by Nikki Ash
Last night I had way too much to drink and he was so sweet not to take advantage, but today I have no intention of getting drunk, and I’m not planning on leaving here a virgin. I know Cooper isn’t my forever, but like Kayla says, There is nothing wrong with having a damn good for-now.
We spend the day lounging by the pool, and I can’t get over how delicious Cooper is in his bathing suit. He is amazingly fit. The way his suit hangs down just right, exposing that perfect V in a way I thought was only found on guys in my romance books, makes me want to attack him right here. Whatever he does for a living must involve him staying in shape which makes sense because he did mention he works an obscene number of hours leaving him barely any time for a social life.
We order drinks by the pool: he orders Jack and coke and I order those cute fruity frozen drinks with the umbrellas in them to keep me hydrated. They’re so yummy, I doubt they have much alcohol in them.
I’m watching Cooper swim laps in the pool while I’m reading my latest romance novel, when he comes over to the edge and splashes me just a little.
“Hey! Watch out for my iPad. If it gets ruined, it will be the death of you as well,” I say jokingly as I turn it off and put it back into my beach bag.
My phone goes off and I check it to see if it’s Kayla. It is, and she’s confirming that she’s spending the day with Kaden and Bentley and will see me later. I type back a quick okay and then join Cooper in the pool.
Putting one foot into the water, a chill runs up my leg from the water being freezing cold. I thought it would be warm in Miami in the middle of May. This is exactly why I stay away from the water. Cooper laughs and explains a huge rainstorm came through recently, which caused the pools and oceans to get colder.
He grabs a hold of me by my waist and pulls me into the water, holding me close. I use him as my human buoy to hold myself up. My legs are wrapped around him as we float lazily in the water. His hands gently massage circles on my ass as he holds me close to him, nuzzling his face into my neck. I’m so relaxed in his arms I almost start to drift off when I can feel the same bulge from last night push between my legs.
Needing a distraction, I ask, “What’s your favorite color?”
He looks at me like I’m crazy but then responds. “Um, if I had to pick I would say black, I guess.”
“Black isn’t a color, silly. It’s a shade.”
He chuckles at my fact. “Well, then black is my favorite shade.”
I let him keep his answer and ask another question.
“What’s your favorite food?”
He thinks for a moment and responds with a bit of a frown. “Definitely my mom’s lasagna when she used to cook.”
I get stuck on the part about his mom, but choose to leave it alone. I’ve noticed he doesn’t like to talk about his parents or his life outside of right here and now.
“Yum, lasagna is good. What’s your favorite movie?”
He stills his hands from rubbing on my ass and gives me a smirk. “Are we playing twenty questions? Because if we are, I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to work both ways.”
“I’m just trying to get to know you. My favorite color is pink and my favorite food is Crème brûlée. Now what’s your favorite movie?”
He gives me a soft kiss to my lips, one that I hope will continue but ends too quickly. “Batman. My favorite movie is Batman. I could watch it every day.”
I laugh at that.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing.” I shrug. “Just imagining a grown man watching Batman.”
“Hey, now! Have you seen Batman? Batman is not just for kids. He’s a grown man himself who saves Gotham from all the bad guys.”
I laugh even harder. “Okay, okay. It’s a grown man movie, and no, I haven’t seen it.”
“You’ve never seen it? Then you don’t get to judge.”
“Ha ha! Okay, Coop. I’ll take your word for it. What do you like to do in your free time?”
“Wait, first, tell me what your favorite movie is.”
“Okay, don’t make fun of me, but Love and Basketball.”
“So, you like basketball?”
Oh boy, he’s totally going to make fun of me. “No, I just love how the girl is so strong, and how over years, through all their crap, they love each other. And in the end, even though the ends were against them, they end up together. Okay, now tell me what you do in your free time.”
He doesn’t even think about it when he says, “Work out. I love to work out and do MMA.”
“What’s MMA?”
“Mixed Martial Arts.”
“Oh! Like The Karate Kid?”
