36. Theo
THEO
Strawberry Springs Neighborhood Watch
Jackie Anne: Does anyone know if these old buildings have attics? I think a raccoon is stuck in mine . . .
Comments:
Cain Smith: You don’t need any more pets . . .
Jackie Anne: This one was already my pet! I was dressing her up in a cute outfit and she ran!
Jade Clark: Wait a minute, are you saying there’s a dressed-up raccoon in the attic of your apartment? What’s it wearing?
Jackie Anne: A pink tutu.
Jade Clark: God, I love this town.
My mind was still turning over every interaction with Alex as we got back to the hotel. The food had been good, but I’d barely tasted it. Instead, all I could do was focus on what he and Piper were saying.
It took her just a few months to get past every single wall I’d ever built, and now she was helping me do the same with other people.
I might never know what I did to deserve her, but she was here. She’d helped me with Alex, and that kind of care was something that was new to me.
“Thank you,” I whispered when we were finally alone. “For taking the lead with Alex.” I’d been quiet in the car ride, and she hadn’t pushed me to talk. It was like she knew I needed time.
“I didn’t step in too far?”
“Never. I don’t know if I’ve said it, but you’re welcome in every part of my life.”
“You haven’t, but I’ll remember.” One corner of her mouth tilted up. Piper stepped closer, pausing before pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth. My heart lurched. When she pulled back to look at me, I was sure she’d somehow stolen it.
I was hers. There was no doubt about it.
Everything could go wrong. My past could fuck this all up for me, but hearing Alex’s words followed by Piper’s agreement made me care just a little bit less.
And for once, I wanted to hope that everything would be okay.
My hands landed on her cheeks and I pulled her to me. The kiss started off gentle, but this time, I wanted more. There was no going back. While my hands roamed the length of her body, I knew at that moment that I was going to give her whatever she wanted.
Maybe I’d regret this. Maybe I’d look back and wish I hadn’t given my heart away so freely. But for now, having her close to me was worth all the heartbreak that would come later.
I didn’t do this. I didn’t allow touch like this with anyone else. I never threw caution to the wind.
Piper had changed me.
My hands moved from her hips to her ass, pulling her closer. Her breath hitched, but she didn’t pull away. Her grip only tightened.
She felt as good as she looked, and I knew I’d be thinking about this forever. There could be no greater person. Piper was the one.
I didn’t need to ask if she was okay. I knew she’d tell me, just like she knew I would do the same. Instead of spending time in my own head, worrying about every one of my movements, I was alive. I was focused on her and how good this felt.
Piper’s hands moved down, tracing along my belt for just a moment before going underneath my shirt.
I let out a groan when her fingers touched skin.
Her lips left mine, and I only had a split second to wonder if she needed to slow down before she spoke.
“I want your shirt off,” she said. “I want to see you.”
“Yes, ma’am.” As I worked on each of the buttons, I went back in for more kisses. It slowed me down, but I got to taste her, and that was all that mattered in this moment.
“So desperate,” she teased as she pulled away. Her eyes trailed down my skin just like the first time she’d seen me shirtless. It filled me with the same anticipation as it had then.
Only this time, I was going to do something about it.
“God, I could look at this all day,” she said, her hand touching the tattoo on my pec.
“Yes.”
“Did this one hurt?”
“Not too badly.”
“It’s beautiful. They all are,” she said, and now her hand was following the path of the one that went down my side. “Every time I see them, they’re incredible.”
“You’re far more beautiful than anything in this room.”
I was rewarded with a bright blush. “Are you trying to charm me?”
“Is it working?”
Her answer was another kiss. I had to touch more of her; I had to. My hands went back to her ass, pulling her to me tighter. One of my thumbs slid and landed on the skin under her shirt.
Piper hummed, telling me she was fine by moving my forearm up.
Following her lead, I brushed at the underside of her bra. My plan was to take it slow, but she led me right to the hook. When it came loose, she pulled back with a wicked smile.
“You do know there’s no rush, right?” I muttered into her lips.
“I hear you. I just don’t care.” She pulled away to tug at her shirt, revealing every inch of her skin to me.
