She finally undoes my belt and opens my jeans, spreading them as wide as the zipper will go. She grips the waistband and starts to pull them down. I raise my hips helping her take my pants and boxers off before she comes down over me again. I want to reach for her but the handcuff on my wrist prevents me.
My eyes stay locked on her as she places a kiss on my hip before licking her way over to my dick. It’s standing straight up and precum is leaking from the tip. He’s way too excited about how close her mouth is getting to him. My whole body tenses as I feel her warm breath fan over the tip. I watch as her tongue darts out and licks up some of the liquid pumping from my cock.
She moans at the first taste before her mouth opens wide and she takes my tip into her mouth. She licks and sucks up and down my length, taking more and more of me with each pass. Soon I can feel my cock hitting the back of her throat and I moan at the sensation. She can only take about half of me but that’s fine with me. Her hand comes up and massages my balls before it wraps around the half of my dick that she can’t fit into her mouth.
Looking down at Harley with her mouth stuffed full of my cock, her handing jerking me off, is the hottest thing that I have ever seen and I’m close to coming already. She takes me deep and moans around my length and the sensation is too much.
“Fuck, Harley.” I moan as my free hand tangles in her hair and I come down her throat.
Harley swallows over and over again, drinking down all of my release. She sits up, wiping her lips clean before she smiles at me. Her lips are puffy and swollen from sucking on me and the sight makes me hard all over again. Harley raises her eyebrow at me and I grin back at her.
Her alarm goes off before we can start anything though and she groans as she reaches over to shut it off. She slides off the bed, grabbing some clean clothes before she tugs them on. I jiggle my wrist and she reaches over to the nightstand, picking up the keys. She tosses them to me as she sits down to tug her shoes on.
“I’ll give you a ride.” I say as I tug my pants and boxers back up and buckle them around my waist.
“You don’t have to.” She tries to argue.
“I want to, Harley. Besides, I need to eat anyways so we’re headed to the same place.”
She smiles at me as we head for the door.
Seven
Harley
Cooper followsme into the café and takes a seat at the counter while I head into the kitchen to get everything started. There’s a big window in the middle of the wall so we can still see each other while I make all of the pastries and baked goods that we’ll sell today. I need to get them all finished before people start coming in and ordering breakfast.
I pull out all of my ingredients and wash my hands while I ask Cooper about his time in Charleston and what the police academy was like. I listen to him, chuckling when he tells me about one of his drill sergeants who had seen Police Academy one too many times.
I put the first couple of trays into the oven and set the timer while I head back to roll out some more dough. He asks me about Peyton and my plans for the future and I get lost in telling him about what we want to do to the Beachside Café and the Bakery next door. We discuss if it should be a full coffee shop as well and what type of color schemes we were leaning towards while I take out the first batch of baked goods and slide in the next couple of trays.
I put a couple of different types of pastries on a plate and bring them out to Cooper. He devours them so fast that by the time I make it back to the kitchen to take out the next batch, his plate is empty. I laugh and offer him some more.
I’m just finishing taking the last batch out of the oven and organizing the others in the display cases when the first customers start to trickle in. The morning shift waitresses came in a couple of minutes ago and they seat everyone while I start to prep the rest of the breakfast menu.
I look out the window at Cooper and see he’s already staring at me.
“You taking off?” I call out to him.
“Yeah, I need to run some errands. What time do you get done?”
“Peyton should be here about 2 and we need to go over some paperwork. I should be finished around 3.”
“Ok, I’ll be back to pick you up then.” He says and he stands up to go.
“Wait!” I call out, brushing my flour-dusted hands off on my apron as I push out the kitchen door to meet him.
He’s standing at the edge of the counter and I walk right up to him, wrapping my hands around his neck so that I can pull him down to me. Our lips meet and I waste no time in pushing my tongue into his mouth. I want to claim him now so that word spreads by noon that Sheriff Cooper is taken. I want everyone to know that he is mine.
We break apart when we start to hear cheering and I smile as I look around at the group of young women who are clapping for us. Cooper chuckles behind me before he leans down to whisper in my ear.
“Looks like you’ve made your point. Everyone will know that I’m yours now.”
I turn around to look up at him.
“Do you know that you’re mine?” I ask as I lean into him.
“Yeah, baby. I’ve been yours since the day I saw you. There’s never been anyone else for me and there never will be.”