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over. I burst into laughter. He cries out, “You’re getting married?”  
    “Yes,” I say. “To a man named Richard.”  
    “What the fuck, Liza?” He jumps up from his chair and walks toward the kitchen. I can see his tented pants. I think of his long cock, and how it will feel after it’s slipped up inside me. Cooper looks helpless, as if I’ve betrayed him. “Then why are you here?”  
    “I told you. I came to fuck.”  
    “But you’re getting married!”  
    “That’s right. My fiancé, Richard, told me I should fuck you.”  
    “What in the hell? Why would he say that? Is this some sort of set up?”  
    “Nope. Just your long cock in my tight, little hole. Move it around until you make something creamy, Cooper. You can start now, and keep going until I’m finished with you.”  
    “Nope,” he shakes his head. “I’m not doing any of this if you’re going to be a bitch. Giving me orders and shit. This is my house, Liza. Tell me why you’re here so I understand.”  
    “You’re right,” I say, crossing my legs to show him my pussy. “I promise, I’m not messing with you.”  
    He sits and shifts in his seat. Anxiety — usually nowhere near Cooper — changes his shape. Between his good looks, pure muscled body and unlimited funds, he’s always been one of the most confident guys I’ve ever known. Now, Cooper looks almost timid.
    “So?” he looks at me, eyes assessing, almost demanding.  
    “Richard thinks I should revisit my past, be sure of who I am before I’m with him forever.”  
    Cooper raises his eyebrows.  
    “So, I’m doing what he wants. Going back to my past, so I can see what old things mean to me now.”  
    “What the fuck, Liza? That seems dangerous.”  
    “It’s what he wants.”  
    “No disrespect to Mr. Right, but what kind of guy sends his fiancée out to fuck old lovers before the wedding?” He pauses, then adds, “When are you getting married?”  
    “As soon as I’m through.”  
    “Oh.” Cooper shifts again in his chair. I can’t tell if he’s confused or uncomfortable. Probably both. “I figure I’m either the first stop or the last, so which is it?”  
    “Neither. I’m just coming from Leigh’s.”  
    “Oh yeah?” he brightens. “How’s she doing?”
    “Terrific.”  
    I stand from my chair and sashay to his, then sit on Cooper’s lap to feel his hardened cock beneath me. He shifts underneath me, and tries to push me up and out of his chair. His hands are under my ass, nudging against my tiny frame.  
    “Not yet, Liza.”  
    “Why not?” I force my body back onto his — I’m surprisingly strong for my size — and start to nibble on his ear. “You’ve never refused me before.” I reach out and stroke Cooper’s cock through his shorts. It feels as long as I remember. “I can tell that you want me.”  
    “Of course I want you, but this is surprising. I need to think, and want to talk.”  
    I start rubbing my ass against his dick, hungry to get it inside me.
    “You’re all sexed up, Liza. Not that that’s new. But I think you need to slow.”  
    “Why?”  
    Cooper is starting to frustrate me.
    “Because, Liza … ”  
    There’s something Cooper’s not saying.  
    “What is it?” I continue to nibble. “Why won’t you fuck me?”  
    “I will fuck you, Liza. And OHMYGOD I totally want to. I just want to talk for a few minutes —   first. What’s wrong with that?”  
    “Nothing, I guess. I just don’t know why you’d want to talk when you can fuck me now and still talk later.” I whisper, and blow hot breath in his ear. “Wouldn’t it feel good to empty your barrel, Cooper?” I run my hand along his cloth-covered shaft. Don’t you want to get me on the table and plow my cumbox until your warm milk runs down my legs?”  
    “Come on, Liza!” he says, then stands from his chair.  
    I point to his tented pants. “You’re really saying you don’t want to fuck me?”