Chapter 21
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The low moan Piper makes as I work the shampoo into her hair nearly makes me come again. Her eyelids have fluttered closed, and fuck me, there’s not a better sight than this. Suds glide down her neck, over the curve of her spectacular tits, dripping off her hardened nipples.
My shaft is rock solid, my balls aching to unload again—but this time, it’ll be inside her tight pussy. Bare.
The thought makes me light-headed. I’ve never fucked anyone without a condom. Ever. But with Piper, it’s different. It’s everything.
I massage her scalp and she moans again, her head dropping back. I move her around so she’s leaning back against me, then slide my soapy hands over her breasts, tweaking her nipples and being rewarded with a mewling cry that makes my head spin.
My cock’s yelling at me to bend her over and fuck her until she’s screaming my name, but our first time isn’t gonna be like that—so I force myself to focus on washing her hair, even as my mouth waters with the memory of her sweet pussy.
Fuck… The Seven Wonders of the World have got nothing on my girl—and yes, she is my girl—always has been and always will be.
I don’t know how we’re going to make this work, but Ethan’s not going to get in our way ever again.
Nor will my career. Nothing is more important than having Piper by my side.
I shield her face with one hand as I angle her head into the spray and rinse the shampoo out. Then I squeeze out as much water as I can and apply conditioner.
She hums her appreciation, her lips turned up in a lazy, satisfied smile. I want her always this happy, looking so content, so well-fucked that everyone knows how good I am to my woman.
Maybe it’s the afternoon spent facing death to rescue Billy that’s putting these thoughts into my head, but right now I’m running on testosterone, and all my inner caveman wants is to love and protect Piper with everything I’ve got.
While the conditioner soaks into her hair, I lather up shower gel and glide my palms over her front again, then down her spine and between her butt cheeks.
She arches her back, pushing into my hand.
“Fuck,” I growl. “Piper …”
She undulates her hips, then glances over her shoulder at me with those big blue eyes that are my complete undoing. My hands are gripping her hips, the brain in my head and my cock arguing about what’s gonna happen next.
Then Piper pivots, gets a blob of shower gel, and works it between her palms. “My turn.”
I’ve lost all words, so I just stand there, every muscle strained as she sweeps her small, soft hands over every hard part of me.
Her touch is liquid fire, sending pleasure pulsing through my veins. With one hand, she’s rolling the weight of my balls; the other glides over my length, swiping her thumb through the slit.
“You like?” she asks breathlessly.
I catch hold of her wrists. “Too much,” I manage.
Pinning her hands behind her back, I move us both under the flow of water, careful to keep her face clear of the spray. When I’m sure she’s steady, I run my fingers through her hair until it’s silky and clean.
Even though I want to stay here forever, I switch the faucet off, sluice as much excess water as I can from our bodies, then open the shower door to retrieve a towel. I rub it over Piper’s body, then wrap it around her. Her face is pink, her eyes alive but drowsy with desire.
I quickly dry off, tuck the towel around my waist, and check that the corridor is clear. Then I take her hand and lead her back to our bedroom, locking the door behind us.
It’s already dark, but there’s enough illumination from the Christmas lights outside for us to see. I tug the towel from Piper’s body and drape it over a chair, then stand back so I can take her in.
Her blonde hair and pale skin are glowing in ever-changing colors. She’s a goddess, and I’m gonna worship the fuck out of her.
I point at the bed. “Lie down.”
She doesn’t hesitate, lying in the middle of the bed, her eyes following my every move.
I ditch my own towel and come to stand at the foot of the bed, gazing at her. The picture’s almost perfect.
“Spread your legs for me. I wanna see that perfect pussy.”
She swallows, then her ankles inch apart.
“Don’t stop.”
She keeps going, and my cock swells even harder. I give it a tug, as if that would relieve the pressure, then lift my chin. “Touch yourself. Show me what you like.”
Her breasts are rising and falling as she breathes, her teeth biting into her plump lower lip. Her hands slide lower, the fingers of one hand spreading her pussy wide as the middle finger of the other circles her clit.
I stroke my length. “That’s it, baby girl.”
Her thighs are tightening, and I imagine them gripping my head as she comes, her fingers tugging my hair like she did in the shower. It’s the biggest rush, and I need another fix.
“Now touch your breasts.” I stalk forward and pull her ankles down the bed so her legs dangle off the mattress.
“Touch them for me, Piper,” I repeat, then drop to my knees on the floor and hook her legs over my shoulders. “I want to watch you.”
Her body glows in the shifting colors of the lights, but I can still make out the flush in her cheeks as she obeys, her fingers fluttering to her perfect tits, then pinching the nipples.
“Good girl,” I rumble, then lower my head to her sweet, sweet pussy and kiss it like I would her mouth, my tongue teasing, tasting, exploring.
“Brody!” she gasps.
Yes, yes, yes, I chant in my head as I feast on her, pushing my tongue inside her, feeling the squeeze of her inner muscles, then licking her clit, figuring out exactly which movements drive her wild.
Piper’s breath is coming faster and faster, her fingers tugging and rolling her nipples. The sight is painfully erotic, and I pull my hips away from the end of the bed so there’s no pressure on my cock. I’m not shooting my load unless it’s deep inside her.
I press a finger inside her pussy, curling the tip up as if beckoning her orgasm toward me.
The effect is instantaneous, her hips bucking off the bed as she cries my name.
Easing another finger inside, I gently scissor them, stretching her so she’s ready to take my cock, all the while circling and licking her swollen clit.
She’s so tight, so wet, her pussy clenching around my fingers as her legs begin to tremble.
