Page 35 of Swiped By My Dad's Best Friend
Cooper laughed even as his gaze tracked my hand to my dick. “You’re a sadist.”
I grinned. “Maybe I am. Guess I’ll have to satisfy myself by teasing you mercilessly.”
He groaned this time. “As long as you do something soon. I’ve missed you.”
His words reminded me once again that he’d been saving his orgasm for me. Such a fucking sweet gesture and he didn’t even know it. He was too fucking good at this. How was I supposed to maintain any boundaries when he slipped under them effortlessly?
“Get those pants off,” I said, “and grab a plug and some lube.”
He hurried to do as I asked—so eager to please —and I removed my clothes while he did. I didn’t always get naked, but today I wanted to be bare with him, even if we were on opposite sides of a screen. The distance didn’t lessen what we did, the connection we felt. If it had, I might have told Cooper to take someone up on their hookup offer. He’d be better off dating someone on campus.
Only, would he? Cooper had taken to the Daddy play like a natural. Could some college kid ever really satisfy him?
I could satisfy him,I thought.And I could have had him this weekend. Touched him, felt his warmth, his hot mouth and trembling limbs…
Shit. How was I supposed to resist that siren call for eight more weeks?
“Damn, Daddy, you’re so hot.”
Cooper’s gaze devoured me, skimming over my chest, stomach, thighs, lingering on the dick in my hand before shooting up to my mouth. Clearly, he appreciated me stripping down with him, but I was terrible at taking compliments. I wanted to shower my boy in them, but I was less accustomed to receiving them in return. I could feel heat creeping into my face. Thank fuck for the cover of my beard.
“Get on your hands and knees,” I said gruffly. “Let me see you push that plug inside your hole.”
Cooper turned, his tight ass lifted up, back arched, as he pressed the lubed toy to his rim. I groaned with him as it stretched him wide and slowly slid in until only the sturdy, industrial-looking handle remained outside his body.
“Want it to be you,” Cooper said.
Fuck, so did I. I didn’t dare say so. I’d never be able to resist my urges if I voiced them out loud.
“So good,” I told him instead. “Turn around and let me see that beautiful face.”
Cooper flipped onto his back, yelping a little as the plug rammed his prostate. “Fuck! Forgot to be careful.”
I chuckled. “I see that.” After a pause, I asked, “So, how have you been, Cooper? Other than that ridiculous party, I know nothing about how you spend your time.”
His eyes widened. “Seriously? You want to talknow?”
“Oh, yes. Go ahead and touch yourself too. But slowly. I want to enjoy this.”
“Sadist,” he mumbled again, but his fist was already wrapping around his cock while he skimmed a nipple with his free hand.
“I think you love this as much as I do. Look at that cock weep precum.”
He bit his bottom lip as a whimper escaped. “Yeah,” I murmured. “Let me hear those sounds.”
“Everyone will hear,” he said. “The whole frat.”
I groped for my own dick, squeezing hard. “Does that bother you?”
If it did, I’d let him stay quiet, but I loved the idea of people hearing what I did to him.
He shrugged, smirking. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”
“Then let them hear you,” I said. “Let everyone hear me play your body like a fiddle.”
He made a pleased sound.
“Yeah, you like it too. Moaning for Daddy.”
