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His fingertips massage my scalp gently, and my eyelids flutter, trying to stay open, trying not to succumb.
But fuck, that feels really nice.
When was the last time someone played with my hair?
A low groan escapes my lips and I feel my body heat in embarrassment. The only reason I’m even letting him do this is because I’m desperate. It has to be.
I’m touch-starved.
“What do you want to watch? I’m thinking you’re less of a rom-com guy and more of an action thriller, yes?”
My eyes pop open, and I shrug, thankful that he didn’t bring up the moan I just made. “Doesn’t matter.”
“Hm, okay, so what I’m hearing you say is that I get to pick. Oh, the power I yield.”
He flicks through a few films and settles on a steamy romance movie which I find myself watching far too much of. Doesn’t help that his hand never leaves me, moving from my scalp, to behind my ears and down my neck. My entire body is thrumming with pleasure and my dick is hard.
Probably from the scenes on the TV. It has nothing to do with the fact that Coop is touching me.
Not at all.
“You picked the smuttiest thing you could find, didn’t you?” I say, my voice unusually low. I reach between my legs and press on my cock, willing it to go down, but it doesn’t work. It’s up for the count.
“I mean, I did want to make you squirm, but I didn’t realize it would be this graphic. God, I’ve never seen so many boobs in my life.”
I huff a laugh right before biting my lip to hold in a moan. Damn, when he massages those pressure points behind my ear it makes me…well, it makes me all tingly.
“Ever wonder what it’s like for the actors to film these scenes in front of an entire crew?”
“No, but it’s probably why they get paid the big bucks.”
“Hm, maybe you should go into porn, Matthew. If you had a site with graphic material, I’d subscribe.”
I tilt my head up and meet his dancing gaze. “I’m not going into porn.”
“Shame. You’d make a killing. You’re a hottie, Matthew.”
He grins and then shifts beneath me. I lift my head slightly, giving him some space. But a minute later, he moves again.
“My leg is falling asleep. Come here,” Coop says, spreading his legs wide open.
When I hesitate, he sighs. “Just come here and let me take care of you. It doesn’t have to mean anything.”
“Good, because it doesn’t,” I murmur as I crawl between his naked thighs and lean back against his chest.
His body is completely bare against me, his skin warm and sweet-smelling.
“There, that’s better,” he says as he shifts a little more, getting comfortable, and I melt into him. I try like hell not to, but I can’t help it. It’s those magic fingers in my hair again, on my neck, massaging my shoulders.
It’s far more sensual than I planned, being pressed up against him, having him touch me like this. And while a small part of me wants to roll away, the rest of me just leans into it.
What does it even matter?
We’re married and it feels good.
This feels good.
My eyelids flutter shut and my hand slips under the covers, settling right on my hard dick. I give it a squeeze before nuzzling into Coop’s chest.
