“I really want you,” I said, caressing his leg and making him sigh. “I feel a little logy from the huge dinner though, so I might lay there and let you do all the work.”
“After watching you touch yourself, I think I can merely close my eyes, think of that, and instantly come. I doubt you’ll need to do much.”
“If you do feel like you need more help, I could touch myself again.”
“Shit,” he groaned, grabbing the bill. “We’re leaving.”
Grinning, I packed my school supplies while he hurried the waitress to charge his card. Once the bill was paid, I followed him out the door.
Teasing Cooper the whole way home, I nearly climbed into his lap at one point. He loved it, but regretted not wearing sweatpants. Even though he was so horny that he nearly ripped off his clothes Hulk-style as soon as we were in his apartment, Cooper was careful. After our redneck fuck where he released hours of pent-up need, he slowed down and teased me until I was again seconds from an orgasm.
While I never pushed past the wall, I also didn’t have bad dreams. We fooled around for a solid hour with another half hour of cuddling. Finally, there was one last round after I made the mistake of grazing Cooper’s cock with my hand. Then, we were asleep and I dreamed of building a house in the river. I dreamed of pigging out at a trough. I dreamed of all kinds of silly things, but my mind never returned to Travis and the week with his friends.
Chapter Nineteen
The Westfield County Fair was a big deal in Ellsberg. Students and faculty talked about it all week and everyone I knew planned to enjoy the rides, food, music, and atmosphere. Even though I had agreed to pick up shifts over the weekend, Cooper had a conversation with Arnie who miraculously remembered how someone with more seniority asked for the shifts. Now, I was able to attend the fair.
Irritation felt like the right response to someone controlling my choices, but I really wanted to go to the fair. Plus, Cooper gave me a great Friday and I knew he would be bummed if I refused to go to the fair with him. He was like a kid wanting to show me everything he loved. His favorite corndog. His favorite chili. His favorite rides. The band he heard when he was a kid, now consisting of senior citizens. He told me how he sat on his dad’s shoulders, eating cotton candy while they played. Cooper shared it all with me and I loved every moment.
As we sat on the top of the Ferris wheel, Cooper suddenly laughed.
“What?” I asked.
“You look like a little kid. The expression on your face is killing me.”
“I was just thinking how you were so excited like a boy, instead of a man.”
To prove he was all man, Cooper’s gaze locked on my chest. “The girls jiggle in the best way every time the car jerks to a stop.”
“You’re so horny.”
“You can’t know how much.”
Laughing, I glanced around, realized we were high up enough for no one to see, and caressed his crotch. I found him as hard as I expected.
“One day, when I’m super normal about sex,” I whispered, “I’m going to do very wicked things with you up here. Then, more wicked things down there and over there. I’m going to sex you up all over the fair. Unfortunately, I’m not normal yet so you’ll have to live with snug pants.”
“Bitch,” he said, grinning.
“Jackass.”
“God, you’re fucking hot,” he muttered, removing my hand. “I’m going to jizz my pants at this rate and my mom is probably watching. Don’t tease me and ruin the lie I tell her about being a virgin.”
The very idea of him being a virgin sent us into hysterics. Laughing so hard that we still hadn’t gotten ourselves under control when it was our turn to get off, we stumbled from the ride.
“Virgin,” I whispered, rolling my eyes.
“I don’t remember a girl before you.”
“Bullshit.”
Cooper paid for a pink heart-shaped balloon then handed it to me. “Fine, I have vague memories, but they fade every day I spend with you.”
“More bullshit.”
Pulling me to a stop, Cooper caressed my cheek. “When we broke up for that day, I saw this girl who has great tits. I never knew what the rest of her looked like, but the chick has banging tits. When I saw her that day, I didn’t even notice her tits and trust me they were probably right out there for me to notice. It was the first time I noticed she was a redhead. That’s how much I love you. I’m noticing girls’ hair colors and personalities and shit.”
“I find this confession oddly romantic.”
Cooper’s grin widened then he saw someone and his smile was gone. I tried to turn to look the direction he was staring, but he held me in place.
“Do you think about other guys?” he asked, holding me still.
“No. Who are you looking at?”
By the time Cooper let me turn, whoever he was irritated at had disappeared into the crowd. I glanced at him and frowned.
“Who?”
“You love me so it doesn’t matter.”
“I do love you.”
Cooper’s smile was back. “I have a surprise for you later, but first I need to ditch you with Bailey and the girls.”
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