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Story: Ours Later

“Ethan and I were both very hurt by your mother’s decision to get a divorce,” he says softly as he drops to his knees and unbuttons my pants. “I thought it was something I did for a long time, and I beat myself over it, which my son saw. He refuses to date at all.”

“Really?” I say softly as Cooper peels off my pants and panties.

“Yep. Neither of us joke much anymore which is why he surprised me as he left. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him whistle.”

I’m naked except for my bra and socks, which Cooper fixes quickly. Tossing my bra to the side, he bites his lip as he stares down at me. “So beautiful, and such a damn brat,” he murmurs.

“Is this where the punishment happens?” I sass. When his dark brows arch at me, I know I fucked up. “Cooper…”

“Sir or no sir, Princess,” he growls. “Yes, this is absolutely where punishment happens.” His hands wrap around my waist before he throws me over his shoulder and spanks my ass hard.

“Ow! What is with spanking me?!” I yell.

“I think you like it. I’m going to test out a theory for academic purposes. If you come, you’re going to quit your job, go online shopping, and then drive to school with me,” he says.

“What’s wrong with my car?” I sass.

“I’m going to have Ethan take it to the mechanic to make sure it’s not going to explode on the drive to school,” Cooper snarks back. “I’m sure you haven’t been able to get it maintained well, and I want you to be safe.”

“This sounds like a recurring theme,” I mutter. “Safety, Sir.”

“Fuck yes it is, Princess,” Cooper says, spanking my other ass cheek hard enough to make me gasp. Lifting me onto my feet, he frowns at me. “I broke my promise to you, not realizing how far your mother would go to control you.”

I think about what really happened before I ran. Mom didn’t let me leave, she said she was going to come back with men who would take me away until I could be trusted to make better decisions. Running was a better solution than living my life locked away. No thank you.

“I didn’t realize it either, Sir,” I mumble. I shiver as my eyes travel to the floor. I don’t like to remember what my mother is capable of.

“Hey, I’m here. Nina?” Cooper cups my face, forcing me to look up at him. “You’re keeping things from me, aren’t you, Princess?”

My eyes widen because it’s obvious. I’m a terrible liar. Pulling me with him as he sits on the couch, his hands move slowly over my body.

“I’m a little jealous I haven’t gotten a kiss yet,” he grunts. “I’m going to indulge myself before I spank your ass red for being a brat, sassing me, and keeping things from me. I’m keeping a tally of this shit.”

I open my mouth to complain, because I don’t know if I like being spanked yet, when his fingers grip my hair at the base of my skull and he kisses me. Both father and son devour when they kiss, and I moan and whimper into his mouth.

Cooper groans, grinding me against his erection. God, now that I’ve seen his cock, I really don’t know if it’s going to fit inside of me.

“I don’t have a lot of control, beautiful,” he growls. “I’m going to spank you, edge you, and fuck you in that order. Are you on the pill?”

“N-no,” I stutter. “There’s never been any reason for it and —”

“Princess, you’re fine,” Cooper coos. “I’ll use a condom, just for you.”

“I’m sorry,” I whisper. I don’t even know why I’m apologizing, but I feel like I did something wrong.

“Don’t apologize,” he smiles. “I need to make sure we’re safe. If I cum inside of you with the purpose of filling you until you’re pregnant with my baby, you’ll know it because it’s a conversation we’ve had already.”

My eyes widen in surprise. I’ve never had anyone speak to me like this.

“You look surprised,” he teases me, turning me until my head is dangling toward the ground. His powerful legs are spread wide enough to accommodate my body, and his hand squeezes and rubs my ass.

Slowly, his other hand spreads my cheeks, and I shiver as I feel myself exposed to the warm air in the room. Cooper runs his finger through my curls, grunting as he finds my slick. I don’t know if I’m supposed to shave or not, and?—

“You’re thinking too damn hard, Princess,” he grunts, spanking my pussy. Shuddering, I feel my walls clench as I gasp. “Be my good girl now and pay attention to me.”

“Sorry, Sir,” I whisper. As if in reward, Cooper rubs my clit gently, making me moan. While Ethan licked and sucked my pussy through my panties last night, no one has ever touched me this intimately.

“You’re so goddamn perfect,” Cooper growls. “Take a finger for me.”