Touch Me - Complete Collection (7 page)

She slipped off the bed, and wordlessly pushed her hair off her face. Not once had the word relationship come up. She was glad somewhat. It gave her an excuse. She was sure she couldn’t deal with the drama of that for the next two years.

Should I brush my hair? Should I brush my teeth?
No.
There wasn’t any time. She wanted to be with him. She had struggled enough.

She glanced up, her breath shaky, and he raised an eyebrow. His torso, naked and bronzed, gleamed in the mellow light. The contours were more pronounced, and her chest rose and fell rapidly as she imagined stroking his chest. Frustrated, she rubbed her face with both hands viciously.

“Jen?”

Her gaze lurched up. She waited for him to say more, but when he didn’t, she jerked at the hem of her tank top obsessively.

Her long lean legs were shapely and gorgeous, and he gritted his teeth as he savored the delectable sight. He had never seen her legs, or her bare midriff. He certainly approved of her choice of sleepwear.

It was over. The game, the façade was done. He couldn’t do it anymore. He had laid out his cards, gambled everything, and now it was all up to her. The look on her face, her stance, made it clear that she knew the ball was in her court.

Wordlessly, he reached for the covers and moved them off, away from her hips.

She stood up silently, facing him, her lips parted as she breathed. He reached for her hand and she gave it to him, giving up all the struggles at once. He laced his fingers through hers, watching her hand as if it was the best thing he had ever beheld. Her thighs were aching, her insides quailing in expectancy. His hand, long fingers and broad palm, tightened over her fingers, and he stroked them. Every little touch sent shivers straight to her pussy. She could almost taste what was ahead of her. His forcefulness, his consuming, unthinking passion…

“You're warm.” His words were soft, breaking her reverie.

“Yeah.”

“And you’re shaking.”

She blushed and chuckled. “I don’t know.”

Her face mesmerized Cooper. She was looking at her hand, the one he held, and her parted lips made his balls ache.

She was tense, and she was overthinking everything. He didn’t want her to be stressed out. He had
years worth of longings to quench inside the warmth of her body, and he wanted her willing, not shaking.

“I’m scared, Coop,” she whispered as if sharing a precious secret she could only share with him.

His fingers ached to slide down her thigh, touch the soft skin. He fought the urge and stroked her wrist instead, gently, and sensually. “Scared of me?” She thought for a moment before nodding. He smiled. “I think you keep forgetting Jenny, that
’s
it
’
s me. I’m still the same Cooper.”

“But you’ve changed.”

He swallowed and his fingers trailed along her knuckles. “So have you, Jenny.”

“I don’t know what we’re doing, and why we’re doing it,” she stammered in confusion, feeling every little touch, his fingers scorching a path over her hand.

“Come.” He dragged her along, out of the bedroom. “This is the guest bedroom. It
’
s not meant for you anymore.”

**

Cooper closed his bedroom door behind them and sat on the bed, never leaving her hand as he lay back. She shifted, sitting at the edge, and her chest rose with a harsh breath as he dragged her hard onto the front of his trousers. Jenny’s gaze shot to his.

She gasped and looked away, panting, her hand stiff yet warmed by the heat of his dick. Soft cotton covered his cock, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. It felt good. She relaxed her fingers and shyly returned her gaze back to his. He breathed harshly, his nostrils flaring as he stared straight into her eyes.

Gaining courage, Jenny scooted closer and slid her hand over his dick. She stroked the base and traveled sideways over the trapped length.

Her throat went dry. He was big. His cock was big. She had a sinking, comical feeling that she wasn’t built big enough for it.

“Do you see what you do to me?” He caressed her bare arm, dragging her closer. Parting his thighs, he trapped her exploratory hand between his legs. “Say it, Jenny. Do you feel how hard my dick gets for you?” He grabbed her nape and yanked her face down. She gasped. His lips were two inches away from hers. “It’s been this hard ever since you came here. Ever since you came to me,” he groaned as if in pain. Jenny breathed harshly, stroking his cock, while he held her face imprisoned, his words soft against her lips. “I want you, Jen.” His voice dropped to the barest of whispers. “I want my dick inside your pussy.”

