Текст книги "Man Up Playboy "

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She nods, and hugs me. "I don't know why you give a shit, but thank you."

"Laura!" her mother scolds.

"What, Mom? I'm over eighteen now, did you forget my birthday was two weeks ago? Or do you think it no longer counts that I'm a legal adult because my legs negate every other functioning part of my body?"

"I don't like this. He shouldn't have taken you out of that shop, and you should not be sitting in his lap."

"Can you bring us back into the coffee shop? I'm not up for a scene."

"Sure." I move to stand, but she tightens her grip around my neck. "Please don't," her voice is soft and sad. "It's been so long since anyone held me like this. Can I just pretend for another few minutes that maybe my useless legs don't repulse you?"

"Hey." I stare into her eyes, "There's no need to pretend. You're beautiful. And there isn't anything repulsive about you. Got it?"

She darts her eyes away. I can feel the sadness take over her once again. Damn it. I had her in a good place and her mother fucking ruined it.

"I mean it." I say once we're back inside the coffee shop. "Any guy would be lucky you give him the time of day."

She smirks in response. She doesn't believe me. Okay. So much for trying to impress the other girl who probably thinks I have some strong sexual predator tendencies after listening to Laura's mother's rant. Right now, it's all about keeping Laura happy and in the moment.

"Do you have a phone?"

She shifts her weight and reaches in her back pocket. Before she can protest I yank it out of her hand, pull her close, and start snapping selfies of us.

"Anyone bothers you, or makes you feel like you’re not the most beautiful girl in the room, I want you to look at these pictures. Then you can ask yourself why I'd bother with you if you weren't amazing. And I mean everything about you."

Again her eyes drop down, she won't look at me. Okay. I have one last trick up my sleeve.

I look to the girl that up until five minutes ago I hoped to impress. She's standing beside us, still holding my book for me.

"May I?" I ask taking the book from her hands.

I flip open the front cover to show Laura the autograph. "I don't know if you like to read or not, but this is a romance signed by the author. It was mine, but I'd like you to have it."

Her eyes open wide in wonder, and her mouth drops. "It's the first in the Jaxson Stone series. That's so cool. Why do you have it?"

"Take a good look at the cover."

"Oh. My. God!" She squeals right in my ear. Great that's what I get for being a nice guy. "It's you! I can't believe you're him!" she says looking back and forth between the cover and me, excitement replaces every other emotion in her face.

I hear a gasp from the other girl. The one whose name is still a fucking mystery to me.

"Would you mind if I take a look?" she asks Laura.

"Sure."

"This is my new friend Laura." I say starting the introductions. "Laura, this is . . ." I'm not opposed to using this "good deed" to my advantage. If after seeing the giant S on my chest she still doesn't want to give me a chance, I'm done, I'm moving on. That must be the reason Laura has been thrown in my path. To remind me how short life is, and not to waste too much of it in any one place, on any one person.

"Selene." She says to Laura, then turns her beautiful blue eyes on me. "My name is Selene Davis."

Ding, ding, ding, one point for me. Now I need to capitalize on it.

"Okay, pretty lady. It's time to say goodbye." I say as I get to my feet with Laura still in my arms. "I hope I brightened your day." I take her hand, and kiss it just above the knuckles after getting her settled back down in her chair.

I throw a glance at Laura's mother. She's standing beside us silently staring at me, a death glare radiating from her eyes. I toss her a bone. Shit, the way she's foaming at the mouth, I'm thankful there aren't any knives on the tables. I'm certain if there were, one would be straight through my heart right about now. Maybe if her ego is fed a bit, she'll lay off her daughter.

"I know right now you feel as though you think your mother doesn't understand. You need to remember how supportive she's been through all this. Not everyone has someone in their corner dedicated to nothing but cheering them on. You said yourself, she's what keeps you strong."

Laura's eyes shift from me to her mother as she nods. I can't help myself. I reach out and pull my thumb across the skin beneath her eye. "One more thing. No tattoos. Not on your face. Ever. Promise?"

"Promise." She's smiling again, and it warms something inside of me. I take one last look at her, forgetting for the moment it's Laura I'm looking at and not Luna.

