Besides, Olin didn’t want Coop having this room to himself. He had a feeling that Karidon was more of a couch person anyway. Although well built, Karidon was a lot slimmer than Coop.
“Just keep your hairy ass on your side of the bed,” Coop said to Karidon before he tossed his duffel on the floor by the closet. “Anything poking me in the middle of the night will be cut off.”
Karidon flipped Coop off before he slid past Olin and headed into the hallway. The house was filled with the delicious aroma of Aunt Mya’s spaghetti, but there was an underlying scent of Coop’s arousal.
Coop walked to the door and then closed it, trapping Olin in the room alone with the guy. Olin stiffened and glanced at the door then at Coop.
“Stop looking as if I’m going to pounce on you,” Coop said. “I just want a kiss. That’s all.”
A kiss. Olin could do a kiss. Just as long as it didn’t lead to anything else because, if it did, he was afraid he wouldn’t stop the leopard from taking what he wanted.
Olin nodded and held his breath. Coop tilted his head to the side as his hand slid along Olin’s jaw. The callused palm had Olin parting his lips as he leaned into the touch. His heart beat erratically. His body trembled slightly as Coop’s lips captured his.
Olin’s eyelids fluttered closed as he inhaled Coop’s masculine scent. Sliding his arms around the man’s thick waist, Olin pressed in closer to Coop’s muscular body and shivered as the man’s beard scraped gently over his tender skin.
Coop rested one arm against the door, the other hand still cupping Olin’s cheek.
Too many people rushed kissing. The art form was lost on them. Not with Coop. It was as if his mouth was making love to Olin’s. The guy’s lips were soft as silk as he glided them over Olin’s, their tongues tangling, teasing, playing.
Olin became lost in Coop, surrendering himself, insanely craving to feel Coop take him again. The hunger inside of him was overriding the protests, and this was exactly why he hadn’t wanted to be alone with Coop, but Olin couldn’t push the man away.
Coop took care of that for him.
The guy jerked back, his canines elongated, the swirls in his irises rotating like a tornado gathering strength. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he took a few steps back and turned away from Olin.
Olin panted, fighting to get himself back under control. He leaned heavily against the door as he blew out slow and long breaths. It seemed the harder he fought against allowing Coop to have him, the more he wanted the guy to take him.
Pushing away from the door, Olin turned and opened it. He could hear the others chatting and laughing.
“Dinner,” he said breathlessly.
Coop nodded. Olin walked down the hallway and then stopped as he pressed his hand into the wall. His cock was so damn hard that it hurt. He wasn’t about to enter the kitchen with a hard-on.
“We don’t have to fuck, but I can give you a very pleasurable release,” Coop whispered into his ear as the guy pressed his chest into Olin’s back.
Olin had to stop the laugh when Coop wrapped his arm around Olin’s waist and hauled him off his feet, carrying him back to the bedroom.
Coop kicked the door shut and stopped long enough to lock it before he tossed Olin onto the bed. Olin bounced and didn’t stop Coop when he yanked Olin’s jeans down his legs, his cock springing free.
He had to grab a pillow and throw it over his face to stop himself from crying out when Coop took his cock all the way down his throat. Olin tried to spread his legs, but Coop wrapped his arms around them, keeping them tightly closed.
Olin’s head thrashed back and forth as Coop slid a wet finger into his ass.
“Oh…god…” Olin cried into the pillow and then tossed it aside so he could grab at Coop’s head. He tried to thrust his hips forward, but Coop kept tight control of his legs, making it almost impossible to move.
Olin shuddered and shook as Coop sucked his cock down his throat and then eased back, suckling the head before he took Olin’s cock back down his throat. The guy kept doing that over and over again, driving Olin insane as he thrust his finger in and out of Olin’s ass.
Arching his back, Olin snatched the pillow and practically ate the damn thing as he shouted his release. His orgasm shook him to his core as his seed pulsed down Coop’s throat.
Olin lay there panting as Coop pulled the pillow away. The guy had a wicked, sexy smile on his handsome face. He stood, slid off his shoes and then his pants, and then crawled up the bed until he was straddling Olin.
Olin licked his lips when he got a good look at Coop’s bronzed cock. It was long, thick, and the large vein that ran along the underside seemed to pulse as Coop guided his cock toward Olin’s lips.