Cocky Roomie: A Bad Boy Romance Novel (Cocker Brothers of Atlanta Book 1) by Faleena Hopkins Page A
Authors: Faleena Hopkins
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gained.
Although I wouldn’t want it to be with Edward. Having children with him would have been an un-escapable jail cell. At least now I’m free, even if I am childless.
Throwing the covers off, I head to the bathroom. My mouth tastes gross and I have to pee. When I turn on the light, his wet toothbrush says hello to me from the counter. He left it in a puddle of clear water, and his socks are shoved in a corner on the floor. I touch my toes to them and push them around a bit.
Oh, Drew, you are falling hard for this guy if you’re thinking of his cute toes right now.
Brushing my teeth is done on automatic with my mind on walking through the gardens with him. The way he touched my leg in the car like it was a normal thing to do. Him pouring me coffee before we started our workday like we were a couple. Swinging me around when I tried to escape his brother’s embarrassing comments about my chest.
Who am I kidding? I don’t want him to leave.
Opening the bathroom door I run right into Jake.
“Oh! God, you scared me.”
Of course he’s wearing no shirt. But black boxer briefs? Really? Is he trying to kill me?
He rasps, “Hey,” his voice filled with sex.
Oh. Fuck.
“Umm…hey?”
His gorgeous features darken. “You still against casual sex?”
“Oh my God. Yes, Jake, I am.”
I can smell the minty toothpaste on his breath. I guess he can smell mine, too. Especially since he’s leaning in this close. I go to back up, but he reaches around me and closes the bathroom door, putting his forearms on it and caging me between them.
“What if the fuck I gave you was so good you didn’t mind if we weren’t serious about each other?”
The heat of his body lashes through my cells. “What if pigs turned into giraffes and ate the top of pine trees?”
Jake blinks at me. “That makes no sense.”
“Well, you’re scramblin’ my brains Jake Cocker!!”
For a second it looks like he’s going to laugh, but lust replaces humor. “You’re scramblin’ my everything, Drew Charles.” He brushes his lips up my neck, sending wet flames into my surprised pussy. The fact that he can light me up this fast is a miracle. I used to be slow to get riled, but not with him. Not with the right guy.
My chest expands on a gasp as he growls in my ear, “I want to lick you until you cum on my tongue.”
“Fuck,” I whisper, arching my back until we’re pressed together. He groans and buries his face in my neck, gnawing on it. “Jake, remember you said you didn’t want me to lose focus.”
“Mmmmhmm.”
“You promised not to distract me.”
“I’m leaving Tuesday. You’ll have plenty of time to study then.”
I won’t be able to think, if I’m missing you! I will ache for you every day, you idiot.
One hand goes around me and the other palms my breasts through my tank top. “I want to bury my cock in you again.” His erection presses into me and I moan.
But this isn’t right. I already feel pain. I can see the future and it is lonely.
“I can’t, Jake. I’m sorry.” I push him off of me. “Please stop.” He staggers back and runs both hands through his hair to get in control of himself. My eyes are on the tent in his boxer briefs. I try to bend the door with my body by hiding against it. “I want to, but I’m not made that way.”
“I know. It’s why I like you. And why I hate you, too.”
Appalled, I cry out, “Don’t say you hate me!”
A few quick strides and Jake is on me. He grabs the back of my head and kisses me so deeply and so desperately that all of my objections turn to ash in his arms. He claims my tongue and lifts me up by my thighs, grinding his angry length against the damp crotch of my pajama shorts. I moan into his mouth as my body responds and softens to him. He sets me violently down and careens away from me, gasping for air. I’m panting, staring at him, needing more.
“Drew, if I still feel like this when I’m in Denver, I’m going to come back and fucking
Although I wouldn’t want it to be with Edward. Having children with him would have been an un-escapable jail cell. At least now I’m free, even if I am childless.
Throwing the covers off, I head to the bathroom. My mouth tastes gross and I have to pee. When I turn on the light, his wet toothbrush says hello to me from the counter. He left it in a puddle of clear water, and his socks are shoved in a corner on the floor. I touch my toes to them and push them around a bit.
Oh, Drew, you are falling hard for this guy if you’re thinking of his cute toes right now.
Brushing my teeth is done on automatic with my mind on walking through the gardens with him. The way he touched my leg in the car like it was a normal thing to do. Him pouring me coffee before we started our workday like we were a couple. Swinging me around when I tried to escape his brother’s embarrassing comments about my chest.
Who am I kidding? I don’t want him to leave.
Opening the bathroom door I run right into Jake.
“Oh! God, you scared me.”
Of course he’s wearing no shirt. But black boxer briefs? Really? Is he trying to kill me?
He rasps, “Hey,” his voice filled with sex.
Oh. Fuck.
“Umm…hey?”
His gorgeous features darken. “You still against casual sex?”
“Oh my God. Yes, Jake, I am.”
I can smell the minty toothpaste on his breath. I guess he can smell mine, too. Especially since he’s leaning in this close. I go to back up, but he reaches around me and closes the bathroom door, putting his forearms on it and caging me between them.
“What if the fuck I gave you was so good you didn’t mind if we weren’t serious about each other?”
The heat of his body lashes through my cells. “What if pigs turned into giraffes and ate the top of pine trees?”
Jake blinks at me. “That makes no sense.”
“Well, you’re scramblin’ my brains Jake Cocker!!”
For a second it looks like he’s going to laugh, but lust replaces humor. “You’re scramblin’ my everything, Drew Charles.” He brushes his lips up my neck, sending wet flames into my surprised pussy. The fact that he can light me up this fast is a miracle. I used to be slow to get riled, but not with him. Not with the right guy.
My chest expands on a gasp as he growls in my ear, “I want to lick you until you cum on my tongue.”
“Fuck,” I whisper, arching my back until we’re pressed together. He groans and buries his face in my neck, gnawing on it. “Jake, remember you said you didn’t want me to lose focus.”
“Mmmmhmm.”
“You promised not to distract me.”
“I’m leaving Tuesday. You’ll have plenty of time to study then.”
I won’t be able to think, if I’m missing you! I will ache for you every day, you idiot.
One hand goes around me and the other palms my breasts through my tank top. “I want to bury my cock in you again.” His erection presses into me and I moan.
But this isn’t right. I already feel pain. I can see the future and it is lonely.
“I can’t, Jake. I’m sorry.” I push him off of me. “Please stop.” He staggers back and runs both hands through his hair to get in control of himself. My eyes are on the tent in his boxer briefs. I try to bend the door with my body by hiding against it. “I want to, but I’m not made that way.”
“I know. It’s why I like you. And why I hate you, too.”
Appalled, I cry out, “Don’t say you hate me!”
A few quick strides and Jake is on me. He grabs the back of my head and kisses me so deeply and so desperately that all of my objections turn to ash in his arms. He claims my tongue and lifts me up by my thighs, grinding his angry length against the damp crotch of my pajama shorts. I moan into his mouth as my body responds and softens to him. He sets me violently down and careens away from me, gasping for air. I’m panting, staring at him, needing more.
“Drew, if I still feel like this when I’m in Denver, I’m going to come back and fucking
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