After making sure he could take me easily, I ripped open the condom, rolled the latex down my shaft, and added more lube.
“Ready?” I asked. The anticipation of his heat surrounding my cock coursed through my veins.
Coop glanced over his shoulder and nodded eagerly. That was all the permission I needed to grab ahold of his hips and slide inside of him. He whimpered in pleasure as I filled him inch by inch until I was completely buried inside him. At first, I moved slowly before picking up the pace.
“Ah, fuck,” he groaned. “Harder.”
Gripping his hips, I thrusted harder and faster while his moans grew louder. I reached around and jerked him in time with my movements. I could feel my orgasm building, but I wanted to get him off before I exploded.
“Come for me, baby,” I demanded as I slammed into him, brushing the spot I knew would send him hurtling toward the edge.
He shouted as his orgasm ripped through him, his cum running down my hand to the comforter beneath us. The feeling of his release sent me over the edge, and I emptied into the condom as his muscles clenched around me, milking every last drop of cum from me.
We collapsed onto the mattress together, panting. After a moment, I rolled off of him and went to the bathroom to clean up.
When I returned to the bed, Coop snuggled into me, and I kissed the top of his head, feeling content in a way I never had before. “I love you,” I whispered.
He smiled up at me. “I love you too.”
We lay there for a few moments longer and then he said, “We always skip food to fuck.”
I chuckled as I remembered the pizza we had left on his coffee table. “Yeah, but I’m not complaining.”
Sitting at my desk,I drafted an email to my boss and attached my first solo marketing campaign proposal. I’d been surprised when Mr. Boyd asked me to complete the assignment independently, but I was determined to prove to him and my colleagues that they had made the right choice by hiring me.
Right after I hit send, I heard a notification on my phone. Checking the screen, I saw I had a text from Coop. He and I had been an official couple for almost two months.
Between his hockey training and me adjusting to a new job, we both ended each day exhausted. Most nights, we couldn’t do much more than eat dinner and crash, but I’d never been happier.
How’s it going this morning?
Just sent over my proposal. Feeling nauseous at the moment tbh
I’m sure you rocked it baby
Like me with hockey, Coop knew nothing about my job, but I loved how he offered up encouraging words when I needed them.
Thanks! I can’t wait to see you tonight
I can’t wait either. It’s always the best part of my day
With a smile on my face, I set my phone down and refreshed my email. A new email from Mr. Boyd appeared in my inbox. When I opened it, I read his request to meet with me later in the day. My stomach dropped as I briefly worried he had an issue with my proposal, but then I realized he couldn’t have possibly reviewed it already. I sent a reply confirming I’d meet with him and spent the next couple of hours focused on other tasks.
When it was finally time to meet with my boss, I made my way to his office and took a deep breath before knocking on his open door.
He looked up and smiled. “Ford, come in and have a seat.”
I moved to the chair across from his desk and sat.
“First, I took a quick look at your proposal, and from what I saw, it looks like you’ve done a great job.”
His recognition put me at ease. “Thank you, sir.”
“You’re welcome, but that’s not why I asked you to meet.”
My brows furrowed. “Okay?”
He paused for a moment and looked me in the eye. “An unexpected opening has come up in our UK office, and we’re transferring you to London.”