The One Real Thing
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I lowered my head and Cooper groaned before I even touched him. When I wrapped my mouth around him, the muscles in his abs contracted and his hips flexed against me. “Jessica,” he huffed out, as his fingers threaded through my hair. “Fuck, Jess.”
I licked along the underside of his cock first, teasing him for only a few seconds before I began to suck, tasting the salty heat of him. At the same time as I moved my mouth, I pumped the root with my hand.
His pants of excitement filled my ears, making my nipples pebble with desire. I grew slicker, my hips moving of their own accord with need, as I turned relentless in my urge to pleasure Cooper.
I looked up at his face from under my lashes, loving the worshipful look in his low-lidded eyes. The color was high on his cheeks and his chest rose and fell in shallow breaths as I chased his orgasm for him. I slid my free hand up over his lower abs, feeling the sheen of sweat on his skin.
I groaned and he squeezed his eyes shut, his teeth gritted together as he choked out my name.
“I’m coming,” he warned, but instead of jerking back like I usually did I stayed put, hungry for everything from him.
I sucked him through his climax, something I’d never done before, and he shuddered in aftershocks for a while.
When I felt him relax under me, felt his cock soften, I pulled back to stare at him.
He stared back at me in wonder.
Feeling smug, I hopped off the bed, putting a little more swing in my naked hips as I strolled into the bathroom.
Freshened up, I returned a minute later. Cooper watched me, like a hunter, as I sauntered back out, his eyes dropping to my breasts as they bounced with my movement.
Mine dropped to his dick, excited and impressed as the blood began to surge back into it.
Smiling, I crawled onto the bed and back up his body.
He moved, quick like lightning, and I let out a yelp of laughter and surprise as he flipped me on my back. My laughter was swallowed up in his deep kiss and I wrapped myself around him. There was no high like the high of knowing the guy you loved wanted you with a ferocity that showed no sign of dying.
Cooper broke the kiss to put his lips all over me again, loving my breasts, my stomach; and where his mouth went, his hands followed, squeezing my breasts gently before skimming down to my waist. He rested on his knees and I gazed down at him, breathless with anticipation.
I cried out, feeling sensitive when his thumb pressed down on my clit.
And then he pushed two fingers inside me and I arched my back, spreading my legs to take him deeper.
He was in the mood to tease, torment, but I was so turned on from sucking him off that my patience was nearing its limit.
“Jess,” he groaned, thrusting his fingers in and out of me. “You’re soaked.”
“I like you in my mouth,” I groaned.
“Heaven,” he said, his eyes dark. “Fucking heaven sent.”
I bit my lip at his sweet words, trying to suppress my smile and failing. “Coop . . . come inside me. Please.”
He could never resist my “please.”
He gently eased his fingers out of me and then coasted both hands up my body as he moved upward.
“Now.” I tilted my hips against him.
Cooper narrowed his sensual gaze, and excitement volleyed through me as he roughly pushed my legs farther apart and then slammed inside of me.
My back bowed as I cried out in pleasured relief. I loved the swelling, overwhelming thickness of him inside of me. When we were like this, nothing else existed.
To my surprise, since I’d assumed he was going to take me hard and fast, Cooper dragged almost all the way out of me in a slow, torturous stroke, before pressing back in, in an equally torturously slow thrust.
My eyes were locked on his face, mesmerized by his expression, by the mixture of primal sexuality and love in his eyes. Every muscle in his body was locked, tensed, as he strained to love me gently, slowly, tenderly.
His eyes moved over me, watching my lips shape his name, watching my breasts quiver against his thrusts, and I saw his control begin to wane.
“Jess, fuck, I love you,” he choked out as if he was in pain.
“I love you, too. I love you more than anyone,” I told him, needing him to know he wasn’t alone in this. Not ever.
My words snapped what little control he was holding on to and suddenly he was pushing harder, moving faster, deeper inside of me. “Come for me, Jess,” he commanded, his voice guttural. “Give me everything.”
“I am. I will,” I promised, pumping my hips into his strokes. “Always.”
His lips parted and he faltered for a second. “Jess,” he choked out on a harsh pant and I felt his cock throb hard inside me before his release triggered my own.
My inner muscles pulsed around his throbbing, straining cock and we shuddered together in climax.
Cooper collapsed against me and I somehow managed to find the strength to wrap my arms around him.
I felt his awe without him having to say a word because I was feeling the same awe.
We’d never climaxed together like that before.
In fact, I’d never experienced anything like that before.
“Wow,” I finally whispered.
His body shook against mine, his cock twitching inside me, and warmth suffused me at the feel of his amusement all around me. Cooper lifted his head, his eyes smiling into mine. “Understatement, Jess.” He murmured against my mouth. “Wow is an understatement.”
I laughed, the sound joining his laughter.
And that was how we began our new life together.