Home Town Hero (Pink Springs 2)

While my mouth is on her tits, my fingers go to her shorts, and I unbutton the front of them. When I start to dip inside, she puts a hand on my wrist to stop me. I look up and see her brown eyes wide with so many emotions. Excitement, need, nervousness, and maybe even a little something I’m not willing to admit.

“I…um…you know.” She shrugs, and I wait, wondering what she means.

“Are you on your period? Because I don’t care if you are.”

She smiles, and her cheeks flush as she shakes her head. “No, it’s not that, I’ve just…um…never done this before.”

I bring her wrist up to my mouth and kiss the soft skin there. “I’ll go slow,” I say, reassuring her, and she nods as she lets go of it.

6

Juno

Chapter 6 Juno

“I don’t want slow, Cooper.” I’ve got him in my bed, and the last thing I want is for him to take his time. My body is demanding he speed this up and give me what it wants.

“Good.” He shifts, then pulls my shorts and panties off quickly before tossing them away.

He doesn’t stop there and goes for my shirt next. I lie there spread out and completely naked for him, and then I begin to feel self-conscious. I wonder what he’s thinking when he looks at me. I'm small compared to most other women my age, and I’ve been told I’ve got chicken legs.

His eyes are all over me like he’s committing everything to memory. It pushes my insecurities away because there’s no missing the hunger in his eyes. Or the huge bulge pressing against his jeans in a noticeable bulge.

“Fuck, baby.” His hands roam over my stomach. “You’re so fuckin’ soft.”

Compared to his rough hands, I can believe it. They drift down lower, and he pulls my legs apart, spreading me open for him. His hand cups my sex in a possessive hold, and I try to raise my hips, wanting to move. I’m desperate to find friction against something as my body hums with need.

When his eyes come back to mine, there’s no missing the anger. “Why are you bare, Juno?”

I stare at him, not sure what he’s asking me. “Bare?”

“Your pussy,” he growls.

“Because I wax it.”

“For who?” His hold tightens, and although I should be getting pissed, I like knowing Cooper is getting worked up. Seeing him jealous makes me want to poke the bear a little more.

I shrug. “You never know what the day might bring you,” I lie, because that’s definitely not why I do it. I wax because I like the way it feels, and it’s easier than shaving. “You don’t like it?” I let my other leg fall open wider so he can get a good look.

“Like it? I fucking love it.” God, it’s so hot how he’s staring at me down there. “It’s mine now.”

“You don’t get to make the claim on me.” I glare at him.

No way in hell. Not after how he’s been avoiding me these past few months. My heart aches in my chest, and I don’t even know why. I don’t know why he pushed me away, and I’m too scared to examine it. He could break my heart clean in half if I let him.

“Wrong.” His voice is rough before he pounces on me like a wild animal that’s finally been set free.

I let out a small scream when he grabs my hips and pulls me to the edge of the bed. My ass is hanging off, but I don’t have time to voice any kind of protest before his mouth comes down on my pussy. Gasping, I grip the comforter tight as he devours me. I’m already so turned on, a few swipes of his tongue is all I need. The orgasm hits me fast, and I cry out as it rolls through my body. Cooper keeps going, even as I become sensitive and try to wiggle away. His mouth never leaves my sex, and his frustration at trying to keep me still vibrates through me. Suddenly I want another orgasm, and I’m rocking against his tongue.

He pushes one finger inside of me and pumps it in and out as his tongue teases my clit. A moment later, he adds another finger, and the sensation of being so full is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. He hooks them inside of me, triggering another orgasm from deep within my body, and my back bows off the bed. The muscles in my legs jump, and I cry out at the overwhelming climax.

“Cooper, please!” I beg him. He pulls his mouth from me but keeps pumping his fingers as he kisses the insides of my thighs. I stare down at the only man I’ve ever wanted to do this to me, and I think I could orgasm from this image alone. That is, if I hadn’t cum twice already.