Coop (Reckless Souls MC 1)

“Ah!”

The cool air hits my bare pussy at once, making me pulse and clench with need.

“So. Fucking. Wet,” he murmurs and stuffs my torn panties into his pocket. His fingertips slide between wet and swollen lips. Teasing me. I’m embarrassed a little. I’ve never been so wet.

“Oh, fuck yeah, you’re wet,” he groans, letting his fingers slip inside me, and my head falls back, hitting the wall of the stall.

“Oh, Coop,” I cry out just as his other hand wraps around my throat, gently at first, growing tighter with every stroke of his fingers.

“More,” I whisper, and he flicks my clit back and forth, back and forth.

“Fuck yeah, you like that, don’t you, pretty girl.” His fingers work overtime, flicking and thrusting fast and deep, pulling my orgasm closer and closer to the surface.

My hand reaches out and finds his cock, long and thick and hard through rough denim. Coop groans, the sound traveling straight to my pussy until the dam breaks, and I flood his fingers with my juices.

My body jerks and trembles, but Coop’s fingers keep moving, thrusting deep and slow, gently guiding me back to Earth.

“Coop,” I pant and grip his cock.

“You want this?”

I give it a squeeze and nod. “Hell, yes.”

Coop’s fingers slowly pull out of me, and he holds one out for me.

“Taste it.”

I hesitate, but this is the hottest fucking moment of my life and I’m not fucking it up. My mouth opens, and his finger slips inside. A quick lick at first to test the waters, and I suck his finger deep, not releasing him until it’s clean.

“Fuck,” he says and stares at me with heat in his eyes. “Show me how much you want this cock.” His words come out on a growl, dark intent in his eyes as his meaning caught on. He wants me to suck his dick.

I sit on the toilet cause I’m not touching the floor in this place and unleash his cock, staring in wide-eyed wonder at eight, maybe nine inches of thick man meat. “Wow.”

His cock is thick and beautiful, and I’m salivating at the thought of taking him in my mouth, making him crazy with desire, the taste of him on my tongue.

“Birthday girl.”

His words send a flutter shooting deep inside of me, and I take him in my mouth, sucking him deep and flicking my tongue over the slit in his cock, groaning in pleasure. I close my eyes and let myself get carried away with the act of sucking his dick.

His low guttural moans, the way he holds my head as his hips slowly pump forward, the feel of his cock as it hits the back of my throat ripped me apart in the very best way. I moan around his cock, and he slides a little deeper.

“Oh fuck!” His hips surge forward, and I swallow around him. “Fuck. Come here.” Coop’s words come out slow and growly as he yanks his cock from between my lips and lifts me from the toilet into his arms.

“Yes!” The word slips out at the feel of his cock head perched at my opening, not pushing, just there, teasing me.

“You like?”

I nod. “I do, Coop. Please.” He turns us and sits back on the toilet seat, my legs straddling him and the toilet. His hips thrust up, and his cock fills me, balls deep, so deep I gasp with the need for air. But it’s not just the feel of his cock. I feel full. “Coop?”

“Relax,” he whispers and wiggles his finger in my ass. “Relax and just feel it.”

I do, and holy shit. “Oh, my God, that feels amazing! Yes!”

His cock thrusts deep, and just as he pulls out, his finger thrusts again. “Yes.”

I feel out of control, like a wild, wanton woman who has sex in public bathrooms with random hotties she just met.

I feel fire in my veins, a drumbeat thrumming every droplet of blood in my body separately. It’s an intense feeling of pleasure, of desire fulfilled, yet still just out of reach. It’s a fucking awakening, and my eyes are wide open, watching every flick of desire in his blue eyes, every clench of his strong jaw.

“So goddamn tight. Bounce on my cock,” he tells me and presses his chest against mine, thrusting deeper and faster until he’s just as out of control as I am. “You ever been fucked before?”

“Not. Like. This,” I whimper.

Hands pawing at each other, lips and teeth clashing ferociously, and I feel like I’m floating above us, like I can see the desire flowing from me to him and back again.

It’s such an erotic experience that I can no longer control. I’m taking him all, grinding on his cock. My nails dig into his massive shoulders, and I let go. The feeling is so hot and all-consuming, so glorious, and I can’t stop smiling.