I don't know how Selene feels about any of this. I haven't really looked her way for more than a few seconds here and there since Laura entered the shop. I did my good deed, hopefully scored a point on Karma's tally board, now it's back to business. Before I head back to my table, I reach for Selene's hand and lead the way. She doesn't pull away or protest. She comes along, staring at me open mouthed like I just fought off an alien army. Shit. That's the last thing I wanted. Now she has expectations. Expectations are never exceeded. They always fall short.

"What just happened? Were you really her therapist?"

Sitting down I snicker. "No. She just needed a little pick me up. I happened to be in the right place at the right time."

"You didn't know her at all?"

I shake my head. "Never saw her before she rolled through that door."

"Then how did you know? I mean it's like you knew exactly what to say and what to do."

I shrug. "I paid attention." I need her to drop this. I need to shove both Luna and Laura out of my mind. I know the perfect way to do that, focus on getting my fill of Selene's body. Seeing how I only just tricked her into divulging her name, I doubt she'll agree to a quick romp in the bathroom or out back. Besides, I've waited this long to see her, this long for that little tidbit of information, and while it was like a slow torture, there's something about it I like. I like it so much, I don't want a quick fuck with her. I want it to be worth the wait.

"Was the book for me?"

"I brought it on the off chance you like to read."

"Or on the off chance I'd be so impressed that you're on the cover I'd automatically go out with you."

"I told you before, I have no problem saying goodbye and never coming back." I get to my feet.

Her hand reaches for me. "Wait," she says pulling me back; back to this crappy table in this ratty, little coffee shop and away from the thought of diving head first, either head, into her pussy.

"So you're a model?"

I shrug leaning back in my chair. "How about this, I don't answer any more of your questions until you agree to go out with me tonight."

"Can we go to your place?"

Holy fuck, I feel the effect of her words in my pants. I knew patience would win out.

"I'd love to, but I don't entertain at my place."

She frowns. "That's what I was afraid of."

She looks pissed. What the fuck? Good feeling's gone.

"What did I do now? I asked to take you out, and because I don't want to bring you back home afterwards you're throwing a hissy fit?"

"I should've known better than to try and have a conversation with you."

"With me? Me? Like I'm the fucking problem?" I lean forward, "You're so fucking frustrating. Do you know that? Do you have any idea?"

She stands shaking her head and pushes her chair back. The look of adoration gone from her eyes. Now she's back to looking at me like I'm a piece of shit. Maybe it's for the best.

"Goodbye, Cooper."

Chapter 5

June twists her hair around her pointer finger, her teeth skim her lush, pouty bottom lip while she leans into me, pressing her soft, round tits against my arm. I feel her arousal through her thin, gauzy shirt in the form of her hardened nipples. Nipples I can't wait to get my mouth on.

Janice is stroking the side of my face, running the nail of her pointer finger over my lips. I touch the tip of her finger with my tongue, and circle around it, wondering if her nipples are just as hard and ready for action as her sister's. Her hooded eyes assure me I'm on the shortcut to getting inside her panties. If she's even wearing panties. If she is, I hope they're the crotchless ones.

June's mouth is on my neck. Her tongue swirling around my skin. I'm not sure if they're competing against each other and they want me to pick a winner, or if they're looking to do this together. Either way after the shitty day I had, I'm down for it. I haven't fucked twins before. This is a check box on my bucket list. Best of all they're blow-the-roof-off-this-mother-fucking-place hot!

"So, when you cum, does she scream?" I ask Janice, nodding my head toward June.

June pulls back and giggles, while Janice takes her turn pressing her lips against my neck and whispers into my ear. "Why don't you try it and find out. We've never done that together before. But since we saw you at the same time, and you can't seem to make up your mind . . ." she pulls back to look at me. "Neither one of us is willing to pass you up."

Her hands reach up onto my head and tangle in my hair. At the same time her sister's hand reaches down between my legs, stoking me. I'm so hard it hurts. I'm going to explode if I don't cum soon.

"And we're both suckers for green eyes."

