Boss Me (Private Listing #3)

I breathe out before opening my eyes. “Can I help you with dinner?”

“Of course.” He passes me a cutting board, a knife, and about half the vegetables left to cut up. We work quietly together. Noah disappears into the library where Blake works at the large table. I’m not sure where Coop is.

It’s familiar and domestic. It’s hard to believe I’ve been here only a few weeks. My heart is so wrapped up in these guys, it’s going to destroy me when I leave them. Eventually, I’ll have to. Being their secret won’t last.

Either the truth will come out or it will weigh too heavy on my heart, watching them pretend.

The apartment door bursts open, startling me.

“Fuck!” Coop slams the door behind him and strides into the living room, searching the area until his eyes land on me. He makes his way toward me with determination in his eyes that melts my panties.

I don’t even realize I’m backing up until I come up against the counter. He closes in on me and grabs the back of my neck. His mouth captures mine, and I cling to his shirt as he takes from me. I’d give him anything he needs. Always.

He lifts me onto the counter, never relinquishing my mouth. My fingers thread into his tied-back hair, not caring if I mess it up. The kiss goes on and on as he grinds his hard cock between my legs, pushing my desire to dizzying heights. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me still for him.

His lips leave mine to trail down to my neck, kissing, biting, sucking. I gasp in air. The world has been reduced to his mouth on my body, the press of his cock against my pussy, the need to feel him inside me.

“Fuck, I need you, sweetheart.”

“Trying to make dinner here.” Seth sounds mildly annoyed.

Coop gives him a haughty look and lifts me off the counter against him. I wrap my legs around his waist as he says, “Fine.”

He strides across the apartment and kicks open a door. We’re in the play room, but he doesn’t turn on the lights. He rips the covers off the bed and drops me in the center.

“Wait there,” he growls and stalks off to the bathroom. I draw in a breath.

Desire shivers through my veins. Coop can be playful, but I’ve never seen him fierce like this. Movement by the door captures my attention. Blake stands there with his arms crossed.

“You okay, tiger?”

Coop comes out of the bathroom before I have a chance to answer. “Go away, Blake.”

He lays a couple towels on the bed before ripping off his shirt. Buttons scatter every which way. His golden muscles on display capture my attention.

“Coop,” Blake warns.

“I’m fine, Blake.” I quickly undo my buttons, afraid my beautiful blouse will be the next thing Coop destroys as he works on his belt.

“See? She’s fine, Blake. Now fuck off.” He whips off his pants and comes at me, naked and hard.

The door shuts, but when I glance over, I meet Blake’s eyes as he sits on a bench.

“You want to watch?” Coop glances at him. “Fine, watch, but right now, she’s mine.”

Tingles course through me like I drank champagne. Coop reaches for me and jerks me upright. He’s rough as he finishes undressing me, but he’s gentle too. When I’m naked, he tosses me back on the bed and spreads my legs wide.

“Coop?” I’m about to mention the tampon when he grabs the string and draws it out.

“Sorry, if you’re squeamish about such things, but I need to be balls deep in your pussy, right now.” He dumps it in a trash can before climbing over my body. His cock lines up with my entrance and he slides all the way inside easily. I’m more than ready for him.

My breath catches as he gathers me against him. His mouth claims mine as he lifts my knees and spreads me wide. His muscles tighten against me as he pistons in and out of me, hard and fast, while his mouth devastates me.

It’s hot as fuck the way he needs me. Tingles and sparks race through my body.

He lifts me against him and pulls my hair to tip my head back. His mouth trails down to my neck, biting, sucking, marking me.

“Say you’re mine.”