Chapter Eight

Cooper

Iris leaves the house in a thin white robe. The wind blows it back and I'm left with the shadowed view of her thick curves. This is the girl I've dreamt about for years. The girl that moves me in ways I can't describe. She's crazy, dramatic and wild, but she's also thoughtful, kind, and sweet. Iris is a combination that can't be replicated. It's the best possible blend, and she's a flavor I have to devour.

I've set a spot for us on the beach with a blanket and a fire. It's still spring in the mountains and the weather this time of night isn't the warmest. Luckily for us, the fire at least cuts the chill to a bearable level.

The closer Iris gets, the clearer her frame becomes, and soon, the light from the fire shadows her curves until her heavy breasts come into view and that soft pink pussy I was touching earlier is within my sights.

My cock thumps against my zipper as I try to wrap my head around what she's doing. I figured we'd take our time and go slow. I'd undress her, and then we'd say sweet things until we were both so torn apart with desperation that we had to fuck. But like everything Iris does, I don't see what comes next.

She strips off the robe and tosses it onto the blanket with the baby monitor and smiles. "I'm nervous."

"I wouldn't know it."

"Yeah, this is to break the ice. I didn't want that whole dramatic undressing thing. So… here I am." Both hands land on her hips and then wrap around her waist. "Is this how we start?"

I pull her toward me. God, I want this girl. She's fucking crazy and I want every ounce of it. "You are stunning, baby girl." My hand smooths over her hips and onto her breast as my cock presses harder against my jeans.

She stands back in the light of the fire and puts some low music on her cell phone. It's a mix of some light rock from a playlist she's rattled off. "So do we like… just go at it, or…"

"You sure you want to do this? A lot changes after this moment." I sit on the blanket, and she settles next to me. Fuck, I love seeing her naked. I don't deserve it. She's so full, thick, and tight. "We can't go back to where we were. I… after this… I need to know you're mine."

She leans in and kisses my chest gently. "I've always been yours, and you'll always be mine, Cooper. Just promise me you won't disappear again."

"Baby, I'm not going anywhere. Had I known you felt this way, I'd have inhaled you a long time ago. The trouble's gonna be, letting life go on after this."

"Well, like Collette said, maybe this washes everything from our system. It's a cleansing."

"It won't be a cleansing for me, baby. I'll only want you more."

She nods and leans into my lips, unzipping my jeans.

My eyes should shut, but they're on her hard nipples and the soft glint of her wet pussy in the moonlight.

She's excited. My beautiful, baby girl is excited. She wants me inside of her. She wants me to devour her.

I scrape off my jeans and sit next her, naked as she studies my frame. Her small hand wanders down my chest, through my hair, and onto my cock.

"This is the only part I'm worried about. You're so big. Will it like… tear me?"

I bundle her close and kiss the top of her head. "We'll go slow."

I don't deserve this. I don't deserve this sweet, little girl and her tight, little pussy.

"Lay back, baby. Let me get you ready."

She lays back on the blanket and the wind blows, changing direction of the heat toward us. It's almost as though the universe is agreeing that we belong together. We're supposed to be here, her legs spread wide and her thick thighs glistening.

Guilt rattles through me. Not ten feet from us is the house where my best friend is asleep. He trusts me, yet here I am, doing dirty, terrible things to his little sister. His much younger, little sister.

I should stop myself. I should do the right thing, be the good guy, the guy I've always been. But when I catch sight of Iris' swollen, excited, soft, little mound, I can't help but dive in.

Grabbing her round ass in my hand, I kiss her pussy, flick her clit, and scrape my teeth against her lips.

She grips hold of my shoulders and digs in, moaning and grinding against my face. "Yes! Oh my God! Yes!" Breathy little moans escape, desperation dripping from each syllable.

My cock presses forward, and the urgency to own her becomes overwhelming. Earlier, even seconds ago, I'd wanted to make love. I'd wanted to hold her close, caress her skin, kiss every line from her neck to her toes. Now, I want to bend her over, grab hold of the back of her hair, and fuck her… hard.

I need to slow down. I need to remember this is her first time.

"I need your cock," she moans, grinding up into my face. "I need it now. I want you spreading me apart. Please!" Her pleading tone is driving straight through me and toward my aching cock.

I lick her sweet pussy and take in her scent before pulling up. "Bend over, on all fours." I'm an animal. A complete fucking animal. If I don't have her now, I'm going to die!

She does as I've asked, bending forward with her pretty ass in the air.

"Good girl. Are you ready for me?"

"Yes! Now! I need you!"

Her long pink hair sways back and I bundle it up in my hand, clenching my teeth as I angle my cock into her slick, little pussy.

The whimpering sounds that come from her lips should slow me down, but they only make me harder. The harder I get, the less blood that reaches my brain. The less blood in my brain, the deeper I need to be inside of her.

She's so smooth, so wet. I glide forward and sink deeper into her tight cavern. "You okay?"

"Don't stop. Please." She's panting now.

I drive into her deeper, gripping her hips as her tits scrub against the fabric of the blanket. This is heaven. The clouds have parted and I'm here. I could describe the afterlife in perfect detail. I've seen it. Heaven is a blanket on the beach, with gentle waves lapping at the shore, a soft fire, a moonlit sky, and Iris bent over for me to take.

Fuck!

"I'm going to come, baby girl. Tell me you need it."

"I need your come. I need your come so bad!" She pants. "Harder! I can take it."

I grip her tighter and groan. "Good girl. Now come on my cock. Be a good fucking girl and come on my cock!"

She screams out, loud. Her pussy spasms around my length and she's so slick, so hot, so fucking gorgeous. "God! What the hell? That was insane."

Her sounds. Her sweet, loud, wild sounds.

I grip her tighter and pump harder, desperate to come. I'm so close now.

Lights flick on in the cabin. Oh no! Fuck!

One by one they flash on as though someone is running down the stairs.

"Don't stop," Iris pants. "We have time. I need your come!"

Nothing makes sense. I don't know what's happened. My brain is offline and the need to come inside of her is overwhelming.

I hear the door slam, but I thrust harder and angle in, hitting places that drive scream after scream through her.

Suddenly, I realize why someone is running from the house.

"Don't stop!" Iris roars. "I'm a good girl. Good girls get your come!"

Oh my fucking God!

I can see the shadow of a person moving toward us, but I can't stop. I thrust harder and harder until I've filled her up and made my claim.

Iris leans forward and scoops up her robe, tugging it over her shoulders. I pull the edge of the blanket over my lap, but it's too late. Bryan is standing in front of us and I'm pretty sure this time… he's rested.