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“Yes! Totally fine!” Cooper calls back.
“Should I stop?” I mouth to Cooper.
Her mouth falls open, her brows pulling together like I just asked the most offensive question possible. “Don’t you dare,” she whispers back. So, I listen, continuing to work against her as she attempts to cover her whimpers.
“Is…the shower on?” Alice calls.
“Ah, yes! Yes it is. I’m–uh…showering. Because I fell in the pool. I, um, felt dirty. So, I’m showering,” Cooper blabbers, slapping a palm to her forehead.
I drop my forehead to her shoulder, trying not to laugh out loud.
“Um…okay,” Alice replies. “Well, I’ll be in the living room. Let me know if you need anything.”
“Mmm–Okay!” Cooper calls back, letting out a sigh of relief when a few seconds have gone by and we assume Alice has walked away.
“Feeling dirty, huh?” I ask her, waggling my eyebrows.
“Shut up,” she says, promptly wrapping a hand around my dick and giving it a hard stroke.
“Shit,” I mutter, continuing to slide against her.
I figured Cooper was just punishing me for the dirty comment, but she doesn’t stop pumping me, and I can feel my balls tightening by the millisecond with my thrusts against her center and the pulls of her hand.
“This isn’t gonna last much longer if you keep doing that, Cooper,” I grit.
“Then I guess we better give it all we got,” she grins, increasing her speed and bucking her hips against me.
“The death of me,” I repeat, crushing my mouth with hers as I give her every bit of what I’ve got.
After a few more long heated seconds, like a beautiful symphony that could only be orchestrated by nature, the two of us come apart together, Cooper shaking against me and me wrapping a hand around myself to catch my release. There’s not a chance in hell I was going to risk tainting that gorgeous dress in any form or fashion.
I let go of my hold on Cooper as I help her slide back down to the ground. Once she has her feet planted, I reach behind her, turning the shower off. The bathroom instantly becomes eerily quiet aside from our heavy breathing.
Cooper looks up at me, and I watch her face slowly twist up, her head tilting to the side.
I instantly feel a twist in my gut, wondering what’s going through her head, wondering if she’s regretting it all, if I went too far. “What is it?” I ask her.
She squints her eyes at me. “What about number six?”
A grin breaks out across my face. “As if I could forget,” I chuckle, dropping back to my knees one last time. Cooper looks down at me with questioning in her gaze. “I hope you know that now that we’ve gotten to number five, there’s not a chance in hell I’m letting go anywhere Cooper.” Her mouth falls open. “Well, actually, you can go wherever you’d like. But I’ll just follow you.”
I start to inch her dress up her thighs again, and Cooper starts to reach for me. “Robbie, don’t you think we should go–”
“Not what you think,” I promise her, brushing my lips against her thigh as I give it the slightest push open. I trail a single finger over her skin, running it upwards until I’m just a few inches from the apex of her thighs. “Now, just in case, if over the next few days you might ever think that someone else’s head could ever belong between your thighs, could ever do for you what only I can, I’ll leave you this as a reminder.”
“Robbie–”
“Number six,” I announce, biting down on Cooper’s inner thigh. She tenses up, letting out a moan laced with the perfect mixture of pleasure and the slightest ounce of pain. I suck her soft skin into my mouth, giving her an extra nip for good measure before tracing over the spot with my tongue, soothing it.
“Robbie,what the hell?” Cooper chuckles, running a hand down her face. She’s trying to act annoyed, but I can see by the flush of her cheeks how much she really liked it.
Little devil, I think to myself.
I pull back, showing Cooper the light reddish-purple spot that’s already forming on the inside of her thigh, a proud grin on my face.
“Did you seriously just give me ahickey?” she demands.
“Hey, you asked for all six,” I tell her, pulling back the shower curtain.
