Page 10 of Cooper & Jake (Gomillion High Reunion #2)
Jake slaps my butt again, with a little more force this time, chuckling. “That’s good to know.” We step under the spray of the hot water, and I instantly feel more relaxed. Jake wraps his arms around me, holding me as steam billows all around us. “Is this better?”
“Much. Now let’s get clean so we can get dirty again.”
We take turns washing one another, and I may spend a little bit longer than is strictly necessary cleaning his cock.
I can’t help it; it’s gorgeous. It’s long and thick with a perfect mushroom head at the tip.
He’s so damn hard under my touch, but I don’t stroke him.
I don’t want him coming unless it’s in my ass.
After I clean him, he finishes me up and then we rush to dry ourselves off.
“Wait for me on the bed. I’ll be right there.”
“Okay,” I reply, easily following his command.
I dash into the room, running to the dresser to grab something I want to see if he’ll use. Jake leaves me waiting for far too long, and when he finally shows, I’m a whimpering mess, my hand stuck to my cock.
“Couldn’t wait, I see,” he tsks, shaking his head. “So impatient.”
“I’m so fucking horny,” I groan, stroking my dick roughly.
“Tell me what you want, Cooper.”
“I want you to put your hands all over me.” My cock jerks at the thought of Jake’s touch, and I close my eyes. “I want you to fuck me so damn hard I feel you every time I take a step tonight.”
“Trust me, baby, I can do that.” I watch as he reaches down toward his jeans and pulls a condom out of his wallet. “No, I didn’t plan for this to happen. I always have one just in case.”
“Yeah, don’t wanna hear about that. But, uh, I did want to ask if there’s something you might be into?”
“Hit me. You can always be open with me.”
“So, I’m not totally into BDSM, but I like a little extra oomph,” I tell him sheepishly, my cheeks heating rapidly.
It’s constantly nerve-wracking to tell men what I’m into.
Some are okay with it, and some are completely turned off.
But I realized long ago that I deserve to have sex the way I want, and that I should always be open with my partners about what I’m looking for.
“Like what?” He doesn’t back away. No, this amazing man steps closer to me, placing his knee on the side of the bed.
“I really enjoy spanking,” I tell him first, my nerves starting to dissipate when he nods his head excitedly. “And I really like to be tied up. But if you’re not into that, it’s okay.”
“Oh no,” his gruff voice says, and he approaches me. “I’d love to tie you up, Cooper. God, yes, I want to do that so badly.”
“I might have grabbed this out of my dresser in the hopes you would say that.” I pull out my black tie from under the pillow and dangle it in front of Jake’s face. “Maybe we can start off easy. Tie my hands to the headboard?”
“I can do that, baby.” Jake takes the tie from me, sifting it through his fingers as he feels the fabric. He gives it a gentle tug, his eyebrow raising in my direction. “I’m going to love using this. Put your hands up next to the bars.”
I do what he says, raising my arms slowly and putting them next to the rod with my wrists together.
Jake moves up next to my head and expertly wraps the silk around my hands and then around the railings.
I give it an experimental tug, noting that while it’s not loose, it’s snug enough that I won’t be going anywhere.
“Hell yes,” I pant, my dick twitching as I keep pulling at the tie.
Jake stands up and walks back toward the foot of the bed. He uses his teeth to rip open the packet and rolls the condom down his length. After slathering his dick in lube, he kneels on the bed and rubs circles on my ankles.
“I’m going to be one hundred percent honest with you: I’m nervous as hell. How we went from not seeing each other in twenty years and barely knowing one another to now, where I’m about to have my cock stretching you open. It’s so damn surreal.”
“Yeah,” I pant, nodding my head. “So surreal, but uh—let’s curb this conversation for later. I’m really horny, and I’ve been needing your dick all morning.”
“Fuck,” he breathes, swaying forward. “You’re right. We have plenty of time to talk about this. I’m going to suck your dick now, is that okay?”
“Is that okay? Yes, that’s okay. What the hell? I’m not some kid, Jake. Treat me like the fucking man I am and touch me. I am giving you all the consent you need to put your hands on me. Fucking shove my cock down your throat and make me scream your name.”
Jake arches an eyebrow at me, a smirk playing across his face. “Damn, someone has a dirty mouth.”
“If you would put your hands on me, I could show you just how dirty I can be.”
“Fuck, Cooper.” He doesn’t say another word, just reaches over and grabs a pillow from beside me.
“Lift.” I do as he says, lifting my hips in the air, smiling when he places the pillow under me.
“For leverage,” he tells me, winking and then leaning down to come face to face with my aching cock.
“God, you have a gorgeous dick. Thin, but long, with this gorgeous red hair trimmed all around it. Perfection.”
“Yes, yes, so pretty. Ya know it would be even prettier in your mouth. Sucky-sucky, Jake.”
Jake barks out a laugh, nodding his head. “Not so subtle, but I got the hint.”
He spreads my legs wide, pushing them with his palms and holding me in place. He rumbles beneath his breath, muttering, “What a gorgeous hole.” I’m about to tell him to hurry up when he licks a stripe up the crease of my ass. My back arches, and my hands tug at the tie as the sensations flood me.
“Yesss,” I hiss as Jake loses himself in my ass.
He licks at my hole, getting it sloppy wet before his mouth starts prodding, demanding entrance.
My body gives in to him easily, as he continues eating me.
He lifts his head, a dazed expression on his face, his lips shining with his saliva.
“My cock could use your tongue too,” I say, chuckling when he taps my thigh.
“Let me take my time and enjoy you. I won’t forget your cock, I promise. Now, be a good boy and lie back and relax. I’ve got you.”
“Okay,” I tell him, lying back. “You’ve got me.”