Free Touch Me - Complete Collection by Lucia Jordan Page A

pulled her close and kissed her. “I'm going to eat you up when I get back.”
    Jenny shook with the need to have him inside her again. It was going to be a long day at work. “I’ll be waiting,” she said and he winked, chuckling as he left the apartment.
    **
    Two weeks later, Jenny was lying on the couch, laughing uncontrollably while Cooper gave her an impromptu strip show on
to
a One Direction song. “Laugh all you want, sweetheart. It
’
s your turn next.” He grinned, sliding his pants down and kicking them off.
    “Ooh!” Jenny said and laughed harder.
    The last two weeks had been the best two weeks of her life. Cooper had surprised her with a mutiny of feelings. She was giddy around him with awe. Now, she recognized the handsome twenty-eight-year-old as the thirteen-year-old she once loved like no one else. He was sweet and charming and he took care of her every need. And he made her laugh.
    She had never been the rolling-on-the-floor-laughing kind. With Cooper, she finally realized that she hadn’t been running with the right crowd. He gave her fits of hysterics that ended with her eyes watering and her stomach aching.
    He slipped his hands into the waistband of his boxers, and Jenny slipped two fingers into her mouth, whistling so loudly that he lurched.
    “What the fuck!” he hissed laughingly as he abandoned his boxers and strode to her. Clasping her waist, he lifted her clear off the couch.
    “Let me go!”
    “Your turn, missy. Strip for me! Now!” He smacked her hard across her ass and she tilted, the sting making her eyes water.
    “That’s the last time you ’ve smack ed me!” she yelled with mock anger, wiping tears of hilarity from her eyes.
    “Says who?”
    “Says the person to whom the ass in question belongs! It hurts!” she lied. Well it did hurt, but she liked it nonetheless.
    “I thought it belonged to me!” he said vehemently, feigning a sad, shocked face.
    She grabbed a cushion and smacked him with it. “No, it doesn’t!”
    “Really?” His expression changed. He stood up, his boxers the only piece of garment on his large intimidating body, and marched toward her.
    “No!” Jenny cried and bolted toward the bedroom, but he grabbed her around the waist before she took a single step. He hauled her writhing, fighting body to the couch and pushed her face into the seat.
    “Whose ass is it?” he asked breathlessly, overpowering her scuffles easily.
    She laughed harder, wheezing with rapid breaths. “Mine!”
    He pushed her down and jerked her PJ bottoms off her ass. Harshly stroking both cheeks with his hand, he grunted before smacking her hard. She yelped and pulled away. Her giggles continued but the pain made her face go red.
    “Who ass is it, Jenny?” He slid his hand hand over the sore pinked spot before smacking her again, harder this time.
    “Unh! It hurts. Stop!”
    He leant down, gliding his tongue over the soft pussy lips visible beneath the crack. She rocked and fell forward, the fight flowing out of her limbs, her toes, and her fingertips.
    His tongue pressed a circle around her pussy opening. It was already dribbling, owing to his rigorous handling and stiff smacks. It traveled up to her ass cheeks, sliding over the red spot that his hand had left behind. “It
’
s my ass. All mine!” He bit a mouthful and Jenny whimpered, jutting her hips out, her fingernails digging into the couch.
    He released her body because she was no longer fighting him, and slipped two fingers down her crack to the quailing hole begging to be touched. He pushed the lips apart, and claimed her innards with possessive pride.
    “Oh, Coop!” She squirmed as the fingers slipped inside her wetly, and gasped as he dragged them out.
    “Whose ass is it, Jenny?” He bit her flesh again, his sharp teeth grazing the already sore cheeks. She bit her lip, thrusting her hips back toward him.
    “Yours. All yours!” she said through clenched teeth. As a reward, his fingers traveled up to her