Page 23 of Cooper

“Oh…God, Cooper.” I murmur a half moan, as his mouth makes love to me, French kissing my wetness, pulling the lips out, sucking my clit, making me feel things I’ve never felt before. Hands on my ass to keep me stable, Cooper licks my clit artfully, making me climb so high so fast, I’m dizzy. No man has ever made me feel like this, like a ball of pleasure, ignited each time he touches me or even looks at me. My body is putty in his hands as he easily brings me to orgasm in such a short time, I feel like it’s no time at all.

As I come, crushing his hair between my fingers, chest heaving, standing leg quickly turning to jelly, he sucks my clit, making me feel such intense pleasure, it’s almost too much. When I start to come down, he pulls my leg off his shoulder, and guides me onto the bed, quickly thrusting inside me, giving me a sudden wave of new pleasure. He leaves my knees resting on his shoulders, as he fucks me so deep, so slowly, my eyes roll back into the sockets. Stretching me, filling me, fucking me slow and deep, I am a ball of lust. “You…are a god.” I breathe in the silence.

“That would make you my goddess.” He murmurs back, kissing me erotically, adding another layer of pleasure. Then he parts my legs, and reaches down to suck my nipples, making me climb fast again. It’s like I’m his marionette, and he has full control of me, something I don’t mind one bit.

“God…Cooper. Holy fuck…you fuck me so good.” I pant, not recognizing my own voice.

“I love fucking you.” He whispers on my skin, as he continues to lick my nipples, and then I feel the warmth travelling through my body, signalling another orgasm, and I let go, taking him with me. His lips leave my nipple only to kiss me as he comes with me. I love it when he does that. I love it how he kisses me so desperately yet so tenderly as he comes, grunting softly, breathing heavily, in the throws of desire, as he kisses me. It’s so hot I could die. As we both start to come down, he releases my legs and tucks his hands under me, in a tender embrace that tugs at my heartstrings.

I love him.

I love him so much.

He is the best thing that has ever happened to me my entire life. The best friend, the best lover, the best dad to my child, ever. And it’s only been days. It’s like a Christmas miracle. It’s like something I never asked for yet always wanted. And the worst part is I can’t have him. Not the way I want to, anyway. Whenever this nightmare ends, he’s probably not going to stick around, no man would. The fact that he’s here for me now, not knowing anything, is a miracle, but that’s not going to last. He’s going to lose his patience at some point, or he’s going to lose his trust. I would. But for now, I’m going to enjoy every second of it, while I can.

“You’re so incredible.” I whisper, combing my fingers through his hair, as he kisses me.

“We’re incredible together, darlin’. I never knew making love could be so good.”

“Me neither.”

He stops kissing me for a moment, resting his chin on my chest. “I wish you didn’t have to go to work. I’d love to make love to you some more, and then hold you all night.”

“That sounds lovely, but I can’t live here for free, and I have bills to pay.”

He sighs, resting his forehead on my chest. “God, I hate to bring this up, but, we’ve got to think about protection. We haven’t been using any, and we have to.”

“You’re right. We should.” I never even thought about that. James and I never used it. I’m pretty sure I have fertility issues, too, considering how many times, in the beginning, that James and I made love, and I didn’t get pregnant.

“You okay with condoms?” He asks, voice so soft, so loving.

“I’m okay with whatever you want.”

“Well, I don’t want you going on the pill. God forbid it makes you sick or something.”

I bite my lip and realize that there is something personal that I can tell him, after all. “I don’t know if I can have anymore. James and I never used protection. And I only have Bean to show for it.”

“I wondered about that.”

I search his eyes. “How do you feel about that?”

“What, about not having any more kids?”

I nod.

“Well, if that’s what happens, then that’s what happens. Having Bean around is great. I love her to death. She’s smart, sweet, fun to be around, and very well behaved.”

I lift one side of my mouth into a smirk. “You’re biased.”

He frowns. “I may be, but it’s the truth. I’ve been around plenty of kids and I’ve never met one as great as she is.”

“You mean that?” I snort a laugh, sparkling pure evil in my eyes. “Because you’re saying that, and your dick is still inside me.” I chuckle, body vibrating, and he starts laughing with me. We’re laughing hysterically, as he removes himself from me, and starts beating me with the pillows. I grab the other pillow and start beating him, too.

“I can’t believe you said that!” He snickers, tossing the pillow to the side of my head, as I come back with a shot at him.

He almost knocks me to the floor, and then he stops, winded, hair flying all over, matching my own. He laughs. “God, I love you.” His face sobers as he realizes that’s what he said, and he slides his fingers through his hair, looking at me almost apologetically. “I’m sorry. I know you’re not ready to hear that yet.”

My heart skips a beat. I’m so happy but so sad at the same time. I love him, too. I love him so much, but my mind is reeling. So, I do what my gramma used to always tell me to do, and I follow my heart. “I love you, too, Cooper. I don’t know what I would do without you.” And those words choke me, as a ball of emotion forms in my throat.

---