Jenny was no match for this kind of wordplay. She was naïve and inexperienced and she didn’t even know people talked liked that. Cooper was trapping her in a cocoon of hot and cold. She couldn’t breathe.

She waited for him to kiss her. He stayed still, letting her explore his cock over his trousers, letting her pant while she waited. There was no way he was going to let her back out of this. There was no way he was having another debate over how it was a fucking mistake. It was no mistake.

“Tell me, Jenny,” he hissed. He jerked his trousers down his thighs with one hand. Greedily, she covered the hot, soft skin covering hard granite. His cock stood up arrogantly, lifting the covers with its unbelievable length.

“God!”

“Do you want this?” He clutched her hand and made her stroke his dick harder. She tried to escape the question by bending down to kiss him. He seized her hair, yanking her head back. “Say you want it inside your body. It
’
s all yours if you want it.”

“I…” She blushed and fought to kiss him again, but his grip on her hair was unrelenting.

With a swift jerk, he yanked her upper body fully atop his. She moaned and he grasped her face in both hands. Jenny’s body was reacting volatilely. She was melting on top of him. Her breasts were crushed in her tank top, spilling over his bare chest. He was holding her face so…protectively.

“Yes, yes, Cooper.”

With a grunt derived by pure satisfaction, he dragged her face down and captured her lips in his. The kiss was harsh, consuming. His mouth slanted aggressively, while his fingers pressed into her jaw to make her mouth open wider.

“Unh,” she groaned as he grabbed her waist and pulled her beneath him with surprising agility and speed. She had expected to be thrown around so she wasn’t as shocked. He bent his knees, his thighs sliding beneath hers, and pressed his cock against the drenched spot on her shorts. “Ah!” Now she was shocked. It was hard, and she was still clothed. He thrust onto her crotch sensually and she opened her eyes to see him above her. He was looming dangerously, his neck lined with veins, his shoulders strained. He bent down and bit her lower lip teasingly, before abandoning it. Jenny clutched his shoulders and drew him down. Cooper chuckled into her mouth, seizing her lips in a deep kiss. His tongue slid between her lips, and she gave him hers fully.

She arched her back, surrendering to the heated demands of his body, and the torridness he emanated. His hands glided down her waist, and her tank top was thrown off a moment later. He was deft, and before she knew it, her shorts were off, until she lay in her bra. He moved back hurriedly and yanked her upper body up, reaching behind her to undo the clasp while he bit her lips ferociously.

Her breasts spilled out, and Cooper’s pupils dilated as he saw the round, firm mounds topped with pink nipples. “Jen!” he grunted angrily onto her lips while his hands splayed possessively over her boobs. “God, Jenny. You have such pretty tits.”

She clasped Cooper’s back while he kissed her and fondled her breasts with his large hands. Staring into her eyes, he pushed her ruthlessly back onto the bed. His mouth clamped closed around one nipple and Jenny curled up in delight. Her pussy squeezed tightly as he sucked, holding both tits up and together.

He was going mad with need. He couldn’t concentrate. He wanted to claim every inch of her beautiful body at the same instant. His hand delved down between her thighs, and he forced his fingers up into her with a grunt.

“Aah! Coop!” she whispered, aching, her insides welcoming the thick fingers.

“You're tight! You’re so tight!” he said as if that was a problem.

That’s when her dazed mind remembered. His cock was bigger than average – if she assumed average to be Jason’s dick. She scrunched her eyelids and he plunged his fingers in and out of her pussy. His body was crushing hers, his knees holding her legs apart.

He bit her lips and she winced as sharp teeth grazed her lower lip. She gave him her tongue, and grunting, he moved his fingers deeper up her pussy. Jenny squeezed her ass tightly, feeling the tumultuous waves of orgasm grip her.

