Meagan (I Dare You Book 3) (9 page)

Meagan rubbed against him, his confession her undoing. “Oh yeah, what do you have in mind?”

“This.” He bent over to capture her lips. His tongue snaked out to trace her lips, and his teeth nipped and sucked on her bottom lip before he pulled back again. “Will you let me make love to you, Meagan?”

“Yes.” She whimpered. “God, yes…”

“That’s my girl.” Coop wasted no time in finishing what they started. Enough was enough. His hands reached for the bottom of his shirt to pull it off of her and his mouth sought hers again. Their tongues met, and he made love to her mouth over and over again. He tugged the shirt up and tangled it around her hands to bind them. She let out a frustrated huff.

He took a step back to get a good look at her. She was completely bare to his hungry gaze except for a tiny black thong, and she could see how achingly hard he was through his jeans. “Leave the shirt.” He whistled. “My fantasies didn’t do you justice, sweetheart.”

“Thank you. Now what about you?” Meagan thrust her body toward him since he still held her bound hands above her. “I’d like to see if my fantasies are anything like the reality.”

“All right, but in the meantime I don’t want you to move. You’re a vision just the way you are, bound and waiting for me to love you.”

“I can follow those rules for now, but later you have to promise me that I can touch all I want.” She eyed his body like she craved sustenance and licked her lips.

“Deal. My body is all yours for however long you’d like it, Meagan. All I’m asking is that you let me love you first.”

“I can handle that.” She nodded in agreement. “Now strip. Let me see you.”

Without a word, he fisted his shirt above his head and threw it behind him. Next the jeans came off and so on until he stood in nothing but his socks and boxer briefs. His muscles flexed as he bent over to bare his feet. First one and then the other sock joined the pile he threw behind him.

“Amazing.” She licked her lips again at the sight of him. A cut chest met defined six-pack abs that flexed as he moved. His arousal looked long and thick behind his underwear. The tip of it slipped out from the elastic band, and she wanted them off, too. “What about your boxers?”

“Not yet.” He shook his head and smiled. “If I take these off now, there’ll be no going slow.”

He joined her once more and closed any distance they had between them. Lyric’s kiss started at her forehead, then his lips moved down to kiss each eyelid, and then her cheeks, chin, and mouth once more. She moaned and rubbed her mound against him in excitement.

“I love how responsive you are. Now, let’s see what kind of reaction I get as I move lower.”

Her breasts fit perfectly in his palms as he cupped them, each nipple turning hard against his touch. He then lowered his mouth to suck each one and took his time while she writhed with need for him. “Please, Lyric,” she said in a faint whisper.

“Say it again,” he requested.

“What?”

“My name. I want to hear you say it again. You’ve only ever called me by my nickname, and I love the way it sounded.”

“Lyric,” she said, a little louder this time. “I call you Coop when we’re around everyone else because I thought you preferred it, and it’s a great nickname. But the truth is I love your real name, and what we’re sharing now feels too intimate to be screaming out for Coop. You’re Lyric the lead singer, Coop the great guy everyone loves, and Lyric Cooper, businessman. But you’re also all of them combined. I want you, Lyric Cooper, the man. Every single part you’re willing to share with me for as long as you want me.”

“Then plan on sticking around for a while.” She was pleasantly shocked when he dropped to his knees. “I love you, Meagan.” But before she could respond, his lips pressed against her stomach, and his tongue snaked out to taste her there. She lost all sense of coherent thought right then and enjoyed the new sensations he was creating inside of her. Moisture pooled in between her thighs as the excitement built, and she moaned again.

“Dear God.”
I love you, too!

She shifted her hips to help him discard the lacy scrap in the way and held him close as soon as his soft lips met her smoothly shaved pussy. “Yes, Lyric…” She shuddered and leaned her head back while he worked his magic.

His tongue slid through her wet folds, licking, flicking, and fucking her opening in earnest. He dominated her pussy, knowing which triggers worked to bring her to the edge only to back off a little to prolong her excitement and back again, until she was a whimpering mess of need and begging him for completion. “Please…” She shuddered again. “Oh God, yes, yes…”

His tongue slid through her slick heat again, and he concentrated on her sensitive clit to bring her over. He circled it and licked back and forth until she finally got there and screamed his name again. He sucked it between his lips with just the right amount of pressure at the same time two fingers entered her. She rode his hand while her pussy pulsed. Meagan fell back as he drank her juices. She was completely spent, and he stood to carry her.

“That was amazing.”

“You taste amazing.” Coop smiled and looked proud. “And now that I’ve made love to you with my mouth and fingers, I think it’s time I properly introduced you to another part of my body.” He winked and placed her on the bed.

