Page 77 of Craving Cooper

“My recovery time isn’t what it was twenty years ago.”

“Do you want to tell your cock that?” she says, clenching her internal muscles around my dick. “You’re still bone hard.”

I am, and I don’t mind saying, I feel pretty damn pleased with myself about that. So pleased that I roll Mallory onto her back, raising myself above her.

“In that case, I’ll be back in two minutes,” I say, pulling out of her as gently as I can. “Don’t move a muscle.”

“I won’t go far,” she says, with a teasing smile on her lips. I get the feeling she’s got something in mind, and based on everything we’ve done so far, I can’t wait to find out what that is.

I climb off of the bed, and rush to the bathroom, where I dispose of the condom and wash up, hurrying back to the bedroom, although I stop in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat.

Mallory has let her hair down, so it’s hanging in loose curls around her shoulders, but she’s also kneeling up on the bed, facing me, her legs spread slightly and her eyes fixed on mine.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I murmur as I walk over to her and she smiles, crawling toward me, then dropping to all fours. My cock twitches at the thought of what she must have in mind, and she raises her head, looking up at me, then reaches out, grabbing my dick before she leans in and takes me in her mouth. “Fuck, yes,” I hiss between gritted teeth. She’s even more bold than she was before, taking me deep enough that I hit the back of her throat. She might be dangerously good at this, but I’m gonna let her dictate the pace for a while, watching her lips surrounding me, her head dipping back and forth. There’s something about the look in her eyes… it’s like she’s asking me for something. “You want me to fuck your mouth?” I say, taking a chance, and she nods her head, her eyes sparkling. I reach down and hold her head still as she lowers her hand, giving me complete control, and I take it, flexing my hips. She moans as I pick up the pace, and even shifts a little closer so I can go deeper. “Take my cock, babe,” I urge and she nods her head. I’ve never felt anything quite so glorious… other than being inside her, and no matter how good this feels and looks, that’s where I need to be again, because I crave her body.

I pull out of her mouth, giving her no more than a second to catch her breath, then I bend and kiss her, pulling her up with me, so she’s kneeling, her breasts pressed hard against me, until I lean back and, with a smile etched on my lips, flip her around and bend her forward. She’s on all fours again, but facing away from me now and I’m faced with the sight of the most perfect ass in the world.

I run my hands over her and she squirms back into me, letting me know what she wants… and although I could die happy just touching her, there’s so much more we can do.

I pull her closer, so her knees are on the edge of the bed, and then I rub the head of my dick against her.

“Please…” she whimpers, her body shaking, and I slide into her. “Fuck… yes!” She looks at me over her shoulder, biting on her bottom lip. “Sorry,” she says. “I didn’t mean to scream, but I love it when you do that.”

“What?” I say, pulling all the way back out and then impaling her a second time. “That?”

“Yes. Oh, God… yes. Exactly that.”

“You like having my cock inside you?”

“I love it.”

“You like me fucking your mouth, too?”

“So much, Coop. I love being taken, any way you want.”

“I love taking you, babe.”

“Good. Then would you fuck me harder… please.”

“With pleasure.”

I give her everything I’ve got, sweat forming on my chest and back as I hold her hips, while she urges me on, yelling for more.

“Give me your cock. Give it to me.”

I raise my leg, resting my foot on the edge of the bed, which changes the angle and lets me go deeper, and that’s all it takes for her words to become an incoherent mess of screams and cries as she thrashes on the bed, her body writhing through another orgasm.

I love watching her like this, and I need more… although it seems she does too, and she takes less time to calm than before, her breathing returning to normal as she looks over her shoulder at me again.

“Sorry for being so loud, but you’ve got no-one to blame but yourself.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because you have such an amazing cock… and because you know what to do with it.”

I smile down at her. “You make as much noise as you like, baby. There’s no-one to hear you.”

“No. It’s not like…” She stops talking, and even from here I can see a slight blush on her cheeks, which has nothing to do with the climax she’s just come down from.

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