“What if your friends get here while I’m…distracting you?”
He rolls us over, disturbing poor Lulu and caging me in between his powerful arms as he stares at me, dropping his hips to mine. He reaches down between us, shimmying his jeans off. I have no idea what I’ve done right in this life to deserve this Adonis with a kind, sweet soul, but I’m so glad Dani arranged for us to meet. I wish things were different. I wish societal norms would give us a chance instead of pulling us apart, but it’s an inevitable conclusion that we would never work out. I wish we could give this a chance and see where it goes. I don’t know if I can handle it, though. I don’t know if I’m ready.
“Upstairs belongs to me.” He explains, opening the drawer in the night table. “They don’t come up here unless it’s with me or an emergency. Except Steve. He does whatever the fuck he wants because he’s Steve. Besides, they’ll see your car and know you’re here, and don’t worry, they won’t hear anything from down there.”
“Are you challenging me, Mr. Cooper?” I reach between us and pull a whimper from him as I help him roll the condom on while I nip at his chin.
“Yeah, Ms. Silva, it was. Wrap your legs around me, beautiful.”
My back arches as he pushes inside me, rocking his hips and groaning as he fills me. He pauses, staring down at me with hope etched across his face. “Sing for your dinner, my queen. Tell me how much you like this. How good I make you feel.”
His thrusts are deep and slow, and his eyes don’t leave mine. I sing the song he needs to hear as his muscular arms flex next to my head and the muscles in his shoulders ripple. His mouth teases mine and his teeth catch my bottom lip, biting down just the right amount. When he lets go, his hips move faster. I reach up and grab his face, keeping him focused on me.
“Watch me, Chase. Look at how pretty you are with your enormous cock inside me.”
“Christ, you feel so goddamn good, Renate. The way you take me…so fucking good.” He leans back, not missing a beat as he pushes my shirt over my tits and pinches my nipples. “You’re so beautiful.”
I reach up and grab his chin. “Shut up and fuck me harder, like the slut you are. I want your cum dripping out of me all through dinner. Do I make myself clear?”
“I mean, I’m wearing a condom—” I squeeze his chin and narrow my eyes. “Yes, ma’am!”
His arms wrap around me and he buries his head in my shoulder as he fucks me into the mattress. The headboard’s relentless slams against the wall add a rhythmic drum beat to our salacious duet of moans and whispers.
“That’s a good boy. My perfect pet.” I fist his hair again and pull hard. Damn, I love men with long hair. “Now, break this goddamn bed, Puppy!”
CHAPTER18
GUESS
CHARLIE XCX, BILLIE EILISH
He wantsto cuddle after sex, but that will lead to falling asleep or more sex. So I convince him to bring my duffel bag to the bed and show him my toys. His eyes light up at the rope. But when I pulled out the vibrator, dildo, paddle, and collars? This man might be about to cancel our dinner plans and lock the door to the room. He’s more than a little curious; he’s downright eager to try them.
“You can pick one out later, since your company should be here soon.”
“Okay.” He’s still staring at everything, taking it all in. I don’t bother telling him there’s more at home. I’m tempted to make him wear my remote control cock ring so I can fuck with my pet over dinner, but it can wait for another time. He’s holding up a collar when his phone vibrates on the table.
“Jamie. They’re on their way,” he informs me as he tosses his phone aside and kisses along my neck. “Twenty minutes isn’t going to be enough time to use any of this, huh?”
“No, Puppy, it isn’t.”
“Shame. I thought the collar could be a fun place to start.” He slides his hand between my legs. “I can do something else in twenty minutes, though. Like make you come a few times for me.”
“No, Mr. Cooper.” He whines at the name, and I kiss the tip of his nose before crawling out of bed. “We both need to get dressed, and you need to go downstairs and check on dinner. I’m glad I brought spare clothes since someone got my other clothes all wet.”
“Aww, but I like you in my clothes. And I like you all wet.” He scoots over to my side of the bed, throwing his long legs over the side and grabbing my hips. In an instant, I’m jerked forward and between his strong thighs. I want nothing more than to drop to my knees for this man and worship him the way he has me over the last hour. “My clothes are nice and tight on you in all the right ways.”
“Do you say that to all the fat girls you bring home?” He rolls his eyes at me.
“Ren, you’re not?—”
“Oh, no you don’t. I love my body, and I’m just stating facts. I’m not ashamed. Why would I be ashamed of a body that looks this damn good when I’m bouncing on your cock?”
“You’re perfect. You’re fucking immaculate, Ren. I’m gonna tie you up one night and bite the hell out of that ass and those amazing thighs. I’m gonna suck your pretty tits and listen to you whine for my cock. I’ll make you lose yourself the way I lose myself for you. I’ll worship you night after night. Every damn inch of you.”
“Someday I might let you.” I’m trying to keep it light even though my heart pounds so hard it might break through my ribs. He’s flying too damn close to the sun and we’re going to get burned. “Besides, I need an ice pack and some food. Also, I don’t get tied up, you do.”
“Ice pack? Did I hurt you?”
