Page 9 of Covet (The Red #3)

Chapter Nine

Elle

Listen to Think Later

by Tate McRae

T error mixed with pure adrenalin. I began to thrash but his grip was like iron. Panic forced a moan behind his hand and I wondered if this was really going to happen. Would I be assaulted a few feet away from a full crowd at a popular club?

“Elle? Calm down. It’s me.”

The familiar voice was rough in my ear. My knees sagged in relief at the same time rage exploded through my body. His hand eased away and I turned, spitting mad, shoving at his chest. “Asshole! You scared the crap out of me!”

“Sorry, I thought you may be into the stalker thing.”

My eyes widened. “Well, I’m not! Did you ever think of talking to me about this before you try it out? Asshole!” I repeated.

His eyes darkened, flashing with irritation. “We never set rules about this. Not talking about it has been the way we play.”

He was right, but I was still mad I’d almost peed my pants in fear. “Let’s just put violence off the table, okay?”

“Okay.” His gaze flicked over me. The tension tightened between us as he pushed me against the dirty brick wall. “I don’t want to hurt you, Elle. I want to make you come. But you gotta be really quiet or we’ll be caught. Understood?”

Arousal heated my blood. I was still riding a horror high, and my body grasped at an opportunity to release some tension.

This time, Coop moved slow as he lowered his head and kissed me, deliberately teasing until I moaned for more.

His teeth nipped at my lower lip until I opened.

His hands grew rough as they ran up and down my hips, his knee holding my legs open, his tongue finally spearing deep.

I reached to grasp his shoulders, ready for a good finger fuck session, but then he was down on his knees. My eyes widened. “Coop?”

“Shhh.” He hiked my skirt up, lips twisting in satisfaction as he saw my soaked panties.

“You have two options, baby girl. Scream while I lick your pussy and bring a nice crowd to watch. Or bite that pretty lip hard and don’t make a sound.

” I trembled as he pulled down my panties—not even allowing me the modesty of rolling them to the side.

The air brushed my swollen folds and my clit throbbed for contact.

I smothered another moan at the thought of being caught.

Of being on display while Coop ate me out; of the whispers and fascination of strangers staring at me while I was at my most vulnerable.

Oh, God, it made me so hot.

And then Coop was licking me, his tongue doing one long, lazy lap over my needy slit.

I squirmed, and my hand flew from his shoulder to mash against my lips to smother my sounds.

He knew exactly how to play me, teasing my needy clit, swirling his tongue lightly over and over until I arched hard, desperate for more.

His index finger stretched my channel, slowly fucking me even though it wasn’t enough, and he knew it.

My hips rotated, pressing against his hungry mouth, and he added another finger.

So close. So. Close.

The pressure slowly increased and then he was sucking my clit so gently, I almost wept. And then?—

Footsteps. Heels clicking on the pavement. Laughter.

My eyes widened and I turned; gaze trained on the empty alley where one wanderer could step around the corner and spot us. Spot me about to come on my boyfriend’s face, in a dirty back street.

“Coop, no,” I whispered, torn between begging him to stop…begging him to continue.

Three fingers thrust hard, hitting that sweet spot that made me almost yelp. His lips tightened on my clit, sucking harder. My vision swam.

The edge of an arm came into view. A flash of a gold ring and painted fingernails. A low chuckle and whispers.

Frantic, I bit my lip and pushed at Coop’s shoulders.

Another finger pushed in, fucking me with brutal intensity, and his teeth scraped over my sensitive clit.

I came hard. My head smashed against the brick wall as the spasms took me helplessly, and Coop never slowed, hands spreading my thighs wide, tongue moving frantically, and I knew when I surfaced there’d be people right there. Watching. Judging.

I let the waves of pleasure wash over me, as Coop pushed me right into another mini orgasm. The coppery taste of blood hit my tongue as the skin on my lip broke. My hips swiveled, greedy for the last drop.

Finally, I managed to focus. My heart beat crazily in my chest and I held my breath.

The alley was still empty. The whispers faded. The arm disappeared.

We were alone.

Coop got up from the ground, eyes gleaming with lust and pride. He gently lifted my panties back up to cover me. Rolled down my skirt. Then kissed me.

I tasted myself, and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back. Soft and pliable, I leaned in and allowed myself to trust his strength; to take care of me afterward. “Such a good girl,” he whispered against my bruised mouth. I shivered with the thrill of the term.

“That was intense.”

“Just how you like it.” I wondered at the taunt in his voice; as if now that he knew my secrets I’d never be safe. Unease stirred. What was this between us? Could I truly trust him with both my heart and my fantasies? Or was this just another way to control our relationship?

A terrible thing to ponder when he’d just made me come. When he was holding me tenderly, and inviting me to give him everything.

I shut my eyes and pressed my face against his shirt.

I didn’t want to think of anything bad right now.

I needed to stop these doubts from ruining a relationship I believed in.

Maybe I needed to speak with Landon. Ask her about how Adam made her feel.

I wasn’t comfortable enough opening up to Gabby, though we’d gotten closer.

And confiding in Daisy felt off. Especially since I was working closely with Noah now and some other weird emotions were blooming.

What was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I be normal?

“Ready to go back in? We should head out so I can finish fucking you properly at home.”

I smiled and hugged him. The familiar musk of his cologne filled my nostrils and settled my nerves. “Okay.” I lifted my head. “Seems like you and Max were in a deep convo. Anything going on?”

His muscles stiffened. Coop didn’t look at me as he took my hand and began guiding me back inside the club. “Yeah. I’ll tell you later.”

I stopped. “Tell me now.”

He let out an irritated breath. “Elle, give me a break. We’ll talk later. I didn’t get you off just to get into a fight about Max.”

I jerked back, furious. “You think sex is some other compartment in our relationship, Coop? We’re supposed to talk to each other. Share stuff. Orgasms are great but I need more than that. You know better.”

He cursed and raked his hand through his hair.

I watched as his jaw clenched. He seemed to struggle between stalking away or getting the talk over with.

My stomach clenched as I sensed I wouldn’t like what he was about to say to me.

As if all of my fears about things changing between us was about to go off like a firework. “Christ. Fine”

His gaze locked on mine.

“I’m going into business with Max.”