Page 2 of Blow Me Away
Elliott slowly pulled away, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of her wet pussy. She stood from the bed, stripping out of her black panties as she watched him watching her. Elliott loved the way his body reacted to her when she sucked on his cock — she could only imagine how he’d react once he was inside her.
She climbed back on the bed, moving to straddle him as she gripped his dick in her hand, slowly rubbing it up and down her slit in a teasing manner. The sudden sound of laughter outside the door caused him to freeze, and she raised a brow in question.
“What if someone catches us?” He asked, a slight waver in his voice.
Elliott shrugged as she circled the tip of his cock around her clit. “Let them. Maybe they’ll learn something.”
Cooper looked up at her with wide eyes. “You can’t be serious.”
She sighed heavily, reaching her free hand out to grab his throat gently, giving it a little squeeze. His eyes became hooded, and she felt his cock twitch in her hand, making a satisfied smile come to her face for a moment before she narrowed her eyes on him.
“If you don’t shut up and fuck me,” she said as she lined his dick up with her entrance. “I’ll go home and take care of myself.”
He looked at her for a moment, studying her to see if she was just messing with him. But if he’d learned anything in the week and a half they’d known and spent time together, it’s that Elliott meant every single thing she said.
Cooper gripped her hips and pushed her down as he thrust upward, his dick intruding into her wet pussy. He groaned at the feeling of her tightening around him as she gasped in surprise — but that gasp quickly changed to a moan.
Her hands came down and rested on his pecs as she shifted her hips, sliding him almost all the way out before pushing her ass down onto his cock. She moaned as his dick hit her g-spot with every thrust, one of her hands moving up to play with her breast.
She opened her eyes, looking down at Cooper to see that unmistakable lust in his eyes as he watched her fuck him. Reaching down, she grabbed both of his wrists and brought them up to her breasts, needing to feel his hands on her. He tweaked her nipples between his fingers as a jolt went through her, her head falling back once more.
Cooper surprised her as he sat up, his mouth taking her left nipple between his lips while his hand continued to play with the other. He gently bit down and her back arched as she continued to move her hips, getting closer to her orgasm.
He swirled his tongue around the sensitive bud before replacing his mouth with his hand, clamping his mouth down on her other breast. She gripped his hair tightly in her hands as he teased her nipple, the pressure of her circling on him while he was inside her bringing her to her high.
“Fuck, huracà,” he groaned as he pulled his head away to look up at her for a moment, “that feels so damn good.”
His words spurred her on, her hips moving quicker as he kissed and bit the sensitive skin under her ear and on her neck. “I’m so close.”
“Come for me,” he told her, a demanding tone in his voice that surprised her. “Come for me, huracà.”
He went back to her nipples as she moaned louder, that familiar tightening in her lower abdomen that she loved to chase. Her grip was firmly in his hair, her other hand scratching his back as her nails dug into his taut skin.
Just as she was about to finish with Cooper moaning her name into her neck, there was a sudden knock on the door and it flew open before either of them could answer.
“Hey, Coop, we’re just getting ready to—” but his voice cut off as he took in the girl sitting on Cooper’s lap. “Oh, shit. Sorry, man. Didn’t expect for you to have company.”
Cooper was hastily trying to get the sheet up to cover her, shield her from his teammate. Instead, Elliott whipped her head around and looked at the man who had interrupted her orgasm. Her hand stayed in Cooper’s hair, the other still on his back as she stared at the man with narrowed eyes.
“Either join us,” she said, and she felt Cooper’s body stiffen underneath her, “or get the hell out.”
He looked at her in surprise, his eyebrows shooting up for a moment before a laugh ripped out of him. “As much as I’d love to, he’s not really my type. You two have fun.” He leaned to the side so he could look at Cooper, giving him a thumbs up and a wink. “You’re a lucky man, Coop.”
As his teammate closed the door, Cooper buried his head in the crook of her neck, his face hot from embarrassment. Elliott tightened her grip on his hair and pulled his head back so she could look at him. He had gone slightly soft, the intrusion taking away from his arousal.
“I’m not getting off tonight, am I?” she asked, but she kept talking before he could answer. “Figures. Well, this was fun.”
She climbed off him and slid off the bed, reaching for her undergarments. Cooper watched her for a moment, taken aback by not only the intrusion but her words as well. She had just gotten her bra and underwear back on when his brain seemed to catch up with what was happening.
Elliott grabbed her shorts, tank and baseball hat before turning to look at Cooper. He was still sitting on the bed, just staring at her. For a moment, she wondered what was running through his mind before she realized she didn’t really care. She wanted to come, and it didn’t look like that was happening as long as she stayed there.
“Thanks for trying,” she told him with a shrug, resting a hand on her hip, “but I think I’m going to head home and do this myself. Maybe next time.”
She started walking towards the door, no care over the fact that she was about to walk out into a packed college party in just her undergarments. As she reached the door, her hand coming into contact with the handle, she heard movement from behind her. She ignored it, pulling the door open, but Cooper’s hand appeared over her shoulder and forced the door shut. His free hand grabbed her hip and spun her around before he pinned her with her back to the door.
“Not so fast,” he said as he bent his head down so their noses were almost touching. “If you think I’m letting you walk out this door, you’re dead wrong, huracà.”
“Cooper, this will not work if you’re constantly worried about someone walking in,” she told him matter-of-factly as she rested a hand on his chest, “or if you care about someone catching us. It’s just sex. Every single person out there has either fucked someone or watched porn. So I either need you to get over yourself, or I need to go home.”
