Page 25 of Blow Me Away
“What?” She asked, looking back at Benjamin. “It was the only costume for him to match that I could find on such short notice.”
“You could have let me wear a cowboy outfit instead,” he grumbled, holding his hands out to the sides before letting them fall flat.
Elliott suddenly came walking out of the bathroom and stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Benjamin—in a blow up cow costume. She hastily reached into her back pocket and pulled out her phone, aiming it at him as she tried her hardest not to laugh.
“Don’t you—” but the sound of the camera clicking let him know he was too late. “Dare. I hate you all.”
“Oh, don’t be such a sourpuss,” Kara said as she attempted to wrap an arm around his waist. “I think it looks great.”
Elliott nodded, a large smile on her face. “Spectacular. Amazing.”
“You’ll be the hottest heifer in the room,” Cooper added, causing laughter to ring out amongst the three of them as Benjamin narrowed his eyes on his best friend from the small window in the front of the costume.
“That’s it,” Benjamin said, spinning on his heel and making his way out of the bedroom. “I’m not going.”
Kara went running out after him. “But honey, it’s not that bad, I promise.”
Cooper and Elliott were left standing in her bedroom, their laughter dying down as they fell into a comfortable silence. He looked over at her and his breath hitched. She was wearing a cops uniform, her hair going down her back in a braid. The top was unbuttoned so her perfectly round breasts were visible.
“Looks to me like you enjoy a woman in uniform,” she teased, closing the space between them and putting her hands on his shoulders.
“No,” he stated, his hands falling to her hips. “I enjoy you looking sexy as fuck in anything you wear.”
Her cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as she bit her lip for a moment. “This uniform does come with a few perks.”
Cooper felt along her belt line for what she was referring to, and his hand came into contact with a pair of handcuffs. He brought them around and held them between the two of them with a coy smile.
“What are you going to do, arrest me?” He pondered.
“There’s more than one use for handcuffs,” she said, bringing their lips closer together. “Do something bad and you may just find out.”
He immediately fell flush, a look of lust covering his features as he felt his cock twitch in his pants. “Just how bad are we talking?”
“Depends on how rough you want it.”
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The baseball house was packed, countless college students in their respective costumes already drunk and stumbling around. As usual, the living room had been made into a makeshift dance floor, the kitchen was littered with liquor bottles, beer cans, and plastic cups, the music was so loud you could feel it in your chest, and the area out back contained beer-pong tables, cornhole, and a volleyball net.
“I’m still disappointed you changed,” Cooper said to Benjamin as Elliott and Kara walked ahead of them, making their way to the kitchen for a drink. “That was the best Halloween costume you’ve had yet.”
“I love her, I really do,” he started to respond as the girls disappeared from their sight. “But there was no way in hell I was getting caught dead in that here.”
Cooper laughed, slapping his hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Well, these chaps are definitely a close second. Have you been working out? Those glutes are thick.”
“I’m going to pretend you didn’t just say that to me,” he mumbled, pushing ahead of Cooper in search of the girls.
“Oh come on,” he called after him, his hand on his back as they maneuvered through the obsessive amount of college students. “You know you like it when I notice these things.”
Cooper noticed the girls pouring themselves a drink, a bottle of tequila with a can of orange juice. He raised a brow as he watched Elliott, knowing what that meant—she planned on getting wasted tonight.
“Beer for you,” Benjamin said as he extended it in Cooper’s direction. “Want to play a little beer pong?”
“I’m down for tequila-pong,” Kara responded before her eyebrows furrowed. “That doesn’t have the same ring to it, does it?”
Elliott walked up next to her and put an arm around her shoulders as she laughed. “Nice try though, babe.”
The four of them walked out back, deciding along the way to play boys versus girls. Much to Elliott’s disliking, the boys ended up winning. Cooper walked around the table to her after the game and leaned down into her ear to say, “Does that count as me being bad?”