He bursts out laughing. “So, you’ve seen The Karate Kid but not Batman? Yes, like that movie, I guess. What do you enjoy doing?”
I have to think about this because I don’t want him to realize I’m an eighteen-year-old, recent high school graduate, with no job. I decide to just be honest but vague. “I enjoy reading, but books can be expensive, so when I find a book I really like, I usually read it several times.”
“That’s commitment right there,” he says with mock seriousness.
“Oh hush!” I move out of his arms, getting just far enough away to splash him with the water. His face is drenched and the water is dripping down his hair. Cooper’s gaze heats with intensity, causing me to back up a little more. I’m not sure what he’s going to do, so I wait in anticipation. As soon as the words “it’s on” leave his mouth, I take off, but before I can even swim two feet away, he jumps at me and grabs me by the waist, spinning me around. I close my eyes tight so when the chlorine hits me it won’t burn my eyes, but no water comes.
Suddenly, I feel his lips on mine, but once again, he pulls away quickly, leaving me with nothing more than a tease. It can barely count as a kiss, but it makes me want more.
Several hours, questions, and drinks later, and I’m beat to death by the sun and ready to go back up to the room. Cooper agrees, and we head back up. When we get inside, I start to head to the bathroom to change out of my bathing suit and rinse the greasy sun screen off my body when Cooper stops me. He rubs his hand down my arm and looks into my eyes like he’s dehydrated and needs me to personally rehydrate him. He moves toward me, closing the distance between us as his lips crash into mine. I gasp softly into his mouth because holy shit! I’m finally going to experience my first real kiss.
First softly, then more roughly, our mouths move against each other. His tongue glides across my lips seeking entrance and I willingly open them to allow him access. His mouth tastes similar to what it did last night, sweet with a hint of spice. It must be the Jack he keeps ordering. His hands rub up and down my arms smoothly causing goose bumps to rise across my skin. My hands wrap around his neck and then move further up to grab ahold of his hair as I continue to kiss him back. He groans softly and tugs my body closer to his but stops the kiss way too soon.
“Let’s take a shower,” he whispers into my ear. Before I can answer, he’s grabbing my hand and pulling me into the bathroom. He turns the handle for the water and gets in with his bathing suit still on. I know he is doing this for my benefit, not sure where I stand in this situation, and that makes me want him that much more. He puts his hand out to take mine and I follow him in, still in my bathing suit as well.
The water is warm and feels good against my sun-kissed skin. I turn around to face away from the water and allow it to massage my body. When I open my eyes, Cooper is towering over me, giving me a heated look that tells me exactly what he wants from me.
He grabs the soap from the sidebar and squirts some into his hand, turns me around, and begins to rub it onto my shoulders and down my arms, untying the top string around my neck. It causes me to shiver and he stops, turning my head to face him. He gives me a look with one brow up, silently asking is this okay? Unable to find my voice, I nod eagerly.
He continues to rub the body wash all over my body. When he gets to my back, I can feel him untie my last bathing suit st
ring, causing my top to fall to the floor of the shower.
He moves his hands toward my front and begins to rub circles around my nipples, palming my breasts. The stimulating sense I feel from his touch causes me to let out a whimper.
He takes my noises as a cue to continue, slowly sliding my bikini bottom down my thighs as I lift each foot up just enough for him to remove it as it joins my top on the floor.
His hands go back to massaging my breasts and it feels unbelievable. He squeezes more soap out of the bottle and begins to soap up my entire body, moving to my stomach and then to my mound. Thank god Kayla made me get a full Brazilian before we left. I think he’s going to stop there, but he keeps going.
He soaps up my thighs, and when he gets to my feet, he lifts my foot up and kisses the insole. If he’s trying to drive me crazy with want, it’s working. He moves back up the inside of my thigh until he reaches the apex between my legs. I can’t take my eyes off him as he pulls my pussy lips apart with his fingers, then inserts one into me. I moan quietly at the fullness I feel. Why in the world did I ever wait so long to be touched by a guy?
