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Story: Ours Later

His mouth, I can’t deal. The sounds coming out of my mouth are foreign, my body tightening in preparation for something.

I’ve never masturbated, I was never interested. My pussy clenches again around Cooper’s fingers, and I scream when he expertly curls them inside of me. Shuddering, pleasure rolls over my body as if in slow motion. My fingers clench, my eyes roll, and my toes curl as I come all over his fingers and face.

I can hear how wet I am as Coop fucks me through my orgasm with his fingers. I can’t catch my breath, so I pant in wheezing gasps as he slowly puts my legs on the couch.

Pulling his shirt off one handed, he wipes his face with it, looking extremely pleased with himself.

“I am ruined for other women,” he mutters, getting onto his knees to push his sweatpants off his hips. His cock springs out of it proudly, my eyes draw to it. “I promise you it’ll fit.”

I can hear Cooper’s amusement before looking up at him. I’m still a puddle, and I think I’m broken. I can’t get up.Nope, he already ruined my pussy for anyone else.

“I’m glad to hear it,” he barks out a laugh and I gasp, covering my mouth as I realize I said all of that. “Come here, silly.”

Sitting up, my jaw drops at how big of a wet spot there is. “Wow,” I whisper.

“Don’t apologize for that or I’ll be taking you over my knee again instead of fucking you, Princess,” Cooper rumbles.

“No, thank you,” I say, unable to think of anything else as he pulls me into his lap. Cooper’s cock bobs against his abs now that he is naked, and he grins evilly at me.

“I broke you,” he chuckles. Reaching over into the table next to him, he pulls out a condom.

“That’s handy,” I squeak as I watch him tear it with his teeth.

“A couple of things,” Cooper says as he pulls out the condom. Stretching it over his cock, I watch as he rolls it down.

“I put that in the drawer this morning in case we needed it. I don’t bring anyone into my home and neither does Ethan. I’vealso only ever had sex with a condom and I’m completely clean. Same with my son.”

“That’s a lot to take in,” I rasp, raising my gaze to meet his eyes.

“I want you to know I’m not having sex with anyone else except for you after this. I’ll tell my assistant we’re done and she’ll accept it. That means that you’ll be taking over her duties as my sex slave,” he says seriously. “If I text you, you’re in my office on your knees for me.”

“Holy… wow.” I catch myself. “You were serious about this.”

“Yep. I live on the edge between control and rage. I love my job, but I can only keep it together for so long,” he explains.

Dipping his head, he pulls my nipple into his mouth. Moaning, I thread my fingers through his hair as he sucks and nips at it.

Lifting my hips as I straddle him, I rock against his cock, needing the stimulation. Cooper wraps his arm around me, lining his cock at my entrance.

“Your choice, but you belong to me after this. Fly or fall, I’ll catch you, Princess. I promise,” he says.

I’m nervous, my body is pebbled in goosebumps, but I trust the intense heat in his eyes.

“Yes,” I pant. My heart is pounding with anticipation as he pulls me down onto his cock as he shifts his hips forward. I can feel so much as he drags along my inner walls. He feels so big, and I gasp at the sting of pain as he goes deeper.

“Fuck, baby,” he groans, burying his face in my neck. Moving his right hand to my clit, he rubs firmly with his thumb. The pain starts to leave as I start to rock up and down, supported by his arms. “Do what feels right, Princess. I’m yours to use until I have to take over.”

Cooper appears to be almost in pain as I ride his cock, neck muscles straining as I manage to take more and more of him deeper.

Groaning, my eyes roll when my thighs meet his, and I grinddown on his cock. Keening, I vaguely hear him praising me as his hands squeeze my ass as he mutters under his breath. My mother wasn’t much for explaining what the different designations were. In fact, she kept telling me I was a useless beta, not even good enough to sell off in marriage.

“Nina,” Cooper growls.

“I’m trying, Daddy,” I moan. Too many thoughts exist in my mind, but they drift away as I shift my hips and find bliss.

His cock was made to hit all of my pleasure zones it seems, and I take his advice.

I just feel.