Page 39 of Hooking the Captain
He nodded slowly and grinned. “That works for me.”
I leaned in for a kiss. His lips were soft and warm, and his tongue slid smoothly into my mouth. I groaned and wrapped my arms around his neck.
Coop pulled away, his eyes dark and intense. “I want you so bad right now.”
I wanted him too. More than I could express with words, so instead, I cupped his face and kissed him again, more passionately. His fingertips traced my jaw as our kiss deepened and I could feel the heat radiating off him as our bodies pressed together.
“Do you want to go back to your room?” I whispered in his ear. “We’ll have more space there so I can take care of you.”
He grinned and stood, then held out his hand for me to take. I laced my fingers with his, and he pulled me toward his room.
Once inside, I glanced around the bedroom. The walls were painted a soft gray, and in the center of the far wall was a king-sized bed covered in a gray comforter and black and white pillows.
Coop walked over to the bed and began unbuttoning his shirt. I followed, my heart racing as I approached him. He shrugged off his shirt and dropped it to the floor, revealing his toned, muscular chest that I itched to touch.
I stepped closer and ran my hands across his stomach, making him groan softly before he leaned in for another kiss.
My hands moved from his abs down to the waistband of his sweats. Quickly, I pulled them off and dropped them to the floor. He stood before me in his navy boxer briefs, looking like an Adonis.
I wanted to take him right then and there, but he stepped forward and pushed me onto the bed gently. He began undressing me, one article at a time, starting with my shirt and then my slacks, before finally removing my boxers. His hands were gentle yet firm as he explored every inch of my body, while his mouth trailed kisses down my neck before settling between my legs.
“I’ve been thinking about this—aboutyou—all day,” Coop admitted as he wrapped his hand around my dick and jacked me slowly.
“Show me,” I breathed.
His piercing gaze locked onto mine as he trailed his tongue slowly from the base of my throbbing shaft all the way up to the tip. With a devilish grin, he engulfed my entire length with his mouth, setting off an electric current of pleasure through every nerve in my body. My eyelids fluttered closed, and my head fell back as I savored the sensation of his mouth working me.
“That feels so good,” I moaned. “But I need you to stop.”
He pulled back immediately, and I saw the alarm in his eyes. “Why?”
I cupped his cheek with my hand. “Because I don’t want to come until I’m inside of you.”
His pupils dilated. “Fuck, baby. I want that too.”
I sat up and pulled him in for a kiss. “I want you on your hands and knees.”
He nodded and got into position. “There’s condoms and lube in the bedside table.”
Pulling the drawer open, I found his stash. “Someone wanted to be prepared.” I lifted a brow, noticing the multiple boxes of condoms.
“Figured we’d need them more often now that we don’t have to drive somewhere to be alone anymore.”
“Good point.”
With us both back in Boston and Coop having his own apartment, I had assumed we would be spending whatever free time we had together, and I was looking forward to it.
I opened one of the boxes of condoms and tossed a foil packet onto the bed next to us. Grabbing the bottle of lube, I poured a generous amount into my hand. I rubbed my free hand across his ass, and he arched his back a bit, giving me better access. Wanting to tease him just a bit, I circled my finger around his tight hole for a few seconds. He whimpered and pushed back.
“You want more, baby?” I asked.
“Mmhmm,” he replied breathily.
I grinned and slowly slipped my finger inside. “How’s that?”
“I need more,” he pleaded and moved his hips again.
I added another finger and began moving them in and out.