“Damn, baby, you’re so tight,” he says, pushing his finger in and out of me.
I should tell him I’m a virgin, but I don’t want him to stop. Kayla told me she barely bled her first time, so if we have sex in the shower hopefully he’ll never know. Plus, I got on the pill a few days before we left, so I’m covered.
He inserts another digit into me, and even in the shower, I can feel how wet I am around his fingers. He pumps in and out of me, causing my body to tremble at his touch. His other hand reaches up and starts pulling and tugging on my nipples. His fingers are bringing me to the edge of insanity and I don’t know what to do.
His fingers begin to move faster, delving deeper, and suddenly they hit a spot deep inside of me that causes me to clench. My climax is building, and my body is shaking with the need to release. “Let go, baby girl. Come for me.” When I hear those words from him, I have no choice but to let go as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt overtakes me. The ones I’ve given myself are nothing in comparison to what I’m feeling now.
With a beautiful smile on his lips, Cooper moves the sopping wet hair from my face. His list filled eyes lock with mine and then his mouth crashes against mine. This kiss is different from the first one. This one screams of want and desire. His tongue finds mine, and they move in a rhythmic motion, swirling around each other. It reminds me of how close we danced together last night. Every part of me just fits with every part of him.
As I come down from my orgasm, he removes his fingers and I immediately want them back in me. He sees my face turn to a pout and he kisses it away before he takes the fingers he just had in me and puts them into his mouth. Holy shit! My vagina pulses as I watch him lick my essence from his fingers.
“You taste damn good. I’m going to need to taste some more of this soon.”
When he removes his fingers, my eyes stay glued to his mouth. It’s then I realize he’s removing his bathing suit. I watch as he unties the drawstring that holds them up and pushes his shorts down, exposing his long thick dick. He continues to push the shorts farther down and then steps out of them, dropping them on to the floor on top of my bathing suit pieces.
My eyes move back to his hard length as he takes it in his hand and begins to stroke it a few times, never losing eye contact with me. I know it sounds crazy, but I’m seriously wondering how in the world that thing is going to fit inside me.
He must sense my nervousness because he lets go of his dick and moves closer to me, gripping my chin so I’m looking right into his beautiful green eyes. Keeping eye contact with me, he whispers, “Wrap your arms around my neck, baby.”
I do as he says. Then he grabs my ass in his hands and lifts me against the shower wall. It’s cool against my back but feels good against my overheated flesh.
“I plan to take you in the bed, but right now I can’t wait to have you. Are you on birth control? I’m clean.”
He continues to look into my eyes, searching for what, I don’t know. This is where I should tell him I’m a virgin, but instead I simply murmur, “I’m clean and on the pill.”
As soon as he hears those words, without any barriers between us, he presses the head of his dick to my entrance and, in one fluid motion, buries himself inside me. At first, I feel a burning sensation as he rips through my virginity, but after a few minutes, it begins to feel good. Damn good.
I hold onto his hair with my arms around his neck as he moves in and out of me. His hands are holding my ass cheeks tightly as he pulls his dick out slowly, then pushes it back in with more force.
“Fuck, Liz. You’re so tight. It’s like you’re choking my cock.” He pulls out and then thrusts back in. “Fuck, I don’t know how long I’m going to last. It’s never felt this way.”
My orgasm builds higher, until it’s teetering on the edge, as Cooper fucks me with abandon.
“C’mon, baby, give it to me one more time,” he growls.
All too soon, my orgasm slams into me. My walls clench around his dick, and he pumps into me relentlessly, chasing his own release. My head smacks against the shower wall, but I don’t even care. If I die from a concussion from this, I’ll die a very happy girl.
His mouth moves to my neck, sucking hard like he needs an outlet to release all his built-up tension. His thrusts get choppier and his cock begins to swell inside of me as his hands and legs shake from the intensity of his orgasm.