"What my sister's trying to say is we'll both suck for green eyes," Janice clarifies leaning in to nibble on my ear. And there it is, the image of these two babalicious chicks on their knees with their mouths below the deck. One working my shaft, the other my balls. This must be Karma's way of approving of my actions earlier with Laura because I've died and gone to Heaven. I slip my hand under June's short skirt and squeeze the flesh of her perfectly round ass. Her eyes close and she moans.

"You like that, baby?"

"I'm hoping you'll move your hand to see how hot and wet I am already."

That's it, I need to get us somewhere a little more private, although the way these girls are pawing at me, I don't think they'd mind fucking me right here in the middle of a crowd. I pull out my wallet looking for a bill to leave a tip on the bar when I notice Noah's found his own piece of ass. A cute blonde with her back to me is talking to him. He's resting his hand on her waist which means he's into her. He avoids touching the ones he's not interested in. Good, we'll both be leaving here happy tonight.

"Ready?"

I ask my twins wondering if they'd be highly opposed to the idea of filming our playtime together. I give my friend one last glance hoping to make eye contact to let him know I'm out of here, when I catch her profile.

"What the fuck?" My heart drops. It sinks to the center of the earth. I'm frozen. I can't move. It's Selene. My arms drop letting go of June and Janice.

"Hey, sweetie pie, what has you so spooked?" One of the girls asks sticking her hand inside my back pocket, but I'm so fucked up I'm not even sure which one it is.

I can't answer. I can only watch in horror as my best friend makes a move on my girl. My fucking girl! He'd never do that to me, but fuck he doesn't know about Selene.

He doesn't know that she's the one that has me tied in knots like a fucking pretzel. He hasn't got a clue that she's the reason I knocked back more shots tonight than I have in the last month. He thinks it's because of Luna. I mentioned her today after years of keeping silent, I said her name. I saw the uncertainty in his eyes. He didn't know if he should press the issue or let it drop.

"If you're worried you don't have enough in you to satisfy both of us, we'll help you out. We don't mind if one of us has to take care of the other."

Any other day, any other time I'd be willing to cut off my right ball and take vows of celibacy after the night these two are promising me. Yet here I am, fully functional, with no price to pay and I can't fucking take them up on it. Noah's leaning in. He's going to kiss her. My heart beats with fury. I'm going to be sick if I have to watch his lips touch hers. And then she'll be marked, she'll be his and I'll have to back off. No. I won't. Not with her. My chest hurts. It's fucking aching. I feel vomit rise up in the back of my throat, but I swallow it back down. I can't believe this is happening. Holy fucking shit!

Noah doesn't kiss her. His hand is behind her neck and he's leaning in, whispering in her ear. I can breathe again. A short shallow breath.

I need to get to him, get to her before they take this any further. The sooner he knows the better. The sooner she gives in the sooner we can both move on.

Selene is mine.

She's fucking mine!

"Cooper!" Fuck I forgot the twins. "The door is the other way."

"I know, sweetheart. It breaks my heart to say this. More than you can imagine. But things aren't going to work out tonight."

"What?" Janice looks like I just spoke to her in a foreign language. "You don't want us?"

"I want you, baby. I want you both so much my cock is going to hate me for the rest of my life." I just want Selene more. I want her with a desperation I never in my life felt. "It's just tonight isn't good. I promise I'll make it up to you."

I don't wait for them to respond. There's nothing more to say. I push my way through the crowd toward Noah and Selene.

"You fucking ass wipe, you squeezed my girlfriends ass?" I hear as I pass a tightly packed spot only feet from my destination. I stop a moment to make sure this jerk-off’s beef isn't with me.

"That's right and she liked it, didn't you, baby?"

Now some girl joins the screaming match. I glance at them one more time. Everyone's pushing in around them. I'm shoved from behind. A fight's breaking out. It doesn't happen often, but I know enough that when it does I need to get the hell out of there, for numerous reasons. But I can't leave. I can't flee to safety leaving Noah and Selene behind.

I watch it all happen in slow motion, knowing I'm going to get there a moment too late. One burly guy shoves another head first over the bar. The music stops, but there's too much yelling, too much chaos for Noah to hear me when I call his name. I see it coming before he does. I see the stool rise up into the air. I know it's going to shatter on the bar next to him. He sees it at the last minute and shoves Selene away. He's trying to protect her so the brunt of the debris hits him instead of her, but Selene stumbles back and flails her arms. She grabs on to a guy standing close to her. The bitch he's with doesn't take to kindly to this. She slams her arm between them, knocking Selene off him and off of her feet. I never wanted to hit a girl so much in my life.

