Nicole Edwards - Chasing Dreams

“I thought you were willing to endure splinters in your ass?” she teased, her sultry laugh hanging on the warm breeze.

“We’re not at that point yet,” he told her as he eased her dress down her torso, then over her bottom before letting it slide down her legs to the floor. Her tiny white panties were the next to go.

Cooper went to his knees then helped her down until she was sitting in the center of the blanket. It took him a minute to free her feet from the sandals, but once he did, he took his time looking at her. Tessa was perfection. Her curly blonde hair wild around her face, golden skin glistening with perspiration. He continued looking his fill, letting his gaze travel over her breasts, admiring the dusky pink tips, still puckered, then over her gently rounded belly to the soft curls between her thighs.

“Why am I the only one not dressed?” she asked, drawing his eyes back up to hers.

“Because I’m not done with you yet. Trust me, we’ll get there. For now, I want to feast on your pretty pussy.” Cooper loved the way her green eyes darkened when he told her exactly what he wanted to do to her. He sensed she was turned on by the vulgar words, which only spurred him on further. “I want to slide my tongue deep inside of you until you’re screaming my name again.”

And heaven help him, when Tessa screamed his name as she came, he’d damn near fallen to his knees.

“What’re you waiting for, cowboy?”

Fuck.

Cooper didn’t need to be told twice. Easing her legs farther apart, he lowered himself to the floor, shouldering his way between her thighs, inhaling her sweet, musky scent. When she moved, he looked up the delectable curve of her body to see she was propping herself up on the pillow.

So she wanted to watch, did she?

Cooper took his time, running one finger through her wet folds, grazing her clit every so often before separating her swollen lips and baring her completely to his gaze. She was pink and wet and so damn perfect, his mouth watered with the need to taste her. Unwilling to rush, he used the tip of his tongue to glide down the outer portion of her labia, down, then up, stopping at the swollen bundle of nerves before flicking his tongue sharply.

“Oh, God!” Tessa’s scream split the air and a surge of satisfaction filled him.

Sucking her clit into his mouth, he teased her gently before releasing her, sliding his tongue lower until he reached her entrance. One hard thrust of his tongue had her hips bucking beneath him. He reached up, gripped her hip bones and held her in place as he began fucking her with his tongue. He increased the pressure, alternating between relentlessly flicking her clit, then returning to bury his tongue in her sweet, warm pussy.

He wanted to slide his cock inside of her. Wanted to feel her heat envelop him. It wouldn’t take much before she pulled his release from him, but he wasn’t willing to end it just yet. Although, Cooper was pretty damned sure he wasn’t stopping at only one time. Not tonight anyway.

“I need to feel you inside me,” Tessa begged. “Please, Cooper. I want to feel you.”

He couldn’t resist the thought of her wrapped around him, but he wasn’t willing to let her have a break.

Pushing himself up onto his knees, Cooper met her gaze. “Play with yourself,” he ordered. “I want to see how you use your fingers to fuck yourself.”

Tessa didn’t hesitate and once again, Cooper was desperately trying to muster up enough control to hold out just a little while longer. Pushing to his feet, he kept his gaze locked between her thighs, watching her fingers as she slowly slid one deep into her pussy, her moans filling the night and making his dick throb.

“You’re so pretty, Tessa,” he groaned, his body hard and his brain fuzzy. He knew he was standing for a reason, but it took him a few seconds to remember he was supposed to be getting naked.

Time stood still as he managed to remove his clothes in record time, barely remembering to grab the condom out of his pocket. Rather than move closer, he rolled the condom on, then began stroking his cock, his gaze roaming back to her face. The way she watched him made him want to move faster, to give in to the release that was beckoning.

What he wouldn’t give to feel her mouth wrapped around his cock. Her sweet, soft tongue teasing him. A tortured groan escaped, and he noticed Tessa smile. She was an angel with a devilishly naughty side. He liked that. Really liked that.

He nearly fell to his knees when she crooked her finger, inviting him closer while her other hand continued to thrust slowly, sinfully.

She was going to be the death of him.

Lowering himself to his knees once again, Cooper leaned over her, propping himself on his forearms, purposely leaving space between their bodies. Tessa pulled her arm up from between her legs, her eyes darting down to his mouth. When she teased his bottom lip with her finger, the same one she’d been fucking herself with, he slowly sucked it into his mouth.

“Let me feel you,” Tessa whispered as he bent closer to nibble her bottom lip, his cock resting between her thighs, the heat of her tormenting him.

In one swift move, Cooper flipped them, rolling her over until she was straddling his hips while he took the brunt force of the ungiving planks beneath them.

“Ride me, Tessa.”

Her eyes once again widened, but she didn’t falter as she leaned forward on one arm, using her other hand to guide his erection right to the heart of her.

Fucking hell.

So damn tight.

Cooper gritted his teeth, groaning as her body pulled him deeper, the tight walls of her sex squeezing him until he wasn’t sure he’d be able to breathe from the sheer ecstasy of it. He didn’t have time to think before she was lifting off of him, then lowering. Over and over again. Her lush, perky tits directly above his face as she took him deeper inside of her.

“Fuck!” The word escaped on a pained breath as he fought to hold on, not willing to come just yet because he didn’t want it to be over. “That’s it, darlin’. Fuck me.”

