by Haven, Leila
Cooper continued to idly play with my boobs and the nipples while he kissed me. His body twined with mine as he pulled me closer to him. My leg hooked over his waist, holding him against me.
One of Cooper’s hands delved lower, sliding over my body as if my skin was made of silk. He reached the elastic of my panties, pulling it upwards so he could slip underneath.
There was no stopping his exploration. His hand moved over the curve of my ass before cupping it in his palm. He was so close to my most intimate area that it barely had time to register before his fingertips reached my pussy.
His hand slipped between my legs and just barely grazed my folds. He was teasing me, deliberately not giving me everything until I was just about writhing with need. I liked the game. I would play it every day if he let me.
“Okay, baby, let’s get you naked,” Cooper said as he rolled me away. He pushed up onto his knees, my skin feeling the loss of his warmth immediately. He grabbed both sides of my panties and tugged them downwards until they hooked around my ankles and were free. “Spread your legs for me. I want to see that tight little cunt of yours.”
There was no time for being embarrassed or hesitant. I had to please my dom and would do whatever it took. I parted my legs and he held them apart, inspecting my goods until he was satisfied.
With one hand, he tickled my clit, just barely grazing the skin but making me want to beg for more in the process. “Sexy girl. I can’t wait to pound into your cunt until you’re screaming with pleasure. Do you want that too, babe?”
“Yes, sir.”
He tapped on my pussy, making me jump from the sudden rush of joy. One of the websites had mentioned spanking. I couldn’t wait until he decided I needed some discipline.
“Good girl.”
He leaned down, his warm breath tickling my skin before his tongue started lapping at my clit. He treated me to long strokes down my private region, sucking my clit every time he wanted to see me squirm with delight.
The heat pooled in my belly quickly, sending a rush of adrenaline through my body. The orgasm quickly built to something I couldn’t control any longer.
I cried out Cooper’s name as he nibbled on my clit, his tongue buried between my folds. He continued to suckle while I rode out my orgasm.
My heartbeat was thundering in my chest, about ready to pop out of my chest with the level of pleasure that was coursing through my body.
The ecstasy refused to abate, making me feel like I was high on the climax, soaring through the clouds in the sky like I was a part of them. My pussy was throbbing with its happiness, making me want to worship the man between my legs for the level of pleasure he had given me.
When I was able to open my eyes again, Cooper was moving into a sitting position. His hands were still on my ankles, holding my legs apart and having full access to everything I had for him.
“You taste mighty fine, babe. Did you enjoy that?” He smacked his lips together to reiterate his statement. I could see my juices on his chin, which made my cheeks burn. I was also a little embarrassed about how quickly I had lost control.
“It was fantastic,” I panted out. If that was only a taste of what the billionaire could do, then I knew I had made the right decision by agreeing to his arrangement. I’d never experienced such a rush before.
“You’re going to learn orgasm control,” he continued. “When we’re playing, you are not allowed to experience an orgasm until I tell you to. You don’t do anything without my permission.”
“How do I hold off?”
“You’ll learn over time. Eventually, it will be my voice that makes you come. Right now, I want to explore more of your body and see what else makes you climax.”
His smile was wicked and deadly. He was the master of my body and he genuinely wanted to know every inch of my skin. I was more than happy for him to keep exploring, and experimenting.
He grabbed the hem of his polo shirt and pulled the fabric over his head. His chest was a glorious sight in and of itself. Rippling, chiseled muscles covered his tanned skin, each one perfect on his six-pack. I wanted to lick every muscle individually.
“You’re making me so hard, babe.” Cooper picked up my hand and placed it over the bulge in his jeans. I could feel his hard erection encased in the fabric. “But today’s about you. We’ll get to me later.”
“I don’t mind, I can—”
“Remember the rules, Emily. You do what I say.”
Even with his warning still lingering in the air, he didn’t look unhappy with me at all. He was probably just as excited to give me a spanking as I was to receive one. Maybe I would have to be a bad girl soon.
Cooper shifted to hover over me again. The feel of his bare chest against my skin was hot and welcomed. I only wished he was completely naked so I could give him some of the joy he was giving me.
He moved up my body, kissing my skin until we were eye to eye. Cooper reached up and grabbed something. They were a set of straps, one end attached to the bed with the other forming a leather cuff. He proceeded to secure me to the bed, one arm attached to each side as I started to resemble half a starfish.
Cooper sat back on his heels to admire his handiwork. “God, you’re sexy. I’ve got you exactly how I want you.”
“Yes, sir.” I’d never been tied up before and it was far sexier than I had ever thought it would be. I was completely surrendering everything I had to him, trusting that he would take care of me while I didn’t have any control.
