I blink over at him, discreetly adjusting my dick. Coop peers down at it and grins.
“I can’t with you,” I grumble. “Not a word,” I add as I make my way toward his mother and father, who are perched near the island. His mother’s lips are pulled up in a grin while his father watches me assessingly.
“You must be the boy that my son is so captivated with that he actually settled down,” his mother says fondly.
“Mom, honestly,” Coop grumbles as I shake their hands. His mom holds on a little too long, and his father squeezes my palm roughly.
“It’s so nice to meet you,” I tell them both, shifting under his father’s serious glare.
“I love your name. It’s very beautiful, very much you,” his mother says. “Since my son has so rudely not introduced us, I’m Isabella and this is Gio. We are so happy to make your acquaintance. Finally. We would have come sooner, but Japan was too gorgeous to leave.”
“I bet,” I say and then turn to look at Coop, who is watching me intently. There’s a stilted silence, and I feel the weight of it settle on me.
I’m losing the ability to breathe under the pressure.
I hear them say something in Italian, and Cooper glowers at them.
“Only English please,” he says and then turns toward me. “Love, would you like to help me pick out some wine? I think we need wine.”
I nod, thankful for the distraction. With shaking legs, I follow him to the small room in the back of the loft where he keeps his cases of wine, and as soon as we’re out of sight from his parents, he pushes me against the wall.
“I’m sorry, they just showed up without calling me first.”
“It’s fine,” I say as he presses his lips to mine.
“It’s not. But they won’t be here long. They just wanted to meet you. Someone let it slip…”
“What?” I ask as he kisses me again, distracting me with his mouth. Fuck, he tastes good, and I missed him all goddamn day. I’ve been waiting for this moment since leaving him this morning.
“I was planning to tell them about us when they got home from Japan but apparently someone already told them. I don’t know who, but they’ve been grilling me with questions.”
“Oh shit,” I mutter as his tongue snakes into my mouth and I breath him in deeply. I just inhale him, like a drug. I definitely need drugs at this moment, or something to get me through meeting his parents. Especially his dad, who seems very skeptical of me.
“But it’s fine, it will be fine. We’ll just explain it all to them.”
I don’t know how to explain though.
I don’t even think I can explain it to myself.
I just like Coop.
I like him a fuck ton.
Arching into his touch, I grab on to his hair and angle his head to have better access to his mouth.
He moans against me, and instead of pushing him away so we can get back to his parents, I just pull him closer. I just need a few minutes of this before I go out and face whatever questions they have, questions I won’t be able to answer.
“Oh god, let me blow you. Real quick,” he pants, as he reaches between us and grabs on to my hard dick. He squeezes it gently, the heel of his palm grinding down the hard, straining length, and I can’t help but let out a small groan.
“Shit. We can’t. Your parents are right out there.”
“Then be quiet. We can be quick,” he says as he falls to his knees and works my sweatpants down my legs, engulfing my cock in his mouth with deft precision, like he’s on a mission to get me off. And as much as I should pull away, because this is indecent and will give a terrible impression if they find us like this, I don’t stop him. Just let him suck on me until I explode straight into his mouth. He moans lowly as he drinks me down, and then I watch as his fist shuttles up and down his own dick seconds before it explodes across the floor, his mouth trembling against my thigh as he shakes from the force of it.
We just stay like that for a long minute, catching our breath, trying to regain ourselves. Seconds later, he finally stands on wobbly legs, and I stare down at the mess he made on the floor.
“Should clean that up,” I rasp, and he nods, swallowing roughly. He has a bit of cum on his bottom lip, and I wipe it off, my finger lingering on the corner of his mouth before pushing inside. He’s warm, eager, slick.
Oh fuck, he’s so hot.