I’d seen this before, but it still had my throat closing up. In all of my years of loneliness, I was used to seeing my own skin, which had been filled with tattoos over the years.
Hers was clear and pale. She had a mole on her chest, the only pigmentation other than her nipples. She was so different from me.
How the hell did we work together so well?
Piper’s hands roamed, going down to my pants again. She tried to tug them down, but they didn’t budge. “God, this always sounds so much easier than it is.”
“It’s the belt,” I said with a laugh.
“You got my bra off with one touch.”
“Lucky touch.” I undid my belt and the button of my pants. She pulled them down, getting on her knees for me.
“What are you—”
“I wanna give you a blow job,” she said, looking up at me through her eyelashes. “But I don’t know if it’ll be good.”
“Anything you do will be good,” I said, running a hand through her hair. Her hand wrapped around the base of my cock and I nearly saw stars.
“Any tips?” she asked, still looking up at me.
Fuck. She was going to kill me.
“Put your mouth around the head.”
Piper did as she was told. When her mouth closed around me, my jaw tightened and I had to resist the urge to surge all the way in.
“Hollow your cheeks and suck.”
Piper took me in and she didn’t stop until she was at her own hand. Her eyes locked on mine as she moved away and bobbed back down again.
“Make your hand follow. Yes. Like that.”
She went all the way down again and the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat.
“Did you practice this?” I asked. “To do this for me?” Her lips tightened as if she were smiling around my cock. “Goddammit, Piper. Just like that. You’re so good, so fucking perfect.”
She clamped down harder at the praise, and my hands returned to her hair. She looked up as my cock once again hit the back of her throat, and it had to be the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
I did it again and was rewarded with an obscene moan from her. One of her hands moved down her body and slid into her pants.
I groaned when I realized she was touching herself. While she had a mouthful of my dick. I made sure to keep still, fighting every part of me not to push into her mouth.
She kept up the tempo, moaning around my cock. I continued on, throwing myself toward one of the most intense orgasms of my life.
There was no lasting long. Not for this woman.
“Piper, I’m gonna—” The plan was to pull out and not subject her to my cum down her throat. But she latched on, pulling me deeper and swallowing every last drop. As she did so, her body shuddered as she came.
I was dreaming. I had to be. There was no fucking way she was real.
Piper was red in the face when she finally let go.
“W-wow, that was—” Her hand left the waistband of her leggings. “Was it good for you?”
“Good?”
Her lips—God, those lips—pouted as she considered what I’d said, but then I pulled her to her feet.
“Piper,” I growled, “that was fucking incredible.”
“I don’t suppose you’d be willing to keep going like last time?”
“You’re not coming on your own fucking hand when you gave me a blow job like that.” I grabbed the one that she’d used to get herself off. “My turn.”
Her eyes widened as I popped one of her fingers into my mouth. She tasted as fucking heavenly as I’d dreamed of. I drank in all that I could get from her fingers before turning my eyes back to her. She was breathing heavily again.
“Get on the bed, Piper.”
She fell backward and I grabbed the waist of her pants and got them off of her. Then I settled in for the real prize.
Her pussy tasted sweet on her hands, but nothing compared to the real thing. She was wet, so fucking wet just from sucking me off, and now it was time to see how wet I could make her with other parts of me.
She was sensitive; I could tell from the first jerk of her hips, so I focused on other parts of her. My mouth explored every inch. She writhed under me and ran her hands through my hair, tugging me closer.
Piper’s pleasure was mine. And I enjoyed every second of it. I took my time, listening to each one of her moans and cries, keeping her right on the edge before moving away.
The third time I did it, her hands tightened.
“Theo, please.”
“Please what?”
“Make me come.”
“Only because you asked so nicely.”
My mouth went back to her clit, giving it all the attention it deserved. And when she shattered, I drank in every drop just like she had me.
Piper was out of breath when she finally looked down at me. I wiped at my lips and moved back up to her.
“I don’t think I can move,” she said.
“Good. We have nowhere to be.”
“And can we do that again?”
I pressed a kiss onto her hot cheek. “We can do that and so much more.”