Page 34 of Secret Admirer

Lifting the covers, I slide down to lay on my back once again. Coco rushes the rest of the way over and scoots in next to me, pulling the covers up to her chin.

“Thank you. I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here. I’ve never been so scared in my life and I don’t even understand why this is happening to me.”

Slipping my arm around her shoulders, I give her a squeeze. “I don’t know either, but I promise not to let anything happen to you.”

“Even if you have to stay here until the end of times,” she laughs out and snuggles into my side.

I don’t answer her because I know she’s joking. Someday, Coco will find a boyfriend and I’ll have to get over my obsession with her. For now, I’ll bask in her presence and try to figure out who could be getting on her property.

Wrapping her arm around my waist, Coco’s breaths start to slow. It’s amazing how comfortable she is with me.How is it that this amazing and beautiful woman doesn’t see me how everyone my entire life has?

“Relax and go to sleep,” she says softly into my neck.

“I can’t shut down my brain thinking about earlier. Maybe it was an animal because I don’t know how I would have missed a person running away. Either way, I’ll feel better when you have cameras up and we can see what’s going on.”

“Me too.” She yawns so loudly I want to laugh, but I stay quiet not wanting to break the peace that surrounds us.

The hand wrapped around my side slowly moves up my body until it’s worked its way into my hair. Coco starts to play with my hair somehow knowing it will put me to sleep. My eyes start to flutter shut immediately. I’m awake one minute and asleep the next.

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When I wake up, Coco is gone and her place beside me is cold. Rolling out of bed, I hit the shower to take care of myself before I spend the day with Coco and her touching me. Being at war with my attraction to her and how I’m not good enough for her is exhausting.

Turning the water on as hot as I can stand, I tilt my head back and enjoy the lavish shower. The entire house is beyond anything I could have imagined, and I’m lucky enough to spend a couple of days in it with the most beautiful woman. The only bad thing is all her feminine smelling products, but in the scheme of things it doesn’t matter what I smell like and Coco hasn’t complained.

I massage shampoo into my now short hair. It feels strange to run my fingers through the short strands after having it long for so many years. Putting a big glob of vanilla smelling body wash in my hands, I run them along my arms and torso and along my stiff morning wood. With one hand braced on the cool shower wall, the other grips my aching cock and I slowly slick it up and down with the body wash. I squeeze and circle the tip, thinking about Coco’s cherry red lips wrapped around my cock. One thought of her on her knees before me has me about ready to blow. Gripping the base hard, I let out a moan. Hanging my head, I watch myself pulse in my hand. With a few more strokes, I let loose a string of profanities as I paint the wall with my semen.

Now that I’ve cleared my head some, I quickly finish and get dressed. As I make my way downstairs, I hear voices and quicken my steps. I find Coco sitting at her dining room table with two men and a table covered with papers.

The moment Coco sees me, she lights up. I haven’t felt this good in…forever. “You’re awake. Do you want coffee? I can make you a cup. I’ve got pancakes in the warming oven waiting. Syrup’s on the counter.”

I watch the two men who are eying me with…is that jealousy? It doesn’t seem likely but maybe they think Coco and I are together. Either way, I’m not going to tell them otherwise. I smile at her as she makes her way to me and wraps one arm around my waist. Her hand skims across my now overheated skin. One touch and I ignite. Turning so they hopefully can’t see or hear us, I bend down to speak in her ear. “Is everything okay?”

Coco is normally touchy-feely but not this much. She leans her head against my chest and rubs her hand over my abs. Is it because of being snuggled up together for the last two nights or because they’re making her uncomfortable?

“Let me get your pancakes out.” Her smile widens.

Okay, something is obviously going on.

“How about orange juice?” she asks a little too chipper.

“That would be great. Are you making any headway on the security cameras?” I ask with my eyes trained on the two men at the table.

“Not much, I was waiting for you to see what you think would be best.”

I know nothing about what protection she needs except that she needs more and peace of mind. One or both of these guys had to have done something.

Wrapping my arms around her, I hug her to me. My head bows and I speak so only she can hear me. “Do I need to kick them out or something?”

Tilting her head up to me, Coco whispers in my ear. “Be my boyfriend. Act like you live here. The guy on the left is creeping me out.” Her body shivers and not in a good way. “He hasn’t done anything overt, but the way he looks at me makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.”

I kiss the side of her head before slowly stepping away and squeezing her hand. Like I said last night, I would do anything to keep her safe and if this guy is giving her the creeps, then I can be her boyfriend until he leaves.

“Thanks for making breakfast, babe,” I kiss her on the cheek and hope they can’t see me blushing now that I don’t have hair to hide behind. “I didn’t mean to sleep in. You should’ve woken me.” I pull out the orange juice and pour myself a cup.

“It was my turn to make breakfast. Mine’s not nearly as good as what you made yesterday morning before work.”

Pulling my lips into my mouth, I clamp down on them to keep from laughing. She’s really laying it on thick, but I play along.

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