eyes darting down to his mouth. When she teased his bottom lip with her finger, the same one she’d been fucking herself with, he slowly sucked it into his mouth.
