Page 20 of Cooper & Jake (Gomillion High Reunion #2)

JAKE

It’s been a month since I’ve been back home, and everything has relatively gone back to normal. I’m back working at the bar, odd hours of the day and night, then going back home to my empty house. But one thing has changed.

Cooper .

We text all day, every day, and at night we make sure to call one another even if it’s only for five minutes.

Being in different time zones isn’t that hard since we’re only an hour apart, but when I’m not getting home until two in the morning, it’s too late to try FaceTiming Cooper to say goodnight.

Even though it doesn’t happen often, it still sucks when it does.

I can’t remember the last time I smiled anytime my phone vibrated in my pocket, or how Peyton keeps making fun of me for always having a smile on my face. I can’t help it, though.

I wasn’t sure what would happen after our three days were up, but after saying goodbye, we still stayed close. My phone has never been used as much as it has in the past month. And while I love texting and talking to Cooper, I miss being around him.

Which is why I’m so damn happy that Cooper is flying in to visit later today.

I took the next week off from the bar, Peyton happily telling me to fuck off and not come in while Cooper is here.

For the past two days, I’ve scrubbed my house from top to bottom, making sure that every nook and cranny is spotless.

I even stocked up on a bunch of snacks that I know Cooper is obsessed with.

I have all these different ideas planned, and hopefully, by the end of his trip, I can convince him to move here one day.

At least, that’s the goal.

Glancing up at the clock, my eyes widen when I see I’m running late.

“Fuck,” I whisper, jumping up from my couch and rushing to the front door.

I get to the airport in record time, even beating the plane by a few minutes.

Knowing that it will probably take Cooper a little while to get his stuff and get off the plane, I pull into the parking garage and find a spot near the entrance.

It isn’t long before my phone is ringing in my ear.

“Hello?” I answer, putting the phone on speaker.

“Hi. I’m here. And it’s hot as fuck, Jake. What the hell?”

Laughing loudly, I toss my head back against the headrest. “Well, it is Texas. Give me a second to pull around and find you.”

Cooper tells me what gate he’s at, and I drive that way, instantly spotting him on the side of the road.

God, he’s beautiful. He’s standing with a backpack on his back and a suitcase by his side.

The sun is shining down, making his red hair even more vivid as a gentle breeze blows it softly.

Arriving beside him, I put the truck in Park and rush out to sweep him up in my arms.

“Fuck, I missed you,” I whisper, pulling him into my arms. I place my face in his neck, breathing him in deeply.

“I missed you, too,” he tells me when I finally pull away. His hands grab hold of the sides of my face and plant a kiss on my lips before withdrawing, chuckling. “That’s just a little tease. You’ll get more once we’re back at your place.”

“Ugh, I can’t wait to get you in my bed. I’ve thought about it every night since I got back. You spread out wide on my sheets. Your gorgeous red hair against my pillow, the scent of you all over.”

“You’d better stop before you get us both turned on in the middle of the airport.”

“Shit, you’re right.” I place another quick kiss on his lips, then grab hold of his suitcase. “Come on, let’s go home.”

The ride home is fast, even with our stopping in the bigger city to grab something to eat. Cooper scarfs it down quickly, finishing his burger and fries before we’ve even pulled into my driveway.

“Someone was hungry,” I joke, when he crumples up his wrappers.

“I forgot to eat before I got to the airport, and then the TSA line was way too long and took forever, so by the time I got through, they were about to board the plane, so I went straight there. So, I might have been a little bit hungry.”

“A little bit? You devoured that burger in two point five seconds.”

“Well, it was either I hurry up and eat all my food in the truck and you can get your hands on me quicker, or I save the food, and you have to wait until I finish eating to touch me.”

“Fine,” I concede, knowing without a doubt that I don’t want to wait any longer than I have to before I can put my hands on him. “I guess I can see your point.”

“You guess? You know I’m always right. Now come on, show me more of this gorgeous house of yours.” We both get out of the truck, and I take all his things, leading him up the stone walkway to my front door. “Damn, this is all yours?”

“Yeah,” I reply, looking around my house.

I’ve had time to make it as homey as possible before Cooper got here.

