Chapter 15 Rock
ROCK
The smell of her rose up an animal within me I’d kept caged for years.
An animal I could no longer keep chained out back.
I picked her up effortlessly from the couch and strode across the room, barreling her into the porch door.
I kissed her neck. Sucked at her shoulder.
Slid her robe from her body and pulled her shirt over her head.
My knee pressed against her pussy as she coated my jeans in her scent.
I felt the damp material growing warm against my body as I pinned her to the wall with my own.
My cock leaked against my boxers. Grew to sizes only Piper could ever stroke from me.
My lips crashed against hers as her hands fell to my jeans, working desperately to pull my cock out.
I stripped myself of my clothes as I held her against the wall, suspended off the ground with nowhere to go.
My cock pulsed with an aching need I couldn't wait to fucking fulfill within her plump body.
I threaded our fingers together as she wrapped her legs around me, pinning her wrists above her head.
Then I looked deep into her emerald green eyes as I slid my cock into her body.
“Oh, shit yes,” she said.
“So… tight…”
She’d always been vocal in bed, and I fucking loved it.
All of those dirty words flowing from her plump, innocent lips.
But Piper was anything but innocent. She was crass to her core and covered in tattoos I would kiss and suckle on before our moment was done for.
She had intricate tattoos of flowers that cascaded over the whole of her outer thighs.
Two beautifully-colored works of art I’d fisted to keep her hips connected with my mouth.
But it was the last tattoo she donned that sent my hips pounding into her. The smallest of her tattoos I didn’t even see until I pressed my lips against the crook of her neck.
Underneath her hair, right there at the base of her hairline, was a word I recognized instantly.
‘Rock.’
She had my fucking nickname tattooed on her precious, beautiful body.
“Harder, Rock. Please. It’s been so long. Don’t… don’t hold back.”
Her voice ripped me from my trance and I slammed into her, listening as she wailed out into her home.
My cock throbbed against her walls. I swiveled my hips and felt her legs grow weak.
Her nails curled into my skin, leaving crescent marks behind I knew would be bruised that night.
I bit into her beautiful tits, marking that small tattoo she had on her jiggling breast. She rolled her hips into mine.
Her heels dug into my body. Her juices dripped down my balls and leaked down the inside of my thighs, coating me in her own version of a mark.
It was a feeling I never wanted to fucking let go.
I pulled her from the wall and dropped her to her kitchen table.
I threw her legs over my shoulders and bent over, trapping her underneath me.
Her pussy clamped down around me as I sank further.
Her jaw opened with salacious delight as her hands wrapped around my forearms, and soon her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Her body locked up. My balls pulled into my body.
I planted my hands next to her body and fucked her deeply, rolling and thrusting as the kitchen table moved to meet the wall.
“Piper. Jesus fucking--... shit, you feel so good. So damn good, Piper.”
“Don’t stop,” she said breathlessly. “Damn it, Rock. Don’t you stop.”
But even if I wanted to, I couldn't.
Feeling her again ripped me back into a world I’d never truly let go of.
Feeling her warmth and wetness cradle me and ripple around me pulled growls from my chest no other woman had heard.
The kitchen table hit the back wall and stilled.
Her body jolted and shook for me as her legs locked up.
Her pussy massaged my cock, exploding around me as she sprayed me with her juices.
My skin was soaked in her as it dripped down my legs, and soon my cock unloaded itself into her.
“Rock. Rock. Yes. Shit. Oh, I feel you. I feel you again. Oh, yes. Oh, fucking hell yes, Rock.”
I clenched my jaw and muffled my groans as thread after thread poured into her body.
She felt exactly how I remembered her feeling.
Her curves had multiplied from carrying my son and they beckoned to me as my body grew weak.
I collapsed on top of her, feeling her kitchen table groan underneath the weight of my muscles.
Her arms wrapped around me and pulled me closer as her pussy cradled my dick.
Her excess spilled into the crevices of my muscles, filling me in ways I never thought I’d feel again.
I had no idea how long we laid there, but the second I found my strength again I picked her up and carried her back over to the couch.
“Have you been back to jail since that summer?” Piper asked.
I looked down at her and watched as she traced faceless pictures onto my chest.
“One other time, yes,” I said.
“What happened?”
“There was some dumbass kid in a convenience store doing something a dumbass would do. I took the fall for him and went back to jail for a few weeks.”
“You took the fall for a kid you didn’t even know?” she asked. “Why?”
She tilted her gaze to look up at me and I found myself swimming in those green pools of hers.
“He was just a kid,” I said. “Couldn’t have been more than fourteen. He was doing something stupid to impress some friends and you know how the police around here are. They don’t fucking play with juveniles.”
“No,” she said. “They don’t.”
“I told the cashier to play along or he’d regret it. Not my finest moment, but it worked.”
“How long were you in jail again?”
“Four weeks. Wasn’t anything compared to seven months.”
“Do you know where that kid is now?” she asked.
“Nope. No clue. Haven’t seen him around. But hopefully he’s doing okay.”
I watched something pass in her eyes before she laid her head back down onto my shoulder.
I reached my lips down and kissed the tangled mess of blonde hair on top of her head.
I cradled her close. Memorized the feel of her naked body against mine.
I closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath, taking in the smell of our sex-tainted escapades that still swirled around us.
“You almost broke my kitchen table,” Piper said.
“I would’ve gotten you a new one,” I said with a grin.
“But I’m kind of partial to that one.”
“Then it’s a good thing I didn’t break it.”
We sat there in silence until I felt her relax against me. Collapse into me, the way she used to all those years ago. I shifted my arms to wrap all the way around her body. She loved it when I did that.
At least, she used to.
“I’m sorry for what happened that summer,” I said.
“After knowing what happened, I can’t honestly say I blame you,” Piper said. “If I had a best friend and they were in trouble like that, I’d probably do the same thing.”
“I want to work things out with us. I want to be a part of Gavin’s life.”
“I know you do,” she said. “And we’ll work it out. I don’t know what kind of relationship you and I will have, but I do agree on the fact that Gavin should know his father.”
“You do?”
“I did a lot of thinking yesterday. You know, before you woke me up from my nap.”
“When would be a good time to come spend some time with you guys?” I asked.
“I’m off Saturday until the evening. Why don’t you come over and we can hang out for the afternoon?”
I kissed the top of her head one last time as hope filled my chest.
“I’ll see you Saturday, then.”