Cougar Wants [Cougarlicious] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Cooper McKenzie

  Kimber could not help but grin when his fingers released her hair and brushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and down her arms. He sucked a breath when a fingertip brushed over the head of his cock. When she touched him a second time, his cock jerked and grew even longer.

  Instead of continuing, she pulled her fingers and quickly opened his jeans. She needed him inside her immediately, if not sooner. Once they were open, she shoved them down his legs until his cock and balls bobbed free. Before she could climb his body and impale herself on his erection, he stepped back, pulling from her grasp.

  “Hey, come back here,” she demanded softly. “I wanted to play.”

  He ignored her. Leaning forward, he sucked one erect nipple into his mouth while fingers played with her other one. She stopped trying to get away, and instead, she arched her back, wanting to get more of her breast into his mouth. She wrapped an arm around his neck to maintain her balance as his hands pushed her breasts together.

  He took both nipples between his lips and sucked hard on them. She moaned and tightened her grip on him when fire shot across her body from nipples to clit. He continued, suckling hard even after one hand released her breast and slipped to the hem of her dress then up between her legs.

  “Oooo, no panties,” he said around her nipples as his fingers traced from her back hole up her centerline to circle her clit. Then he traced his way back down and slid two fingers into her. He latched onto one breast and bit it gently as his fingers began to piston in and out of her pussy.

  It only took seconds for Kimber’s orgasm to break, battering at her like ocean waves during a storm. She cried out as she held on tight to her mate. He continued playing with her pussy, settling her slowly while not allowing her to relax completely.

  When she opened her eyes and looked at him, all she could say was, “More.”

  “Mmmm, I like the sound of that,” he said with a hungry grin.

  She expected him to fuck her right then and there. Instead, he dropped to his knees in front of her.

  * * * *

  The hot anger of jealousy shocked him when he saw his mate wearing the sexy black dress. She was trying to get his attention and tell him something, and he thought he knew what it was. Though they slept together each night, she was feeling neglected. She needed more from him than his rent and a quick hug and kiss in the mornings before he raced off to one job or another.

  If his crazy work scheduled continued to come before his mate’s needs, he would lose her. And if he lost her, he would certainly either go crazy, or die of the heartbreak.

  When she shoved his jeans out of the way and reached for his cock, he almost lost it and shot a mess all over her dress. Instead, he stepped away, earning her displeasure until he distracted her with fingers and lips and sent her flying through her first release.

  Before she could catch her breath and drive him completely nuts, he knelt before her, lifted her dress up so he could slip his head under it, and then began to lap at her juices. He quickly drove her arousal up again, not stopping until she gushed juices on his face with her second orgasm. He stood and picked her up, once again amazed at how well she fit in his arms.

  Tate carried her to the back of his truck and set her in the bed on a pile of tarps that he had tossed in there just that afternoon. He pulled up his jeans until he climbed into the back of the truck as well.

  “On your hands and knees, sugar. I need to take my mate, kitty style.”

  Tate watched as she quickly moved into position, looking like a sexy little kitty. Needing a minute to cool down so he didn’t come the minute he entered her, Tate crawled around her, stroking her back and shoulders, working his head toward her head. He combed her hair away from her face and gave her a long, deep kiss that had them both panting when he finally moved away. He then pushed her dress down her body, over her hips and down her legs until it reached her knees. She pushed it off and kicked it out of the way. His shirt followed, several heartbeats later, and then he moved to kneel behind her.

  Her body was like a high-powered electric magnet to his, pulling at the head of his cock until he fit it into her opening. Once the head was in, he pressed forward until her hot, wet pussy fully embraced his thick, aching length. Leaning over his mate, he placed his hands next to hers on the tarp. His chest and belly brushed against hers, setting all his nerve endings to tingling.

  “I love you, mate,” he whispered in her ear as he began moving back and forth, rocking his cock in and out. “I’m sorry I’ve been putting work ahead of you.”

  She made a whining sound as she rocked back and forth. He was moving faster and faster, and her movements were slower, so sometimes she moved with him and other times in counterpoint to him. He thought his head was going to explode because of the pressure building in his balls, but he needed just a little more. Straightening, Tate wrapped his hands around her hips and took over her movements.

  He guided her hips back as his moved forward, slamming their bodies together with even more power. He chuffed with pleasure when her arms gave out and her shoulders and upper body dropped to the tarp.

  “Oooo,” she cried as her pussy muscles massaged up and down his cock as she came again. “I love you, Tate.”

  “Oh, mate, I love you, too,” he said as his hips slammed home one last time before he came with a roar.

