Page 84 of Craving Cooper

“Am I crushing you?” I ask, and he frowns.

“Crushing me?”

“Well… crushing a vital part of you.”

He smiles. “Possibly, but I’m not complaining.” He moves his hands down, resting them on my ass and I lean in and kiss him, squealing when he rolls us, so he’s on top.

He doesn’t break the kiss… not for a while, anyway, but when he does, he kneels up and reaches over the bed, grabbing my vibrator and holding it in his hand.

“Does this do anything else?” he asks, with that wicked smile on his lips.

I want to tease him… to ask if he’s recovered enough to find out, but his hard-on is a big enough clue that such questions are superfluous, so I sit up and point to the power button.

“It has other settings, if you just keep pressing that, once it’s turned on.”

He keeps his eyes fixed on mine and presses the button once, the vibrator sparking to life. Then he presses it again, and the power ratchets up a notch. He raises his eyebrows at me, then puts it on the mattress and tips me back, parting my legs, but then moving to one side and kneeling. My head is in one corner of the bed and as he shifts down slightly, he says, “Hold on to the post behind you.”

I tilt my head, looking back up, and see the bedpost, grabbing hold of it. “Why?” I ask, even though I’ve already done as he suggested.

“Because I wanna do something with you, and it’ll be safer and easier if you can keep still, and not thrash around too much.”

My body sings with anticipation, but I don’t want to ask what he’s got in mind. I want to be surprised, and I nod my head, clamping my hands even tighter around the bedpost, and taking a deep breath.

“Your breasts look amazing when you’re lying like that,” he says, gazing down at them, a little distracted, before he smiles, his eyes feasting on me, roaming downward to my parted legs, and finally returning to my face. Without saying a word, he raises his right hand, and using his middle finger, traces a line around each of my nipples, making me shudder. He smiles, his finger never leaving my skin as he creates tiny circles, making his way up to my neck, then to my chin, and finally to my lips. I open them and he dips his finger inside, his eyes widening as he watches me suck on that single digit, taking it deep into my mouth. He doesn’t move his finger at all, but just leaves it there, letting me devour it, until he pulls it out, then shifts a little further down the bed. “Pull your legs up,” he says and I follow his instructions, raising my legs off of the bed, which makes him smile and nod his head as he reaches down, and with that same finger, makes circles once again… only this time around my anus.

“Oh… yes.”

“You want more?”

“You know I do. Don’t tease me. Please…”

He inserts his finger, and I gasp, letting out a sigh of satisfaction.

“You like that?”

I’ve noticed that he keeps asking me that, but now isn’t the time to question why.

“I love it,” I say instead.

“That’s a relief.”

“It is?”

“Yes.”

“Does that mean you want to use more than just your finger… or your thumb?” I ask, glancing down at his erect cock… because now feels like the perfect time for that particular question.

“Yes, it does. I’ll confess it was the thought of fucking your ass that made me come every time I jerked off. And I’ve never come so hard in my life… until tonight.” I can’t help smiling, and he smiles back. “If you don’t wanna go that far, though, we don’t have to.”

“It’s not something I’ve done before. I—I mean, how on earth is something as big as your cock supposed to fit inside me?”

“We’ll work up to it, if you’re sure you wanna try.”

“I do.”

His smile becomes a grin, and he nods his head. I’m bursting with anticipation now, and as though he can sense it, he pushes his finger even deeper inside me, and inserts his forefinger into my vagina.

“Your pussy’s dripping, babe.” He picks up the vibrator, which is still buzzing beside me, and surprises me by raising it to my lips. “Suck,” he whispers, inserting it into my mouth, and I do, his eyes widening, although he doesn’t delay for too long, and retracts it again, touching it to my clit. I scream, incapable of saying anything coherent, my body bucking and writhing. “You look so fucking glorious with my fingers inside you,” he says. “I can’t wait for the day when I can fuck your ass.”

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