Tessa smiled down on him, her eyes glazed over with lust as she continued to ride him, faster, harder. Gripping her hips, Cooper met her thrusts, burying himself to the hilt inside of her, reveling that she was taking his full length.

“You feel so good,” she whispered. “So good.”

Cooper pulled her forward, crushing her breasts against his chest as he held her hips immobile, grinding his pelvis upward, lifting her, then pulling her down on his cock. They were both sweating, the evening breeze doing little to dampen the desire burning out of control.

“Yes! Fuck me, Cooper. Fuck me harder!”

Cooper lost his last vestiges of control, her words shattering his mind as he began thrusting harder.

“Come for me, Tessa. Fuck, baby. Come for me.” He wasn’t beyond begging. He refused to come until she did, but he couldn’t hold on much longer. The velvet grip of her pussy on his cock sent waves of sensation to the base of his spine. With each bone jarring thrust, his balls tightened, his muscles contracted.

“Cooper!”

Tessa’s scream was the only warning he received as her body clamped down on him, pulling him deeper, milking his release from him. Not to mention, shattering something deep inside of him.

Something he wasn’t sure would ever be the same if she decided this wasn’t enough for her.

By the time the sun penetrated her sleepy brain, Tessa had been rolling over, attempting to get away from the intrusive light. Expecting to feel the softness of her mattress, she groaned as pain shot through her hip from the hard, ungiving ground beneath her. Peeling one eye open, she noticed she was not in her bed, but rather outside. Memories of the events from the night before raced through her mind, her body immediately overheating. A full body blush consumed her as she remembered exactly what they’d done.

“Good morning.” The deep, melodic rumble teased her eardrums and Tessa leaned back against the warm body behind her.

Before she could even respond with her own morning greeting, Cooper lifted her leg, slipping his cock between her thighs from behind, easily sliding inside of her. Apparently her dreams, or maybe just her subconscious knowing he was there beside her, had been enough to prepare her for him first thing.

“Oh.” Tessa let the word linger on an exhale, enjoying the full sensation of him inside of her.

Although he was almost painfully thick, her body had finally acclimated to the delicious intrusion, and she began rocking her hips backward. Her head lifted as his bicep tightened beneath her ear, his hand coming to rest on her bare breast, gripping it.

“I want to wake up like this more often,” he grumbled in her ear. “So wet, so tight,” he panted. “Never enough.”

Tessa knew just what he was saying. The way they had given in to each other several times through the night, she still wanted more of him. The seductive friction of his steel hard length as he burrowed deep inside of her had her gasping for breath.

When he leaned over her, effectively rolling her onto her stomach, Tessa’s breath hitched. He was behind her, his hard body pressed against hers fully, his hips rocking as he began fucking her harder. The morning sun was bright, yet she didn’t worry that anyone could see them. At the moment, she wasn’t even sure she would care. She just wanted him to continue.

Cooper’s thrusts abated as he lifted her hips until she was on her knees, the thin sleeping bag not nearly enough to relieve the pain from the hard wood beneath them, but the divine sensation of him sliding back into her dissolved most of her discomfort.

“Can you come for me again, darlin’?”

“If you keep doing that,” Tessa’s breath hitched, a moan disrupting her sentence. “Oh, God, yes.” And that’s all it took. The sharp, sudden tremor in her womb erupted outward as he slammed into her over and over again, sending shards of electricity through her veins as she hurled herself over the edge into mind-numbing bliss.

Two hours later, Tessa was back at home, standing beneath the warm spray of her shower, her aching muscles reminding her just how much pleasure Cooper had bestowed upon her the night before. Ever since she had asked him to take her home, scared she would wear out her welcome, she’d been trying to think of anything other than how in tune their bodies had been. She didn’t want to remember how wild she’d gotten with him, how her inhibitions had all but disappeared as he told her exactly what he planned to do to her, right before he followed through.

He must think she was easy. That thought was like a bucket of ice water being dumped over her head, forcing the heat from the memories to disappear instantly.

It didn’t matter that Cooper had seemed disappointed that she didn’t want to stay longer. It didn’t matter that he offered to come inside and help her christen her shower. None of it mattered when she thought about the repercussions of what she’d done.

What happened when she pissed him off? What happened when she pushed Cooper away, and he retaliated against her? If history were to repeat itself, which she feared it would, he was going to spread vile rumors about her through their small town.

Just like Chad Harper.

Only people would listen to Cooper.

Tessa moved under the water, hoping the warmth would penetrate the chill that had taken up residence in her body. Chad was the only man Tessa had been with since Richie died four years ago. He was also the sole reason she knew she’d never be in a relationship again if she could help it. He was also the reason she didn’t have sex. Not even casual one nighters.

As he so kindly reminded her, she was out of control when it came to what she wanted. He’d told his friends how she’d begged him to fuck her. Repeatedly. Which she had, no doubt. During the throes of passion. Between the two of them. Never did she expect him to share their intimate moments with anyone else. But he did. Oh, how he did.

She’d learned her lesson. Considering she and Richie had been young, their sex life had still been enough to satisfy her. Tessa had learned a little too late that not all men were like Richie. Not all men knew how to keep their personal lives private.

For months after she tossed Chad to the curb because of his verbal abuse, Tessa had to fend off men who were looking for a good time. She had idiotically thought she was falling in love with Chad. They had only dated for a couple of months, but he’d filled a void that Richie had left when he died.