  His cock pulsed so hard that his vision dimmed. Her warm wetness clenched hard around his cock as his semen jetted deep into her pussy. It took several minutes before he was able to move enough to release the tight hold he had on her hips. She didn’t seem to mind, not complaining as he held himself deep inside her cavern.

  Once they finally relaxed and could breathe again, he eased from her core with a sad sigh. Sitting back, he worked his jeans back up before settling on his large toolbox. He was happy she did not fight him when he pulled her up onto his lap. Cuddling her close, he began petting her again, unable to keep his hands off her. This time he concentrated on loving and not arousing touches.

  When she finally stopped trembling, he pulled her dress back over her head and then asked, “So, what did you want to talk about?”

  He waited patiently as she took several deep breaths. Finally, she said softly, “I know earning money and going back to school is important to you, but if I’m your mate, shouldn’t I be more important? You’re still treating me like a roommate, and that hurts.”

  “I’m sorry,” he said, rubbing a hand up and down her back. “I’ve been missing you, too.”

  She remained silent for a few minutes, and he enjoyed just having her in his arms. Finally she said, “I hope you won’t get mad, but I called your bosses and told them you were taking the next three days off. You’re exhausted, and we need some time to figure things out.”

  “You did that for me?” Instead of anger that she had stepped in and gone behind his back, Tate felt gratitude fill him.

  She nodded then tilted her head back to look at him. “You’re not mad?”

  He met her gaze and smiled. “No, sugar, I’m happy you felt strongly enough to do it. Did anyone give you any problems?”

  She smiled back. “Actually they were happy you were going to take some time off. They both agreed with me that you work too much.”

  “So, I have three days off, huh? What will I do with all that time?”

  Her smile turned sexy, and she lifted an eyebrow at him. “I have a few ideas about that.”

  “Hot damn, then what are we doing sitting here? Let’s go home and talk about your ideas.” Tate’s heart sped up, and his cock began inflating again. “And when we’re done with your ideas, I have a few thoughts of my own.”

  Kimber licked his cheek before climbing from his lap. “I just hope none of them have anything to do with laundry or cooking,” she said.

  “Not a one, though there is one that involved the porch swing. And at some point before Monday, we will be visiting your parents, so I can assure them I’m not an ax murderer or something before I propo
se.”

  Chapter 10

  “I can’t believe it,” Kimber said six weeks later on the first night of their girls’ weekend. They’d chosen a club in the military town about ten miles from where their beach house was located.

  “What?” Stacy asked, looking at her friend.

  “Even here, where the men outnumber women by three to one, the old men are dancing with younger women,” Kimber nodded to the dance floor.

  “Isn’t that why we went for younger men?” Gwen asked.

  “And cougars in their own right?” Stacy added.

  Kimber had to giggle when she thought back to that afternoon when the others had arrived at the beach house. Tate had recognized the shape-shifting nature of the other men, and as the women fixed dinner, the men discussed it between themselves before sharing their secrets with the women. That information sent the three friends into tear-producing laughter. They had become cougars by finding love with younger men who were were real, live, shape-shifting cougars.

  A warm hand traced down her spine just before Tate said, “Why don’t we show them that older women are sexier than the young ones? ’Cause you in that little black dress is something to drool over.”

  Kimber giggled again, feeling so much younger than her forty years. “Okay.”

  Before he moved to allow her out of the U-shaped booth the six of them had squeezed into, he leaned in and whispered directly in her ear, “Then I think it’s time to go back home.”

  “But it’s early,” she pointed out.

  “Maybe so, but I’ve got plans for that sexy ass of yours that do not include an audience,” he said before he nipped at her earlobe.

  “Oh really?”

  “Yes, it involves my cock taking that sexy ass and making you come so hard you will be still wobbling at the breakfast table tomorrow morning.”

  Kimber pulled her head back and looked at her mate, amazed at his boldness with the others sitting so close, even if they were involved in their own intimate conversations. “Even with the others in the house?”

  “Uh-huh. This is our weekend away, and we’re going to have as much fun as we can squeeze into it,” he said before sliding from the booth and helping her to her feet.

  The others joined them in the slow dance before all agreed that making an early evening of it would be a good idea. Once they returned to the big three-story house on the beach, Kimber said a quick good-night before Tate led her up the stairs to their suite on the third floor.

  After closing and locking the door, Kimber stood staring at the door. Her nerves began jangling at the thought of what he was planning to do, with her friends just feet below them. Before she could open the door and run out to the beach, soft jazzy music they found they both liked filled the silence. A moment later, warm hands settled on her shoulders and began to massage her knotted-up shoulder muscles.

