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I racked my brain to think of a way out of this for him without completely ruining the deal, but the only thing I could come up with made me wonder if I’d lost my damn mind. Then again, if Cooper didn’t want to go through with it, he had a safe word.

“Thanks for the offer,” I said, and leaned back into the couch, spreading my legs wide. “But he’s going to be busy blowing something else whileIenjoy your product.”

Cooper’s head whipped in my direction, and it was the first time he’d broken character. Not that I could blame him. I’d just announced he was going to give me a blow job in frontof everyone, and we hadn’t exactly discussed that prior to right now.

“I see.” Mick chuckled, as Cooper’s wide eyes found mine. “You’re a man who likes to indulge.”

I took Cooper’s chin in hand and brushed my thumb over his lips.“I am, and fucking this sweet mouth while high will be one hell of an indulgence.Euphoric, even…”

At the sound of his safe word, Cooper blinked, the message clear that if he wanted this to end, all he had to do was say it. But no words came out. All he did was lick his lips, and my dick saw that as game time.

He was in. He was going to do it.

“Undo my pants,” I said, needing to get his eyes off mine and focused elsewhere, otherwise I was going to come before I secured this deal.

Cooper shifted between my spread thighs, then reached for my belt and unbuckled it.

“Here.” Mick slid the tray across the table before falling back into his seat, his eyes a little glassier now.

I looked down at where Cooper was lowering my zipper and put my hand over his, rubbing it up and down my hard-on. Cooper raised his head, looking for my next direction, and while I thought I’d see disgust or even anger, I noted a flush to his cheeks.

“Get me the tray,” I said, and watched as he turned to pick it up and hold it in front of me. I picked up the rolled bill, leaned over it, and snorted the line of powder up in one go.

Fuckinghellthat shit was potent, and the second it hit, my eyes began to water.

Cooper swallowed as I tossed the bill down, and as he placed the tray back on the table, I reached inside my pants and pulled my cock free. “Suck it.”

Jesus.

I couldn’t believe this was how the night would end, but as Cooper wrapped his hand around my stiff shaft and lowered his head, my hips involuntarily jacked up off the couch.

“Good shit, isn’t it?” The woman Mick had tossed off his lap earlier now had her hand down his pants and her mouth at his neck.

Seemed he liked my idea of indulging.

“Definitely,” I managed as Cooper flicked his tongue over the head of my cock. Was he tasting me? No, he was just acting his part.

“Rapture is even better. Would make you fuck that little plaything of yours till he couldn’t walk anymore.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. There’s a shipment coming in next week. I’ll call you when it gets here.”

I reached down and gripped Cooper’s chin. “Would you like that, Blondie? We could try it together.”

My sight blurred a little as I blinked, trying to bring Cooper’s face into focus. But it was no use—my brain was firing off all kinds of signals that had nothing to do with common sense and everything to do with getting my dick in his mouth.

“We’ll take it,” I told Mick before I lost all train of thought, then I reached for the back of Cooper’s neck and pulled him down over my lap, where he swallowed my cock in one move.

Fuck. Me.

It was like heaven and hell all rolled into one, the feel of his lips around me an exquisite kind of torture that was being contaminated by the drugs running rampant in my system.

But there was nothing I could do about it now, so I closed my eyes and reveled in the feelings flooding my body. All I could hope for was that by the end of this, we both ended up getting what we came for.

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COOPER

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