Page 3 of Claiming Her Cougar
“We aren’t doing anything you aren’t comfortable with, Mallory.You can change your mind or say no at any time,” I assure her.
Reaching out to grab my belt loops, she pulls me toward her as she walks backward into the shadows of our private little hideaway.“I want this, Liam.So much.I’ve just never done it in a club or anywhere public before.Kiss me?”
I position myself so if anyone looks back here, they only see my back.They won’t be able to see Mallory.I lean in and press my lips to hers, and we pick up right where we left off on the dance floor.We avail ourselves of the freedom to explore, and I grasp her curvy ass with one hand while using my other hand to fondle one of her full breasts.I was right—they are natural.I strum my thumb over a taut nipple, and she moans into my mouth.
Her hands roam over my shoulders, down my biceps, and around to my ass.I grind my erection against her pelvis, and we both groan.I could get off just dry humping her like a randy teenager, but Mallory slips her hand into my rear pocket to retrieve the condom I stashed there.Holding it up between two fingers, she moans a simple, “Please.”
I answer by taking the packet from her grasp and kissing her more firmly, pressing myself against her, and pressing her back against the wall.I run my hand up her thigh, under her skirt.Brushing my fingers along the apex of her thighs, I growl deep in my throat at how hot and wet she is.
“Liam, please, I want this.I want you.”Her eager fingers unfasten my belt and undo my pants.All the while, she never lifts her lips from my jawline, where she’s busy planting tiny, playful, hot kisses.Before she can pull my cock out of my boxer briefs, I hook my fingers in the sides of her thong and drop to my haunches, lowering the tiny scrap of lace so she can step out of it.I put it in my pocket for safekeeping and, while I’m down there, press kisses along the inside of her thigh and give a lick along her slit.She shudders and grasps my shoulders to steady herself.She tastes so sweet.I wish I could savor her, but this isn’t the time or place to do that.Rising, I kiss her again, allowing her to taste herself on my tongue.
“All good?”I ask.
“It will be once you’re in me.Please, Liam.”
I rip open the condom package and make quick work of sheathing myself.“You sure?”
“Yes, please, Liam.I want you.”
I close my eyes for a moment, savoring those words.Then I force them open so I can watch Mallory’s face as I wrap her leg around my hip and push into her.She’s tight and hot, and I groan.So good.Once I’m fully seated within her, I still for a moment to allow us to adjust to each other.Her walls tighten around my cock, inviting me to start moving.We kiss and moan into each other as we move together to mutual satisfaction.I end up fully supporting Mallory’s weight with both of her legs wrapped around my hips as I pound into her.
Her sexy moans and groans make me crazy, and all I want to do is make her feel even better.I shift a hand from her ass, along her hip, so I can use my thumb to massage her clit.That pressure is all it takes to push her over the edge.Her walls tighten around me with pleasure, and her orgasm washes over her.Her eyes are closed, and in the dim light, I think I can just make out a flush along her cheekbones.With two more hard thrusts and a deep groan, I follow her over the precipice of pleasure and empty myself into the condom.I know this is just meant to be a hookup, but it feels like more.Am I romanticizing this because I’m not the guy that has random encounters in dark corners of clubs?Is it something more, or is it just hot— okay, mind-blowing sex?
We catch our breath as we remain wrapped in each other’s arms, tucked into our little corner of paradise.
“Wow,” Mallory says reverently, stroking the nape of my neck and resting her face against my shoulder.
“So much wow,” I agree.“That was incredible.”
“Mallory?”A voice calls from the other side of the potted plants forming the wall of our hideaway.
Wide green eyes meet mine.
“I know you’re back there.I’m sorry to interrupt,” the voice says.
“It’s okay, Ashley.Everything all right?”Mallory calls out.
“Katie isn’t feeling great, so we’re taking her back to the room.Take your time.Just wanted you to know.”
Ashley and Katie must be part of the bachelorette party.
Mallory sighs heavily, and I withdraw from her body, lowering her legs so she can stand on her own.
“Thank you, Liam.This was incredible.The best I’ve ever had.”She presses a hard kiss to my lips but pulls back before I can deepen it.“I need to go make sure Katie’s okay.They’ve all been drinking a lot, and I’m the sober one of the group.”
She pulls her skirt down and, before I can say anything, slips past me and exits our nook, rejoining her friends.I tuck myself back in and close my fly.I’ll clean up when I get to my room.Exiting our nook, I glimpse auburn curls leaving the club.I reach into my pocket and finger the silk of her thong.I hadn’t planned on keeping it, but I guess now it’s my souvenir from this incredible night with my sexy, naughty Cinderella.
1
SIX MONTHS LATER…
Mallory
Ugh, why did I decide to increase my water intake this week?This is my third trip to the ladies’ room this morning.If my department had laptops, I think I’d just make this stall on the far left my office for the day.The flight to my parents’ home in Florida for Thanksgiving is going to suck if I keep having to pee every hour.As I sit here, I run through the checklist of what I need to do to prepare for tomorrow’s trip when I’m distracted by a bump on my leg.
“What’s this?A dryer sheet?”I poke at the lump in the leg of my favorite pants.The dark-gray-and-black houndstooth pattern is subtle, and the bootleg cut flatters my curvy size-fourteen self.I lift my pant leg to snag the dryer sheet balled up there.Oh crap.It’s not a dryer sheet—it’s a small gray mouse clinging to my trouser sock and staring up at me with beady black eyes.
“Aaaghh!”There’s no holding back the shriek that comes from me.It’s a final battle cry before certain death.Mine, not Mickey’s.No one else is down here, so at least no one’s hearing me freak out like a goober.
