over my cock would feel like. I wanted to know what it would feel like.
I knew this was all sorts of wrong as the push and pull happening with my subconscious continued. I could easily call Christian, and he’d be here to slip into Cooper’s role without question. But as my fantasy continued to play out, flipping through one detailed fantasy after another of Cooper sucking my cock like a pro, a freight train wouldn’t be able to stop me at that point.
“I’m gonna come,” I said to no one. Every tug represented an imaginary suck, and when I further willed Cooper to take me in deeper until I hit the back of his throat, I cried out his name at the same time as my cock released itself, almost painfully.
It took a few long minutes to recover. Shame, resentment, and even a touch of confusion spiraled within me, but it was regret that I’d allowed him to talk me into this mess that dominated.
If Cooper Stanton could fuck me up the way he just had in a sex dream, I didn’t have a doubt in my mind it wouldn’t end well for me once we parted ways.
I was so affected by the aftershocks of my release, my cell buzzing on the nightstand scared the fuck out of me. Seeing Cooper’s name prompted yet another debate, but just before the fourth and final ring, I shakily reached for it and answered his call.
“Cooper,” I said flatly.
“How did you know it was me?”
“I stole your number out of Rebecca’s phone,” I said without embarrassment. “I meant it when I said I wanted to call you… to see how you were doing.”
He chuckled. “I did the same.” His levity was soon replaced with tension. “Look, I’ve been thinking, and if all of this is too much for you… I don’t want to put you through…” A long pause came before he finally said, “You hate me, and I don’t blame you.”
“Hate you?” I asked, amused. In fact, the entire conversation struck me as funny. There I was coming down from one of the hardest orgasms I’d ever had—that didn’t include another person—and he thought I hated him?
“Yeah. I’m being selfish, and it’s not fair to you to put my psychological issues before your feelings. I decided I’m going to see a therapist, talk to someone. And maybe he or she will be able to—”
“Shut up, Cooper,” I barked, sick of his back-and-forth. I may have given him a pass for all his indecisiveness months ago, but his pushing us into the next step tonight meant he no longer had that right. Going with complete honesty as he wanted, I asked, “Do you want to know what I just did?”
“What?”
“I jerked off to a fantasy of you sucking my cock. So suffice it to say, this goes beyond your psychological issues.”
I assumed from the long stretch of silence my claim had scared him straight again. And then he had to go and ask, “Was I any good?”
“For fuck’s sake! Are you punking me?” I snapped.
“Punking you how?”
I could hear the amusement in his voice, and it further pissed me off. He thought this was all a big joke. “Punking me as in you’ve been with a dude, maybe even more than once, and this is some kind of challenge you set up for yourself in a typical Professor Stanton kind of way. Let’s rattle Ricky Burrows to the core? Get even for his prick-like ways? Maybe you’re writing a novel and I’m your muse?”
His deep, sexy chuckle rumbled through the line. “I assume you have those assumptions because of my sister?”
“Are you denying you love a challenge?”
“Not at all,” he threw back. “But a challenge to me is registering for a 10K marathon instead of my normal 5K. Or taking a class in mastering the art of making homemade sushi.”
“You did that?”
“Yep. I failed it epically.”
It was my turn to chuckle. “That’s pathetic.”
“Don’t judge.” A small groan came next before he added, “But I don’t consider deciding to date a man a challenge.”
“We’re dating now?”
“Like fuck I’ll be getting anywhere near your cock without getting a meal or two out of it.”
There was that smart mouth of his again, and boy would I love to shut him up for real. “Noted. Dinner before you blow me. Got it.”
And just like that, the mere mention of him blowing me caused my dick to stretch, hoping for another round. From his groan, his dick had