My pussy easily sprung to life again, pulsing for the strong man to give me more pleasure. I wanted his hands on me, even if mine couldn’t be on him.
Cooper moved to the end of the bed and pulled out some more straps. He secured my splayed-out legs so I could hide nothing from him. I was bare naked and open for him.
“That’s better,” he said, his eyes ablaze with ferocious desire.
He grabbed something from a drawer by the wall and sat next to me on the bed. He held up a small piece of metal. “Know what this is?”
“No, sir.”
“It’s a nipple clamp. I’m going to use it on you. Do you know what a safe word is?” I shook my head. “Words, Emily. I need you to speak.”
“No, sir, I don’t know what a safe word is.”
“That’s better. A safe word is one you can use in this room if everything gets too much for you. If you merely say no, I’m not going to stop. Sometimes you’re going to be begging me to stop, but that’s all part of the play. The only way to get me to quit is by saying the safe word. What do you want it to be?”
I said the first thing that came to mind. “Cherry.”
“Cherry it is, then. I hope you never have to use it, but you can if you need to. Trust that I’m not going to hurt you, Emily.”
He reached over me and took one of my breasts in his hands. The nipple was a hard little pebble as he teased it some more. The clip wound around the nipple before he let it tighten.
Little shocks of pain radiated outwards from the clip but it was nothing I couldn’t handle. I trusted Cooper; if he wanted me to try something, then I would let him. He seemed to know more about my body than I did at that point.
He placed another clamp on the other nipple, the cold metal taut around my breasts. The pain didn’t last, leaving a tight feeling that wasn’t unpleasant.
“Good. They’re staying there until we finish.” He gave my boob a squeeze, making pleasure pulse through me. I’d always loved having my breasts played with, but Billy had been terrible at giving them any attention. Cooper seemed to like them as much as I did.
Cooper stood up beside the bed and unzipped his jeans. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as I watched him pull his penis free from the fabric.
It was huge, far bigger than I’d ever seen before in my sheltered life. He had every right to be proud of his member as it hung hard and curved upwards. “See what you do to me?” he said, stroking his penis until it grew even bigger.
I wanted to taste it, I wanted
to ride it, I wanted to do everything I possibly could with his member. I was impatient, but I would have to wait for him to decide on the time.
He deftly slid his jeans off and discarded them on the floor. Seeing Cooper naked was a dream come true. From the moment I had first seen him, I had known he was sexy, but the admiration and attraction I felt for him were increasing with every second that passed.
He crawled onto the bed and settled between my legs. His cock was dangerously close to the apex of my thighs, bobbing between us with a promise of filling me to the maximum.
His body covered mine once more, the weight of his erection resting on my belly. He shifted so that his cock slid between my folds. He slowly ground himself along me, his cock rubbing my clit and making me as horny as hell. I wanted him inside me, around me, everywhere he could possibly be.
“Hmmm. You feel good, babe.”
“So do you, sir.”
“I can’t wait to come inside you. Your tight little hole is going to feel great around my knob.”
I loved the dirty talk. It was like in this room I could play out all the fantasies I’d always had and been too embarrassed about to share with anyone. I wasn’t Small Town Emily anymore, I was a sexy minx who was desired by the hottest of men.
Cooper shifted again so that his cock was ready and willing at my entrance. He pushed in slowly, stretching me open so I could take him easily. My juices were flowing freely, lubricating the action without the need for any external lubricants.
“Ah, you feel so good,” Cooper groaned.
His hips rocked back and forth, continuing to enter me until I was completely full and he was buried deep within. His balls padded against my skin, letting me know he was fully encased.
We were completely connected, and not just physically. It felt like Cooper and I were on the same wavelength now, like we were a real couple. I embraced the feeling of completeness we were sharing in the moment.
Cooper started thrusting in earnest, his cock gliding out of me before shoving back in again. My hips rocked with the movement, meeting his and making sure he could go as deep as possible with every thrust.
My body was on fire, my cheeks were flushed, and I was already on the verge of another orgasm which was going to prove even more powerful than the first one. Cooper was moaning his delight, whispering encouragement in my ear and letting me know he was enjoying himself immensely.
All the nerves in my body were blazing with heat as I felt him between my legs. His fingers were magnificent, but his cock was on a whole other level. He used it masterfully, knowing exactly how to move it so that it would give me the most intense pleasure possible.
I couldn’t think about anything other than the man on top of me. Not being able to touch him the way he was touching me was frustrating, but exhilarating at the same time. He was completely in control of my body and he was already proving what a good decision I had made.
“Come for me, Emily,” Cooper whispered. I hadn’t thought a command could be so effective before. With just those muttered words, the orgasm tore through me and shredded me apart.