In the midst of the confusion, Noah disappears. He's somewhere in the large muddle of bodies punching and pushing at each other. Out of nowhere, Selene's hit.

I don't see who did it, or what they hit her with, but I know she's been struck by the way her head snaps back. Her balance is off again, and she's sliding down, knocking her head into the bar along the way. This is when I realize getting there a moment too late is getting there exactly at the right time.

I know if her head hits the ground she's going to be trampled and seriously hurt. I lunge at her, and catch her in my arms. Selene doesn’t know it’s me, she’s hiding, shielding her face from anymore unwanted blows.

I pull her tight to my chest as I straighten us up, ready to do whatever I need to keep her safe.

"It's ok I've got you," I say close to her ear, pulling her to safety. I want to get her settled, then go back and help my friend, but I don't see any sign of him.

Once we're outside, I steady Selene on her feet. She's not up against me anymore, but her arms are around my neck. My hands now rest on her hips. Our eyes lock, and there it is again. She' staring at me with that look; a look I've never seen from anyone before, one that drinks me in and makes me feel like I'm king of the fucking world.

"Cooper." She says my name like she's waiting for someone to disprove it, to tell her that no, it's not me. I'm a figment of her imagination.

I can't help myself. I'm lost in her eyes. "At your service."

"Cooper?" She looks confused.

I let my eyes waver from hers for a moment to scan the area for Noah. I don't see him yet which is making me very nervous, but my eye catches June. She comes running over. Fuck. Not how I want this go.

"Thanks for getting us so close to the door. How did you know that was going to happen?"

I feel a weight grow at the bottom of my stomach. It's heavy and awkward, and feels like I have a fifty pound dumbbell sitting there. I need to get away from these girls, get them away from Selene. I don't want to scare her away, or worse, give her any reason to leave me and go home with Noah.

"I didn't. Just a stroke of good luck I guess."

I turn my attention back to Selene. Hoping June and Janice take my not so subtle hint. Selene's sneering at me. I'm sure it has to do with the twins. Just one more reason for her to hate me.

"Ouch."

I'm flooded with relief, and I hate how good that makes me feel. That look isn't for me, it isn't because I disgust her. Selene's rubbing her head, and her face is pained. I want to take her in my arms and make it better, but I don't know if she'll let me.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. My head, it just hurts."

I lean in to her and use my hand to replace hers in gently rubbing the tender spot. She moans, and I can't tell if it's a moan of pleasure or pain. I wrap her in my arms as I continue stroking the sore area on her head.

"Is that okay?"

Selene's still as a statue. Fear slices through me, until she relaxes in my arms and rests her head against my chest. Once I know she's allowing me to comfort her I can breathe again. Without any thought or realization that I'm doing it, I kiss the top of her head, like I've done it before; like she wants me to do it. And damn it, I think she does.

"Cooper?" Hearing my name, I don't release my hold on her, but pull back enough to look in her eyes. "You smell really good. I know it's weird, but I wondered about how you smell close up, and if it's half as good as you look. And you know what?"

"What?"

"You smell every bit as good as you look."

I squeeze my arms around her tighter and laugh. It's absolutely ridiculous, but it doesn't matter. The key is she wondered about me. She thought about me, and right now, at this moment, my world is right on track.

"Give me a fucking break."

It's Noah. He found us.

"You okay?" I ask.

"I was until now." His eyes drop to Selene in my arms and he shakes his head. "For the record, I saw her first."

"No way, man. I called dibs a couple of weeks ago."

"Dibs?" She asks, but doesn't pull away. "What is this kindergarten that you called dibs? Am I a cupcake or something? The one that calls dibs gets it?"

I smile down at her and laugh. That's exactly what she is, a sweet treat that I plan to lick, taste and devour.

"You're full of shit." Noah challenges, but Selene doesn't make a move to leave my arms. "I never saw her here before."