It’s a decent-sized, two-story house with a wrap-around porch.

The porch is always my favorite part of the house, with two rocking chairs next to the front door.

I always pictured myself old and gray, sitting on the porch while animals roamed all around the land.

My eyes dart to Cooper, who’s eyeing the same furniture, and I wonder if it’s something that he could picture for his future, too.

Opening the front door, I let Cooper go in first and then snicker when Bailey comes barreling down the hallway, heading straight for his legs. Like the animal pro he is, he drops to his knees, and Bailey runs directly into his chest, licking at his cheek playfully while he rubs her belly.

“Hi, sweetie. Do you recognize me?”

Every time Cooper and I would FaceTime, he would make me put him on the phone with Bailey so that she could get used to him, and he wouldn’t be a stranger when he came here. By the looks of how much she’s loving on him, it worked.

“I think she might like you more than me.”

“Nah, she’s just a good girl. Aren’t you?” he coos, rubbing her belly and then under her jaw. “Do you think she’ll get mad if I take her daddy back to his room and have some alone time with him?”

“Nope. She’ll deal.”

I open the side door that leads to the fenced-in backyard and click my tongue to get Bailey to come. Once she slips through the door, I grab hold of Cooper’s hand and drag him down the hallway toward my bedroom.

“I’ve been wanting to see your room in person since the first time we video chatted. It looks so different but still so you.”

I look around my room, noting all my light brown furniture with everything else black and red. Red is my favorite color, so of course I’ve gravitated toward that with all my decoration choices. My sheets and pillows are black, but my comforter is red and matches the rest of my house.

“Come here,” I say, grabbing him around the waist and pulling him to me.

Our lips meet, a spark of electricity hitting me instantly.

I moan into his mouth, wanting and needing to get closer to him.

“I’ve missed you,” I tell him, trailing kisses down his throat while my fingers work open his jeans.

Once they’re undone, I shove them down his thighs, along with his briefs.

He’s already rock hard, his cock standing at attention and begging for my mouth.

“And I’ve missed this,” I purr, dropping to my knees.

Cooper’s hand comes out to rub my hair, his fingers grabbing a fistful of locks tightly when I lick the head of his cock.

“Yes,” he rasps, his hips thrusting, searching for the warmth of my lips. “Fuck, I’ve been dreaming of this mouth for weeks.”

I don’t say a word, just double down on taking his dick to the back of my throat.

Breathing through my nose, I give him every breath of oxygen I have, loving when his thighs start to shake under my palms. I slowly pull off, letting my tongue drag on the underside of his shaft as he trembles.

A burst of precum hits my tongue, and I close my eyes, moaning at the taste of Cooper.

“Fuck, you’re such a good boy for me. Thrusting into my mouth and showing me exactly what you want. You’re so damn perfect, Coop.”

“I need more,” he whines, gripping onto the hair at the top of my head and pulling it back toward his cock.

“I have you, don’t worry.”

I suck his cock to the back of my throat, swallowing around his length before taking it out and sucking at the head.

I take a second to put my finger into my mouth, getting it nice and wet before placing it at the entrance of his hole as he spreads his legs wide.

My finger breaches his rim at the same time I draw him back into my mouth.

I lick and suck while working him until his legs lock tight, and I quickly pull off.

Cooper whines from up above me, and I smirk, knowing how much he loves and hates being edged.

Once his body sags, I draw him inside my mouth again, repeating the process until he’s a crying, pleading mess.

“Please, please, please , Jake. I need to come. So damn bad. I can’t wait any longer. Just touch me and I’ll shoot, I swear. Fuck ,” he moans out the last word as I wrap my fist around his shaft.

“Such a good fucking boy. You take my edging so well, Cooper. But as much as I want you to cum down my throat, I really want you to mark my sheets. Make my bed yours.”

“Yessss,” he draws out, pushing at my shoulder to move my body backward.

Snickering, I fall back on my heels, laughing as Cooper rips off his shirt and rushes over to my bed. “Someone’s excited to get my dick in them.”