The sensations ran over my heated skin, turning me into molten lava. The joyous waves washed over me in a continuous barrage that wasn’t going to end anytime soon. So much pleasure from one person—it was too much. But it was really just the beginning of our sessions in the playroom.
“Ah, fuck!” Cooper grunted as his own orgasm took him away. His cock twitched and pulsed inside me, showering me with his juices as they mingled with my own. We were both lost now, awash in the sea of happiness.
We remained connected for a long time. My breathing was ragged for ages before I could finally start piecing myself back together again. It felt like I had shattered into a million different parts and it was only Cooper keeping me whole.
He showered me with more kisses before he pulled out of me. Cooper cuddled up to my side, gently removing the nipple clamps and causing a new round of pleasure to course through me.
“You did really well, Emily. I can already tell we’re going to have a lot of fun in this room together.” He sighed with contentment before loosening my restraints. He lay back down again and cradled me to his side. My fingers idly traced the outlines of the muscles on his chest now that I was finally able to touch them.
I was sleepy and satisfied, warm and content as I cuddled up to Cooper. Our chance meeting had not just been luck. It had to have been fate. We ran in different circles; there was no doubt we would never have met under any other circumstances.
I’d been so determined to get a job when I had entered the adult sex store, but I’d had no idea it would end up like this. Being Cooper’s submissive was going to be easy. It almost felt like I was the one taking advantage of him, but it was clear we had the beginnings of a long partnership.
I fell asleep with the taste of his kisses on my lips. The playroom was going to be my favorite room of the mansion, that was crystal clear.
Chapter 6
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When I awoke I was alone. And in my own bed. There were no traces of Cooper, making it seem like the whole experience in the playroom had been just a fantastically erotic dream.
But I knew it wasn’t. Being in the apartment within the mansion was proof enough. It was really happening, and it felt even better than winning the lottery.
Cooper was all mine. The billionaire bachelor that the female population lusted after belonged to me. Just like I belonged to him.
I stretched and checked the time – it was after noon. I’d slept for a couple of hours. I wondered how many of those minutes had been spent next to Cooper. Had he just left me after returning me to my own bed? Or had we cuddled together for a while beforehand?
Next time I would make sure to stay awake so I knew the answer for sure. I wanted to know everything about Cooper King; there was no detail too small.
My stomach rumbled, reminding me I needed to eat. I threw on some clothes and hurried downstairs, through the maze of corridors to reach the kitchen. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Cooper standing by the sink.
“Ah, you’re awake,” he exclaimed happily. He was holding a mug of coffee, which he held up. “Would you like tea or coffee?”
The enigmatic billionaire was prepared to make me a hot beverage? There seemed to be so much I didn’t know about the man. “Coffee would be great, thank you.” I slid onto the stool at the counter and watched his every move.
Cooper’s body was as beautiful as a temple, so muscled and sculptured that he would have made a better statue in a museum than an actual person. When he reached into the top cupboard for a mug, all his sleek lines were on display.
“Cream and two sugars, right?” he asked. I wondered how exactly he knew how I liked my coffee. The cook from the day before must have told him. Either that or it was a lucky guess.
“Yes, please.” He served up the coffee, steam rising from the mug in wisps that quickly disappeared. “You don’t have to be at work today?”
He sat on the stool beside me, so close our knees touched. “I scheduled nothing for today so we could get to know each other better.”
“Aren’t you really busy?”
A chuckle escaped his lips. God, I loved it when he laughed. I just wanted to kiss his smile. “Very busy. But right now you’re more important than anything else. Besides, my assistant has my cell phone number. She’ll call if there is an emergency.”
He was taking time out of his schedule just for me. It was sweet that he prioritized me when he had so many other things going on. If he was that committed to making our relationship work, then I would make sure I was too. This wasn’t just a job, it was the beginning of an adventure we were sharing.
I already knew I could easily fall in love with the man. It felt completely right being with him. If it hadn’t, there was no way I could have done what I did with him earlier. The universe had brought us together, and I couldn’t wait to see where it would take us.
Cooper didn’t
stay on the stool for more than a few minutes before he pulled a platter of sandwiches out of the refrigerator. He placed them on the counter between us, tearing back the plastic wrap and balling it to throw in the trash.
“I hope you don’t mind sandwiches for lunch. Ricardo wanted to go grocery shopping, and I find it best if I never say no to the man.” Cooper’s cheeks dimpled when he smiled. They were possibly the most adorable cheeks in the world. I felt like an old lady, just itching to pinch them.
I picked up one of the little triangles and took a bite. They weren’t ordinary PB&J sandwiches. They would have been more at home in a high-end French patisserie. “Of course I don’t mind. These things are amazing.”