She rose on her elbows to get a better look at him while he removed his underwear, and she bit her lip to keep from drooling. He quickly joined her on the bed, and his long, thick cock rested against his stomach. She gripped it firmly and stroked from the base to his tip. It was smooth and soft, warm and hard under her touch.

A long, drawn-out moan escaped him as her tongue moved around his sensitive head before she took him fully as far back as she could over and over again. She enjoyed his taste and every reaction. His hips flexed and hands fisted inside her hair to try to hold her still. “Oh God, Meagan, please just give me a minute.” He gave her hair a small tug, pulled out of her mouth, and laid back to try and compose himself. “This will be over before it starts if you continue, honey.”

She nodded in understanding and wanted nothing more than to oblige him another way—she was almost desperate to do so. “Where are your condoms?”

“In the bathroom. Medicine cabinet.”

“Good. I’ll be right back.” Meagan dashed off the bed to grab the box and returned a minute later with a pack of XL ribbed condoms.

He watched her climb on top of him and straddle his legs while she took one out of its wrapper to put on him. It didn’t take but a moment before her pussy met his cock and she was slowly sinking down on him. “It feels too good to go fast. Give me a minute.”

“Take your time. God, Meagan you’re so tight.”

Her hips rotated, and she took him fully to the root. She moved up until he was almost out of her and then plunged down again, over and over. He met her thrust for thrust and picked up the speed. It was so good. Her breasts bounced, hips rotated, and their moans filled his bedroom.

“I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hold on.” He hissed. “I’ll make it up to you later, I swear it.” Coop reached between them to circle her clit. “Come with me, Meagan. Let me see you erupt one more time.”

“I’m coming, Lyric, oh God, baby…” Her cunt pulsed around him. Wave after wave rippled against his cock, and that combined with the look of ecstasy etched on her face was apparently all it took. He exploded with a scream of his own and held her still as his seed filled the condom inside of her.

They were a tangle of limbs as they cuddled afterward to catch their breath. It shocked her when he disentangled himself and made to get up all of a sudden. “What’s the matter?”

“Absolutely nothing. I’ll be right back.” Bare-assed and without a care in the world, he ran into the other room and came back with a piece of paper and his guitar. “You once told me this incredible story about your cousin and how he impressed Heidi the night he sang to her. The look in your eye as you told me about them told me that you enjoyed the sentiment, and I wanted to do something special for you. From the moment I saw you, I knew I wanted you, Meagan. You’ve brought me joy, given me friendship, and you’re an inspiration to my muse. I wrote a new song, and I’d like to play it for you but please keep in mind this is a work in progress for your ears only.”

She was speechless when Coop sat on the edge of the bed in front of her and positioned his guitar. Meagan sat up, already teary-eyed, and held the sheet up to her chest to keep from reaching out. Nobody had ever made her feel so special, and she wanted to hear his song very badly.

His voice filled the room, a personal serenade of feelings she completely understood, and the sentiment made her heart swell with even more love for the man.

“It was pure hell,

I know the feeling.

Thought you were loved,

But it wasn’t what you should have been feeling.

Lost and alone,

But no more.

I’m here now to show you, you deserve more.

I’m your spice,

The new one in your life.

So say goodbye and leave that deadbeat at the door.

I’m here now so don’t waste another day,

I’ll show you love and take away the pain.

My heart will make sure it’s right,

With you by my side.

You can stop, you don’t have to hide,

And I’ll keep your love alive.

I am yours to do what you will.

Because I am your spice,

The new one in your life.

Your hurt will be nothing but a faded memory.

Bringing you to new heights,

You’ll be the new one in my life.

I’m here now so don’t waste another day,

I’ll show you love and take away the pain…”

“Don’t cry.” Coop placed the guitar to his side and then wrapped his arms around her. He rubbed her back. “Are you okay?”

“Yes.” Meagan laughed through her tears. “I love you, Lyric, and in this moment I feel like the luckiest woman alive. The song was so beautiful. Thank you.”

“No, Meagan, I’m the lucky one.” He gently laid her down and wiped the tears from her face. “So you love me too, huh?” He smiled.

“With all of my heart,” she said, caressing the side of his face. “The only thing that would make this moment more perfect is if you’d make love to me again.”

“I thought you’d never ask,” he teased, and climbed on top to enter her again. He pumped in and out of her slowly to savor the moment, and he smiled wider. “You just told me you loved me, and for that alone, I’m the luckiest man alive.”

“Yeah, but you love me, too.”

“I do,” he whispered. “So tell me, Meagan, is this how you pictured it when you thought about your own happy ending? I’m trying to take away the bad memories and give you as many good ones as I possibly can.”

