Page 26 of Touch Me (Complete Collection)

She turned around, gasping, her bare breasts covered by her hands. That was the first time that word had been used between them, and he had the nerve to blame her for being so ambiguous with Jason. “No. Because you’re enjoying a strip show!”

He chuckled, ogling her body. He was starved. Three days without Jenny, sleeping in the guest bedroom, had been physically painful. He had gotten used to feeling her round ass pressed against his cock as he slept. It had been three long, lonely nights.

“I missed your ass.” His balls tightened as she freed her tits.

“And these?”

A contented smile spread across his face. “Yeah, those too.”

Her face changed, darkening as they stared into each other’s eyes. Swiftly, she strode forward and was atop his thighs in a second, her mouth closing around his. He clasped her ass, squeezing the flesh while his tongue tangled with hers. His fingers toyed with the G-string, yanking at it, tugging, stroking. His hand delved down through her crack to explore and she groaned, pulling away, unintentionally pressing her pussy to the crotch of his trousers.

It met hard, unyielding erection, and she snickered breathlessly. “Hello, Coop!” she murmured jokingly, referring to his dick. He chortled, sliding his hands over her arms as he ravenously sought her lips. She ground her pussy onto his cock again, riding him with his trousers blocking their path.

“Ohh!” Her moan escaped – tortured, needy – and she rose higher to grab both sides of his face. She raised her breasts to his mouth, guiding a nipple past the parted lips. He took it hungrily, his eyes closing as he suckled. His hands forayed lovingly over her back, sensually. Her spine arched as he trailed his wet lips to the other tit and smothered it with the same loving attention.

His sharp teeth bit into the sensitive pink peak, and he slipped his tongue in torturous, wondrous circles around them. “I missed the taste of your tits,” he groaned and she drew back, tugging at his shirt fiercely. He swiftly threw it off, and she kneeled on the carpet between his feet, wrenching his trousers down. He helped her pull them off, and her lips pressed gently onto his hard, squared stomach. She trailed a path down the line of hair that traveled down to his dick, and clutched his balls in both hands lovingly.

He exhaled sharply, sliding lower, his head resting on the back of the couch. She played with his balls, and saw a tiny drop of precum glistening on the tiny hole in the head. She licked it off hungrily, letting the sour salty taste cover her taste buds.

Glancing up at Cooper, her blood pounding in her ears, she took the whole swollen head in her mouth and sucked hard, drawing it into her throat.

“Oh!” he groaned, his back lifting off the couch slightly, but he didn’t open his eyes. He never did. When she sucked his dick, he let her have her way. That was the only time Jenny was in control. As soon as she abandoned his dick, she was thrashing and gasping as he threw her around.

She let his cock slide deep into her throat, and felt more precum scalding her neck. It was sharp, delicious, and she rolled his balls around while her lips tightened around his shaft. She slid her mouth up and down, taking half the length inside because to take all of it would’ve been impossible. To make up for her amateur skills, she wrapped a hand around the base of his cock, and rubbed back and forth while her mouth tended to the rest of the length.

“Jenny!” He stroked the back of her head, drawing her nearer, pushing his cock deeper against the back of her throat. She gagged and her eyes watered. Instantly, Cooper dragged her face away from his dick.

She pushed his hands away. “Cum in my mouth, Coop. I want to see what it’s like.” He shook his head but his eyes flamed at her words. “Please!” She pushed at his stomach and he fell back again. This time, his eyes stayed on her face.

She stroked his cock, his balls; her lips tight, her suckles harsh. The sight of her face so close to his cock, her lips straining to take his girth inside made him burst in her mouth. He groaned, grabbing the back of her head instinctively and pressing down.

The warm spurt hit Jenny’s tongue and she swallowed it quickly. Gagging as the thick, foreign semen clogged her throat, she kept going. It tasted good, but the victorious feeling of making him cum in her mouth was mind blowing.

He twitched as she slid her lips along the length one last time, licking off all his cum. His eyes closed, he stroked the sides of his face as he surfaced, returned from the heaven where she had sent him.

When he finally opened his eyes, she had rested her head on his thigh. She was staring up at him, his cock lying limp and sideways over the other thigh. He stroked her hair, pushing it back. “Jen?”

“Yeah?”

“Why were you confused about our relationship? Before I told you I loved you? Wasn’t it obvious that I'm crazy about you, and have always been?”

She let the words warm her body. She didn’t want to hurt him, but after the fiasco with Jason she didn’t want to lie anymore. She had to gather her wits, her guts. Cooper was always straight about everything. It was high time she followed his example.

“I wasn’t ready for it…I think. So I chose not to think about it, and I took everything…not very…seriously.”

His eyes pierced into her. “Do you think you’re ready now? For more?”

She deliberately misunderstood, and looked at his soft cock. “I'm ready whenever this guy’s ready.”

Cooper laughed but he didn’t have his answer yet. “Do you think…you’d be comfortable if I wanted to take our relationship to the next level?”

She inhaled sharply. “We’ve known each other for a month!” she exclaimed forcefully, trying to evade the question.

“We’ve known each other for years, Jenny! We’ve known each other since you were in diapers!” he retorted just as fiercely.

Jenny sighed, and lifted her head off his thigh. Her hands rested on his knees and she slid them up together, toward his cock. Looking at her hands, she slowly summoned up the courage. It was better that she be straight with him now, or else she could once again completely mess up the future.

“I don’t think I’m ready, Cooper.” She raised her eyes to gauge his expression, expecting hurt or even fury in his eyes, but she hadn’t considered the fact that Cooper was the most charming, sincere person she had ever met, and he was very, very understanding. “I don’t think I’m ready for more. Not yet.”

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