  “Relax, sugar. If you don’t want to do this, we won’t,” Tate said, his voice soft and gentle. He brushed his lips across the back of her bare neck and then up the side of her neck.

  Kimber moaned and tilted her head, allowing him full access. She leaned back into him as his hands worked their way down the front of her body to cup her breasts. She didn’t fight when he turned her and pulled her close.

  “I want to, but—” she whispered just before he kissed her.

  When he broke the kiss long moments later, she was pressing her body against him, rubbing herself against the erection she felt through his slacks.

  “Dance with me,” he said, sliding his hands down her back.

  She nodded and followed wherever he led. As they danced, she pulled his shirt from his slacks and began to stroke his back. He kept himself busy pulling up the back of her dress until his hands cupped her bare ass cheeks. As one song ended and the next began, their dancing slowed and became a mutual striptease as they slowly undressed one another.

  Once they were naked, instead of throwing her down and just taking her as she wished he would, he wrapped his arms around her and continued dancing. He shifted so his cock pressed against one hip and slipped a hand between her legs to stroke his fingers up and down her center. She gasped when he tweaked her clit and sighed when two fingers slipped into her pussy.

  Her arousal grew until her legs refused to hold her up any longer. Sliding down his body, she knelt and dragged her tongue across the tip of his cock, earning a low-throated growl from her mate. Parting her lips, she took him in and laved his cock, using all the things that she had learned over the last weeks that made his toes curl.

  “Oh, sugar, that feels so damn good,” he moaned, threading his fingers through her hair as his hips began to shift.

  She cupped his balls in one hand and rolled them gently as she began to suck on his shaft. He groaned then stepped back, pulling from her grasp. “That mouth of yours is lethal, mate.”

  He bent and lifted her, sitting her so she sat on the edge of the bed. He pushed her knees farther apart and moved between them. The bed was high enough that he did not have to bend his knees as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down, wetting it in her abundant juices.

  With one hand in the center of her chest, he pushed her to lay back then lifted her knees to her chest before pulling her even closer to the edge of the bed. Still in no hurry, he used one hand to guide his cock up and down from puckered star to clit and back again. After the third pass he pushed his cock into her pussy and began stroking. Kimber moaned and began panting, her arousal climbing for the stars once again.

  When he reached below and used her juices to lube her back hole, everything in her tightened. His pistoning carried her higher and higher until her orgasm exploded over her.

  She was still convulsing when he pulled out then moaned loudly when he pressed for entrance into her back passage. Over the past weeks, he had played extensively back there, playing and bringing her to several intense orgasms. Just a few nights before, he had used her favorite vibe on her, bringing her to a screaming orgasm in preparation for this moment.

  Without his saying a word, she took deep breaths and pushed out as he slowly pressed deeper and deeper. He did not stop until the curly hairs that surrounded the base of his cock brushed against her ass cheeks. Instead of moving once, he filled her completely. He held steady until she could not stand it any further.

  “Move, dammit,” she said, reaching out with both arms.

  He leaned forward so she could grab his forearms then began a slow, easy fucking, which lasted until she growled at him and used his arms for leverage to move herself faster and harder on his cock. He purred loudly as his hips began moving faster and faster. She zoomed into another orgasm when he reached between them and stroked a finger over her engorged clit.

  “Oh God, mate. I love you so damn much,” he cried out as he thrust even deeper before crying out his release.

  She screamed as her orgasm exploded even hotter when he pinched her clit as his cock jerked and heat filled her ass. He collapsed over her, resting on his forearms as they recovered and caught their breath.

  Finally Tate eased from her, disappearing into to the bathroom to clean up. He returned a moment later and cleaned her up as well before moving them to the center of the bed where they curled together.

  “How are you feeling, sweetheart?”

  “That was…was…wow,” she said with a soft giggle.

  “Yeah, it was,” he said, kissing her and cuddling her closer. “So, madam cougar, are you happy?”

  She giggled as she kissed his chest. “I can’t believe that not only did we women all become cougars, but we all ended up with our own cougar cubs for mates.”

  “I, for one, am very happy that you did,” he said, kissing her deeply as his cock surged to life between them once again.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Cooper McKenzie always thought she had been born a hundred years too late, but appreciates air conditioning, computers and other conveniences of mo
dern day living. She enjoys the slower pace of New Bern, North Carolina as well as the history and small town community found there. In addition to dreaming up her next story, Cooper enjoys reading everything except scary books, singing in her church choir, and needle-weaving.

  Also by Cooper McKenzie

  Siren Classic: Pyrate’s Treasure 1: Goldie

  Siren Classic: Pyrate’s Treasure 2: Emerald

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