“No.” She spoke in a lower voice than she’d intended because she was too overwhelmed with emotion. “It’s so much more. I’ve been gifted with lyrics and lust, and thanks to you this is one great memory I’ll never forget. I love you, Lyric Cooper.”

“And I you, Meagan Morales.”

Those were the final words spoken that night as they concentrated on showing their love.

Epilogue

One week from the night Meagan and Lyric had first made love, she was out with her girls, which now included Ashley. They decided to check out their old haunt at Drink Nights
were it had all started with Heidi. She found that she missed her man, though, and took a sip of her fruity drink before she sighed.

Life was good, she was content, and she finally had everything she’d ever dreamed of and so much more. Good company, an incredible sex life, her own place with Lyric by her side, and to top it off she’d managed to get an interview for her dream job to work with special needs children within the school system.

“Congratulations!” Heidi said. “How did Coop take the good news?”

“He’s been great, very supportive, actually, but I’m going to miss working with you all at the bar.” She looked at Ashley and smiled. “Maybe I can still help out now and again.”

“We’ll see.” Ashley laughed. “I did love working with you. It was nice to have another chick around. There is way too much testosterone.”

“Yeah, hot testosterone.” Zoey snorted. “Is it bad that I’m already missing my man?”

“No.” Meagan shook her head.

“I think you’ve read my mind,” Heidi agreed. “But let’s celebrate with Meg a little longer and make them miss us just as much.”

“One more drink?” Ashley questioned.

“At least,” Heidi replied and then smiled. “Four women walked into a bar…”

“Oh Lord.” Zoey rolled her eyes.

“Should I even ask?” Ashley said, and Heidi took that as her cue to explain.

“It’s how our stories began. You see, one night a while ago I was feeling down, and we ended up right here at this bar to cheer me up. It was me, Zoey, and Meagan. Anyway, that night we agreed to think of something we secretly wanted to do but would not normally have the guts to. So we dared each other.”

“It worked out beautifully for Heidi and Zoey, but not so much for me in the beginning,” Meagan said. “That is, until I met Lyric, much, much later on. So I propose a toast.” She held up her glass, and the others followed suit. “To new friendships, old ones, great loves, and the dares that challenge us to take a chance. I love you guys.”

“Hear, hear!”

“I think it’s one of the smartest damn things we’ve ever done,” Zoey said, and they all agreed with a nod. “So thank you, Heidi, for suggesting it in the first place.” They clinked their glasses again and took another sip.

“What’s this I hear about a dare?” Rafe said from behind them, and the ladies laughed as their men approached.

“What are you doing here?” Heidi asked, and gave Nathan a quick kiss on the lips.

“It’s a long story,” Meagan said, and turned her attention to Coop beside her. “Maybe I’ll tell you about it in more detail sometime.”

“Looking forward to it.”

“No need,” Ashley said. “Check this out, Cory. The girls were mentioning a time when the three of them agreed to enact a secret fantasy, and I’m thinking we should play again.” She winked, and Zoey groaned.

“Oh honey, don’t get him started.”

Rafe rubbed his hands together with glee. “Come on,
Zoi.
You know you want to.”

“Oh baby, I want to.” Zoey licked her lips and hoped it would distract him.

“Uh…”

“And, that’s our cue to finish this game at home,” Nathan said, and Heidi bounced out of her seat with enthusiasm.

“Ladies, same time next week?” Heidi gave everyone a hug, and Zoey waved as she and Rafe left hand in hand behind her and Nathan.

“And then there were four,” Cory teased.

“Soon to be two.” Ashley stood and hooked her fingers in his belt loop. “Come on, stud. I dare you to take me home and ravish me. We can think of a few more things to do on the way there.”

“Later, dude,” Cory said, gaze pinned on his girlfriend.

“Yeah, we’ll see you guys later.” Meagan chuckled. “Ah, to be horny and in love.”

“You got that right.” Lyric turned her stool and stood between her legs. His lips brushed against hers softly at first and then passionately. “Speaking of…” He arched a brow. “You want another drink? Or would you like to go home so I can love you properly?”

“Mm.” She pretended to think about it. “Let’s go, baby.”

“That’s my girl.” Just before she was about to lead the way, Lyric tugged on her hand to stop her. He leaned in close and whispered the next part in her ear. “Have I told you yet today how much I love you?”

“A girl can never hear that enough.” She moaned. His breath on her skin gave her goose bumps.

“Well then.” He smiled against her. “I love you, Meagan Morales.”

“Likewise, Lyric ‘Coop’ Cooper.” She kissed him quickly and eagerly led him out so she could show him how much.

* * * *

A blonde, a brunette, and a redhead once walked into a bar.

They went from restless to satisfied, and lived happily ever after.

Three stories, and three dares, were now complete.

The End

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