Page 23 of Touch Me (Complete Collection)

She swallowed and opened the door. He wanted an answer.

“Hey? Are you alright?” he asked sweetly and Jenny’s heart twisted in her ribs. I do adore him. And I can’t think of being without him – at least right now. She swallowed in an impotent attempt of easing the conflict in her chest. Isn’t that what love is all about?

“I'm fine.”

“Why’d you run off?”

When she stared at him blankly as if he had lost his mind, he smiled and pulled her closer, sliding his arms around her neck and crushing her against his body. I scared her. I scared myself! He scoffed. I love you, Jenny. He had no doubt in his mind that she loved him back. Jenny just wasn’t the type to have sex without really feeling anything.

Jenny relaxed into his chest, and her hands encircled his bare back, clutching him to her. Her face fit perfectly in the cleft in the center of his chest. It was the perfect little place in the world. Her favorite place. She snuggled closer. He wasn’t angry. He wasn’t pushing her. He had just let the matter go. She warmed, sliding her hands over his chest. He felt so good. With a satisfied exhale, she lifted her face, and when he looked down at her, she smiled.

“I love you too, Coop.”

Silence met her words. He swallowed, his Adam ’ s apple bobbing. He bent down and kissed her softly – too softly – and led her to the bed. She grinned against his lips, and he bit her mouth while she chuckled.

“Again, Coop?” she joked.

“Yes,” he breathed, pushing her back forcefully. She yelped as she fell on her side, and instantly, he grabbed her trousers and dragged them off her legs. “Again and again and again.”

**

Cooper got up early the next morning because he had a meeting. Jenny shuffled about in bed and Cooper called her to have breakfast with him before he left. She was brushing her teeth when her gaze fell on another white shirt hanging on the peg. Feeling wicked, she pulled off her panties and wore just the shirt.

When she stepped out into the living room, Cooper’s coffee cup ceased halfway to his mouth. “Now that ’s just plain…unfair.”

“What is?” she asked sweetly, opening the refrigerator door and bending over to retrieve an apple from the vegetable drawer. Cooper stared at her smooth, flawless ass, her pussy lips peeking beneath the crack, and shook his head.

“You know I have an early meeting.”

“So?” She placed her elbows on the breakfast table and bit into the apple.

Cooper sighed. His cock was already hard. The top few buttons on her shirt were undone, showing him a provocative glimpse of her tits, swollen and crushed together temptingly. “Jen!” he cried and she laughed.

“I didn’t have anything else to wear!”

“You liar.” He undid his fly swiftly. Jenny raised an eyebrow and put down the apple. All hilarity vanished as he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her onto the breakfast table.

“Aah!” She lay flat on her back and he spread her thighs apart, wide, flattening them to her sides. She squealed as his cock slipped inside.

He fucked her swiftly, hurriedly, and savored the sight of her small body jerking upward with every hard ram of his cock. She shuddered before him, her thighs tightening around his hips, her abs tautening visibly. With a shudder racking his frame, he spilled his load into her welcoming sheathe.

His limbs were still racked with quivers, and he covered her lips with his own before slipping his cock out of her body.

She watched heavy-lidded as he cleaned up his dick and zipped his fly.

Her pussy was charmingly quenched and she felt light as a feather. She was getting addicted to early-morning swift quick fucks in the kitchen.

“We should do this more often,” he said as she walked him to the front door.

“Yes, we should.”

He stepped out and she grabbed his suit jacket, tugging him nearer before planting a long, deep kiss on his mouth. “I love you.” She opened her eyes a crack and her gaze shot to the very familiar man standing three feet behind Cooper. “Jason!”

Cooper lurched backward and turned round, swiftly pushing Jenny into the apartment with his arm.

Jason growled and pulled back his fist, bringing it onto Cooper’s face so fast, Jenny screamed and covered her eyes. A hard, thudding noise made her open her eyes again. Jason was sprawled on the ground, attempting to get up.

“Go inside, Jenny!” Cooper shoved her through the doorway while he shook his bruised fist in the air – the fist that had connected with Jason’s eye, which was bloody and black. The last thing she saw before Cooper slammed the door shut in her face was that two women from the apartment across the corridor were glaring at the two men, and Jason had stood up and charged toward Cooper like a maddened, unrecognizable beast.

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