Page 22 of Cocky Cruiser

Once I got his shirt unbuttoned, I quickly slipped it off before I went to undo his pants. I fumbled for a few seconds as Cohen worked on the zipper of my dress. We both worked together to get the rest of our clothes off, and then Cohen was carrying me to the bedroom.

Tearing his mouth from mine, he pressed me on the bed, covering my body with his. He peppered kisses along my jawline and down my neck before taking one of my breasts in his mouth. I arched my back, gasping with pleasure from the warm, wet sensation.

Cohen flicked and teased my nipple with his tongue while kneading my other breast. Squirming beneath him, I already ached for him to be inside me.

He moved down my body until his face was between my thighs. I was thankful I’d shaved that afternoon since we were getting up close and personal. He glanced up at me with a mischievous smirk before licking his lips. Then he focused his attention on my sex as his fingers delicately played with my folds.

“I’ve been thinking about this pussy since the moment I saw you in that bar. You know how hard it’s been not to ravage you with that on my mind?”

He slowly licked me from my opening to my clit, then blew on the sensitive nub, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. Cohen James was fucking teasing me and loving every second of it.

He circled my entrance with his tongue as he gripped my ass with both hands. I was dripping with desire as he buried his face in my sex, and I tipped my head back with a moan.

My eyes fluttered shut as Cohen continued to please me with his talented mouth. I bit down on my bottom lip as the pleasure compounded inside me, pushing me to the brink of orgasm.

After a few more seconds, I finally came undone. Body trembling, I cried out in ecstasy as Cohen’s skilled tongue and fingers sent me into a blissful oblivion.

I slowly came down from my euphoria as Cohen kissed his way up my body. “That was the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen.”

A lazy smile lifted my lips as my eyes fluttered open. Desire rushed through me again as I felt Cohen’s cock slipping between my folds. “Do you have a condom?”

His only response was a smirk as he got off me and went into the other room. I immediately missed the feel of his body atop mine and hoped I didn’t ruin the moment.

Cohen walked back in, tearing open the condom wrapper with his teeth. Propping myself up on my elbows, I took in his immaculate body. He was the hottest guy I’d ever seen, and I briefly wondered if I was dreaming. Girls like me didn’t get men like Cohen James.

“Like what you see, beautiful?” he asked, voice raspy with lust.

Biting my bottom lip, I nodded. If my soaked sex was any indication, I thoroughly liked what was in front of me.

Cohen’s cock was still at full attention as he slipped the condom on, never taking his eyes from mine. He got back on the bed and crawled on top of me, hovering over me.

I pulled his face to mine, reconnecting our lips. He pressed his body flush against me, and his cock slid along my clit, making me shudder.

“You want me, baby?” he asked, pushing his dick harder against me.

“Yes,” I moaned. “Please, Cohen.”

He let out a heady chuckle as he situated himself at my entrance. Then he slowly pushed inside me, filling and stretching my walls around his thick shaft.

I hissed in a combination of pleasure and pain. I hadn’t been with a man since Harry, and Cohen was larger than most, so I wasn’t used to being so full.

Cohen groaned as he seated himself inside me. “Fuck, your pussy is so tight.”

He kissed me as he started thrusting, composing a rhythm of our bodies. Raking my nails down his back, I wrapped my legs around his waist and forced him deeper inside me, making us both moan in pleasure.

Cohen kept a slow and steady pace for a few minutes, but we were both quickly lost in passion as his lips and hands feathered over my skin. His thrusts increased in both speed and force, and each one brought me closer to another climax.

Cohen’s hand threaded through my hair until he reached the back, then he gripped tightly and tugged, tipping my head back.

He kissed and nipped at my exposed throat, and the sensations, combined with his thrusts, sent me over the edge. I cried out his name as my sex clenched around him, my body shuddering in bliss once again.

After a few more pumps, Cohen let out a growl as he came, stilling above me. Then he collapsed on the bed next to me as we both came down from our climax.

Once the haze of lust had lifted, I turned my head to look over at Cohen. He turned his, as well, giving me a lazy smirk. “Hey.”

His voice was still thick with desire, and the gruff sound made my sex clench.

“Hey.” I chuckled. “Am I dreaming?”

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