I'm staring down into her eyes and she's looking into mine. Even if she doesn't say it, the fact that she's not pushing away and making a move to get out of my arms is all the proof I need to know she wants me and not him. My chest swells with a feeling I'm not familiar with, but it's nice. A little unsettling, but nice.

"Not here, man. But trust me, I saw her first." I glance over to the side, knowing exactly how I plan to make this up to him. "June, Janice," I call out to the twins with their backs turned a few feet from us.

June comes over, arms crossed in front of her chest, attitude written all over her deliberate walk and pissed off sneer. Janice on the other hand stays where she is and shoots her death glare at me.

"Noah, I'd like to introduce you to my very beautiful friend, June."

Noah's face lights up and he flashes his dimples at her. It takes half a second for her demeanor to soften. He uses those dumb holes in his face as if they're the secret to world peace. Fucking prick, all he has to do to seal the deal with the ladies is smile. Right now I don't care. It's all irrelevant, because I have the grand prize in my arms.

"And standing over there," I nudge my head in Janice's direction. "Is her twin sister, Janice. As in identical twins."

"No fucking way."

"Yep. Jan's the dinosaur though," June teases as they walk away. "She's two minutes older than me."

Sirens sound in the distance growing closer. I don't want to be anywhere in the vicinity when the cops arrive. I know I don't have anything to worry about, I wasn't involved, but I'm finally getting somewhere with Selene, the last thing I want is to spend the next hour talking to the cops about a fight I had nothing to do with.

"What do you say? You ready to get out of here?"

She shrugs. Disappointment clouds her face.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. My head I guess. I'm not sure I want to be alone yet."

"Are you kidding me? I finally got my hands on you. I have no intention of letting you slip away."

"Cooper," she closes her eyes. "I don't want you at my place."

"Ouch." Bitch much?

"Don't. I like you. More than I should. But I don't trust you. At all. I see how quickly you turn it on and then the next minute . . . I don't want one night with you, no matter how good it might be, to ruin the one place that's mine. It's the one place I get to just be me."

"One night?" Is she fucking kidding me? One night doesn't come close to what I want with her. I already know one night isn't enough. I want a lot of one nights. An infinite number of one nights. I want her one night, every night until I satisfy the uncontrollable need to touch her, to kiss her. Doesn't she understand she's a physical need? A need I'm addicted to. Just thinking of her writhing beneath me has my cock standing tall.

"Fine. I didn't plan on going back to your place anyway."

"The last thing I want is to go spend the night in a hotel. I've had enough of that."

"No, baby. No hotel. You're coming to my place."

"I thought you don't entertain at your place."

"Nursing you back to health isn't entertaining." I kiss her forehead again. This time she pulls away, out of my arms, as if my lips were dangerous. Lethal. I wonder if I'm getting under her skin the way she's gotten under mine.

"You don't have to. I'll be okay."

"Oh, no, you don't." I grab her hands.

I want to yank her back hard against me, and show her who's in charge, but I'm not sure how hard she hit her head, and I don't want to make the pain worse. Instead I inch her back slowly, gently. This time as she stands in front of me, I bring my mouth close to her ear and move it across her collar bone breathing her in; so close to her skin that she can feel the heat of my mouth and imagine it on her; so close to her skin I can almost taste how sweet she is.

"I told you I'm not letting you go, so just relax and enjoy it."

"Enjoy what exactly?"

I pull back and pin her down with my stare. I'm looking at her with an intensity that's probably scaring the shit out of her. I know, because It's terrifying me.

"Enjoy me waiting on you hand and foot, as if you're the queen of the palace and I'm your humble servant. Enjoy watching me fulfill every order that passes those beautiful lips of yours because tonight your wish is my command. But once this night is over, then I'm back in charge.”

"Back in charge? When were you ever in charge?"

"Since the minute I rescued that fine ass of yours, and dragged you out here to safety."

"And if I refuse to go with you?"

"Easy," I smirk, bending down and tossing her over my shoulder. "I'll just carry you off into the sunset."

"Put me down you crazy son of a bitch!"

"Sorry, babe. Can't do that."

"What happened to my wish is your command?"

"I only have to listen to you when we're in the kingdom. Out here, you're just a peasant like the rest of us.