“Aah!”
s
S
he gasped and her lips parted, immobile, not participating in the kiss anymore. It didn’t deter him. He pulled his fingers out, bending his head to her pussy. “No!” She twisted to the side, attempting to clamp her thighs shut. He was too strong, and he held her thighs up and apart while his mouth disappeared between her thighs. She grabbed his head and slipped her fingers through his thick hair, moaning, mumbling incoherently. His tongue slipped along her slit, and his lips closed over her pussy to suckle. She blushed and gave in, her back arching, her eyes rolling back with pleasure.

Cooper watched the glorious expressions cross her face. She was innocent and sweet and wonderful, and she tasted incredible. The beautiful face scrunched up in desire and arousal made his heart slam onto his ribs with a vengeance. Her breasts were parted, pushing upward as he bit her pussy lips. With a groan, he was above her again, holding her face between both hands.

“Jen!” His face was harsh as he fought the demands of his cock. He couldn’t wait. He was going to cheat on the foreplay. He was going to take her quickly or else he was going to explode. He positioned his cock on her pussy and she gasped, grabbing his waist. “Jenny! Look at me, Jen!” When she finally looked straight into his eyes, he rammed his dick into her.

She screamed and her neck strained as her head fell back. Her back arched like a bow and she clawed at his shoulders. Cooper bit her neck as he slid his dick all the way out, and back in. He was going to cum too soon. He dragged his dick against the walls of her pussy, making her scream and her eyes widen.

“You’re so good,” he whispered. “You feel so good. Why did we wait so long?” He stroked her naked ass and rammed deeply. Jenny’s eyes clenched shut as an animalistic moan left her chest.

Jenny couldn’t concentrate, her face was heating up, her sight blurring as the streaks of agonizing lust burst like an inferno in her core. “Oh! Oh!” Her screams ricocheted off the ceiling. She twitched beneath him, her legs tightening as she came. He shoved hard, forcefully, the head of his cock burrowing into the very end of her passage. The spasms of her orgasm gripped his cock, and he jerked, his muscular body going taut as he filled her with his cum. His face buried into her neck, his grunts vibrated onto her skin.

Instantly, he slid to the side, not wanting to crush her, and dragged her along with him. They were still intimately joined, and Jenny opened her eyes to stare at him. A blush stained her cheeks and Cooper grinned, dragging her face closer and kissing her wildly. He didn’t stop until they were both breathless and his cock had gone hard in her drenched pussy.

It slipped out of her body and she moaned at the loss.

“You made me wait so long for this,” he murmured against her cheek, before pressing his lips to her eye, her brow. Jenny shivered at the affectionate move.

“I didn’t know you wanted this too.”

His gaze shot to her face. “I've wanted this…since forever, Jenny.”

Jenny slipped her hand around his nape and pushed him back. Straddling his thighs, she leaned over to kiss the matting of dark hair in the center of his chest. “I didn’t know it would be like this.” She pushed her pussy along the length of his shaft. He chuckled and his head fell back.

Grabbing her waist, he lifted her and positioned her over his cock, slamming her down with enough force to make a scream erupt from her lips. “I want you too, Jenny. Can you see? I want you…” He rammed up her body and she writhed, her hands splaying over his chest. “I want you all day...” He shoved upward again and clutched her hair in a tight fist. “And all night. Forever. For the rest of my life.”

Jenny reeled at his words, but didn’t get time to analyze his meaning. He pushed her off and somehow she ended up on her hands and knees. He slammed his dick into her from behind and she yelped. “It hurts!” she cried out, pulling away, but he reached beneath her to clutch her tits. The instant his fingers trapped her nipples and rolled them around, she whined and pushed her hips back.

His thrusts began rhythmically, hard, unstoppable, his balls slapping against her pussy, his pelvis banging onto her hips with incredible force. Jenny parted her lips and her toes curled. Streaks – wonderful, mesmerizing – were gripping her again. She squirmed, clenching her pussy tightly over his cock.

“Jenny! Oh, God, Jenny!” His fingers were digging into her tits as he held her in place. His cock erupted, pooling her insides with the warmth of his load.