Watch Me - Page 109

I enter the apartment and it’s quiet. The TV isn’t on. The dishwasher runs with the guys’ dinner dishes. I check the library, but no one is in there, either. Maybe they’re still at work?

I consider going up to the office, but they could just as likely be at the gym. I don’t know if they go out to bars or have other obligations I won’t be a part of. At least our deal includes them only having sex with me, so I don’t have to worry about them picking up women.

After changing into pajamas, I return to the living room. I nestle into the corner of the sectional and open a book on my phone. My eyes get heavy.

The next thing I know, someone lifts me into his arms. His clean and crisp scent surrounds me.

“Coop?”

“Shh. Just bringing you to bed.”

I snuggle into his warmth. “Where were you guys?”

“We had some last-minute work to get done.” That wakes me up.

“Why didn’t you let me know? I could have helped.”

Chuckling, he carries me into his bedroom and closes the door. “You need time off too, sweetheart. You deserved to have a girls’ night with Hope. We got it done.”

Without me. I almost pout as he sets me on my feet.

His thumb trails along my lower lip. “We won’t make it a habit, okay? If we’re working late, we’ll let you know.”

“Good.” I meet his light blue eyes. He better mean that.

His hand cups my jaw as he lowers his mouth to take mine. He still has on his dress shirt and slacks from work today. Rising on my tiptoes, I reach behind his neck and pull out the pins holding his hair in its bun.

His dark hair is silky soft as I shift it through my hands. He deepens the kiss, dancing his tongue against mine. His kisses could last me forever. His hands slide my shorts down and off. Breaking the kiss, he lifts my shirt over my head.

I undo the buttons on his shirt and shove it off his shoulders before working on his pants. Soon we stand in just our underwear, still kissing and exploring each other’s skin.

Releasing my mouth, he presses his forehead into mine. “What do you think?”

Think? I blink up at him. I wasn’t doing a lot of thinking currently. My breasts are pressed against his chest, his hard cock rests against my stomach, and my pussy is hot and wet and ready.

“About?”

He slides his hands into the sides of my underwear. “I want to try tonight.”

He drops to his knee before me as he lowers my panties. My brain just isn’t latching onto what he’s saying.

“Try?”

“I want to fuck your ass tonight, sweetheart.” His blue eyes peer up at me before he leans in and licks my pussy. I gasp as his tongue explores me, fanning the flames of lust even higher.

I thread my fingers into his hair, not really thinking about what he wants to do as he pushes me back to sit on the edge of the bed. He spreads my legs and flicks his tongue over my clit. My fingers grip his hair as he takes his time with his tongue and lips, sucking and thrusting until I’m panting with need.

He doesn’t relent, pushing me higher and higher until I tumble over the edge into oblivion. My pussy pulsing, hot and empty.

“Coop.” I tug at his hair. I need him inside me.

He grins. “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you tonight.”

He stands and goes to his drawer of goodies. Still breathing heavily, I sit on the edge of the bed, watching him sort through things. He drops his boxers to the floor and brings back a handful of toys.

“Will it hurt?” Sometimes the toys hurt a little. I keep my eyes locked with his.

His face softens as he kneels between my legs.