He comes to a complete stop, breathing heavily, and moves his face from out of my neck, giving me a small smile as he carefully sets me on my feet. I’m pretty sure this man just ruined me for every guy whose to come in the future. After we finish washing ourselves, we venture out of the bathroom in our plush towels.
After we get comfy in my bed, he orders room service for dinner, and we watch some television. As we lie together, he rubs up and down my arms absentmindedly. I don’t even think he realizes he’s doing it. It’s like he has to be touching me in some way at all times. As he watches some sports game, I take the opportunity to try to burn every beautiful feature of him into my brain for later, which makes me want him all over again. If tonight is all I get, I need to make it count.
When I start moving down the bed, Cooper looks over at me with a confused expression across his face, but I don’t say anything, letting my actions speak for themselves. I get down to the bottom of the bed and pull the sheets off him, and staring right at me is his big beautiful dick.
I’m not sure if a dick is supposed to be called beautiful, and I’ve never seen one until today, but looking at it up close, I have to say Cooper has one mighty fine looking dick.
He stares down at me, wondering what I am doing, probably wondering why I’m staring at his dick. Taking his hard length into my hands, I stroke it up and down. It feels soft like velvet yet rough. I can’t believe this was in me a little while ago. I kiss the tip of the crown, feeling the smoothness of it across my lips. I look back up, and his brows are raised, but he still hasn’t moved a muscle. I wonder if he realizes this is my first time touching one.
I lick my lips in anticipation before putting the head of his dick between my lips once again. I swirl my tongue over the tip, tasting the little bit of precum that surfaces. I do it once again and Cooper groans out loud. Knowing that I’m causing this reaction from him spurs me on.
I go up higher onto my knees and place my mouth over the entire length and slide it down to the back of my throat, coating it with my saliva. I begin to bob my head up and down, stopping at the top to swirl my tongue around the head.
Cooper takes my hair and moves it out of my way, gripping hold of it tightly, while I continue to deep throat him. Down, up, swirl. Down, up, swirl. I can feel his body begin to tense and feel his grip on my hair go even tighter. The way his dick swells, tells me he’s getting close to his release, so I start going faster, taking him as deep as I can go.
He tries to pull my hea
d off him, but I figure if I’m going to do this I might as well fully commit. I keep going, and if it’s even possible his dick gets harder and thicker, and within a few seconds I can feel the warm, salty, liquid shoot into my mouth and coat my throat. He groans my name as I continue to suck and lick him through his orgasm, swallowing it all down.
When he’s done, I look up at him, hoping it was good for him. His wide smile is confirmation enough that my first blowjob was a success. I get up to wash my mouth out and come back to bed to cuddle with him. I hate that when tomorrow comes this will be the ending, when in another lifetime this would be the beginning.
The food arrives, and after Cooper takes the cart from the guy, he brings it all into the bed.
“I want some of your burger.” Cooper goes to grab a piece and I give him a look that says he’s crazy. He pouts and I laugh, figuring it will be funny to tease him with my juicy burger.
“Mmm… I bet it’s going to be delicious. Maybe you shouldn’t have ordered a salad.”
I take a huge bite of my double bacon cheeseburger, all the condiments packed inside of it dripping down my face. Of course, he starts laughing at me.
“I don’t think your mouth can handle all that. You need to share with me.” He swipes his finger up the side of my mouth, removing the mess I’ve created and puts it into his mouth.
“I handled you just fine, didn’t I?”
“Damn right you did. Now share some of that burger with me.” I give in and bring the burger to his mouth, allowing him to take a bite.
Once we’re finished eating—and Cooper has finished eating almost half my burger—he grabs the empty trays, puts them on the cart, and rolls it outside the door before climbing back into bed. As he gets situated, I’m able to sneak a closer look at his tattoos since he isn’t wearing a shirt.
I notice the tattoo on his arm is of a huge dragon that begins at the top of his shoulder and covers his entire arm with the tail extending to his forearm. There’s writing in the tail, but I can’t make out what it says.