“Very. Now come fuck me, baby.” I lean up on my knees, raising my eyebrow in his direction. “Please,” he adds on as he wraps his fist around his dick and strokes languidly.

“So needy, but you’re lucky I’ve been waiting for you, and now I can’t wait.”

I strip out of my clothes, tossing them on the floor.

Before walking to the bed, I head toward my dresser and pull out the lube.

Cooper and I previously discussed not using condoms, and we both went and got tested so that once we were back together, we could have one another bare.

I’ve never been with another man and not used a condom, so I’m worried I’ll blow in zero point five seconds.

“I need you,” he pants, his chest rising rapidly as he stares at my hardened dick.

“You’ve got me, baby. Grab behind your knees and lift your legs for me.”

Cooper follows my commands perfectly, his gorgeous, soft hands grabbing hold of his legs and pulling them back, showing me his perfect hole.

I kneel on the mattress, then pour lube all over my fingers.

I rub his rim, circling it, then I slip one finger in.

I work my way up to three, my eyes glued to the spot where my digits disappear inside him.

Cooper’s eyes are closed tightly, his bottom lip stuck between his teeth.

He looks so beautiful and debauched, and so fucking turned on.

Once I think he’s ready, I pull my fingers free and replace them with the head of my cock.

“Don’t go easy on me, Jake. I can handle it.”

With those words in my head, I lean down and kiss him roughly as I slam home.

His warmth sucks me in, and I groan, placing my face in his neck.

Goddamn, he feels incredible. I give him a second to get used to me, and then I pull out and ram back in.

I thrust mercilessly, smiling when Cooper locks his legs around my waist. He fucks himself on my cock while I keep pounding into him.

Cooper’s sign that he’s about to come is when his legs lock tight and his body flexes.

It’s a dead giveaway that he’s close to unleashing everywhere.

So, when his legs start trembling, I know he’s getting close.

Loving how much he begs when I edge him, I quickly pull out, then grab hold of his waist and force him to flip onto his stomach.

“Jake!” he whines, hitting his fist onto the mattress. “I thought you were done teasing me.”

“Oh, I’ll never be done teasing you, baby. Now stick that perfect ass in the air for me.”

Cooper gets onto all fours, using one hand to reach behind him and pull his cheek, letting me see his pink pucker.

“Get inside me now, Jake. I’m done being patient.

” I reach over to the bedside table, grabbing a tie I stashed there.

He turns his head, and his pupils dilate when he sees what’s in my hands.

“Fuck, yes. Tie me up, Jake. I need it.”

I quickly tie his hands to my headboard, taking a second to admire him.

He’s beautiful; on all fours, with his ass perfectly arched in the air, hands tied up perfectly.

I wait behind him, rubbing my hands up and down his spine.

He knows what I’m waiting for, and he knows it’s not going to happen until I hear the words.

“Please, Jake. Please fuck me. I need you.”

“Good fucking boy,” I murmur, placing kisses up and down the knobs of his spine. I pour a bit more lube down his crease and then place the head of my dick back at his entrance. I pause, not entering just yet, wanting him to grow impatient with me.

“Goddammit, Jake. Fuck me, please. I need to feel you taking me apart.”

“I love it when you beg.”

Knowing that he’s not going to make it much longer, I push in, his heat enveloping me immediately.

Hell, I don’t think I’m going to last long.

I take hold of his hips, thrusting inside, losing myself.

Cooper is beneath me, a pleading mess begging for me to go faster, to slow down, to fuck him harder.

I don’t think he even knows what he wants right now.

He starts fucking himself on my cock, and I decide to take over.

Pushing him down on my bed, I force him to place his chest against the mattress, then I use that as leverage to fuck into him.

Being inside Cooper while bare is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

His hole strangles me tightly, and I lose it.

I fill Cooper up, then pull out and reach under him to jerk his cock.

He comes all over the sheets, his body sagging down.

Quickly undoing the tie, I pull Cooper into my arms.

“Nothing will ever be better than being inside you,” I tell him, placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

“I have to agree,” he mumbles, his eyes drifting closed.

Cooper falls asleep in my hold, my arms holding him tight as I dream of a future I can’t wait to live.