I want to tell her how perfect she is, how she makes me so hot that I’m burning up and losing my mind. But words get in the way of pleasuring her with my tongue, so I hum my approval instead.
“Bro—” Her voice cuts off in a silent scream as her orgasm hits, and the rush that washes through me is like no other. I thrum the tip of my tongue against her clit, thrusting my fingers in and out of her pussy as I rub the upper wall of her tight channel.
She’s convulsing on the bed, her pussy contracting as the waves of her release roll through her. Now that I know she can climax more than once, I ease off my pace, only to build it up again as she catches her breath.
She threads her fingers through my hair, gripping like she’s holding on for dear life, telling me with her hands that she wants me to stay exactly where I am.
I ain’t going anywhere…
I increase the speed of my tongue and the pressure of my fingers as they move back and forth inside her, leading her toward another orgasm. I know it’s coming, by the way she squeezes around my digits and the shuddering of her thighs.
I love you, Piper. I fucking love you.
Her legs clamp around my head like a vise as her release smashes through her. I can’t hear, can barely breathe, but I’ve never felt happier, more powerful, and potent.
I keep the intensity up, pushing her orgasm on and on, until her legs collapse back to the bed and her breath returns in fitful gasps.
Carefully pulling my fingers out, I press a gentle kiss on her clit, then pull her back up the bed and take her in my arms, kissing her damp hair.
“Oh my God, Brody,” she manages between breaths. “That was … incredible. Beyond incredible … beyond anything.”
I hold her tighter. I want to tell her I love her, but it’s too soon. She needs to trust me. Trust that this time I’m back for good.
But one thing’s certain: I’m going to make up for the twelve years we lost, starting by making her come for every day we’ve missed since I left Hideaway.
Piper’s hand drifts down to my cock, her lips finding mine. Her tongue sweeps into my mouth as she grips me more firmly, and—fuck me—it feels so good.
“Brody,” she murmurs. “I need …”
“What do you need, baby girl?” I ask.
Her cheeks darken. “You know …”
“Tell me. Tell me exactly what you want.”
She tugs my cock. “This.”
“And where do you want it? Buried deep inside your tight pussy?”
Her breath hitches, her eyes widening, then she nods.
“Nothing between us,” I continue. “Me, bare inside you.”
She nods again, quicker this time.
“And do you want me to come inside you? Fill you up with my cum? Mark you as mine?”
“Yes,” she says without hesitation. “Please, Brody.”
This is it, the moment I’ve fantasized about for years.
“Spread your legs for me again, Piper,” I say as I position myself above her.
She does, her body opening to me, her hips lifting slightly in invitation. She’s so beautiful. So perfect.
Mine.
I position the fat head of my cock at her entrance and slowly push against the resistance. She’s so tight.
Her forehead puckers with a frown. “I don’t know if I can—”
“Shhh,” I murmur, gently circling her clit with the pad of my thumb. “Just breathe. Relax. You can take me, I know you can.”
She gives me a hesitant nod.
“Good girl.”
She relaxes around me at my words, and I press a tiny bit deeper.
“You’re doing great,” I murmur. “Look at your pretty pussy taking my cock.”
My words are working as she stretches a little further with everything I say.
I thrust another inch deeper. “Touch your tits.”
Gasping, she brings her hands to her breasts, rolling the nipples between her fingers and thumbs.
“Good girl. That’s it. Now see how much of me you’ve taken.”
She glances down, and I follow her gaze, my head light as I take in the sight of her pussy stretched around my cock.
“You want me to keep talking like this?” I ask, needing to know if this side of me is one she’s on board with.
“Yes,” she says immediately. “I like it.” Her voice quietens, like she’s shy. “It’s really hot.”
Thank fuck.
I nod. “Then you’ll like it when I tell you how fucking sexy you are. How many thousands of times I’ve jacked off imagining you just like this, spread out beneath me.”
She whimpers, her hips bucking up to press herself a little further onto me.
“That’s it. You can do it.” I spit on my fingers, then continue rubbing her clit. “You gonna come for me again, Piper?”
Her nod is erratic, her breathing more labored.
“Just feel,” I murmur. “Your hands on your perfect tits. My fingers on your swollen clit. My cock filling your needy pussy.”
I’m on a knife’s edge, but I won’t fall until she shatters around me.
“Don’t hold back. I want to hear what I do to you,” I continue, pushing a little deeper. “And when you’re ready, I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. You want it like that?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “Oh, yes.”
“Good girl.”
My thumb circles faster on her clit, and I apply more pressure. I’m almost fully inside her, and nothing has ever felt so right.
She’s shaking beneath me, eyelids fluttering like they’re trying to close.
I thrust. “Yeah, that’s it, baby.”
Now balls deep, I grit my teeth to stop myself from exploding.
“Look, Piper,” I growl. “Look how you’ve taken every inch of my cock.”
She tugs harder on her nipples, panting, but still follows my direction, her eyes locked on where I’m buried inside her.
That’s her tipping point. Her eyes roll back, and her chest arches off the bed.
I jerk my hips forward as I rub her clit. “That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock like the good girl I know you are. Take it. Take it all.”
My jaw is so tight I can barely speak, the tendons in my neck straining as I fight not to come.
Piper’s sobbing, moaning, convulsing around me as I keep her pinned to the bed. I’ve never seen anything hotter, more mind-blowingly beautiful.
As she gradually comes down from her high, her eyes find mine, her fingers tracing the lines of my abs. “Brody,” she murmurs.
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“I’m ready.” She glances to where my cock disappears inside her. “I need …”
“Me to …”
“I … I need you to fuck me,” she whispers. “Hard.”
I close my eyes for a second, summoning every ounce of self-control. Then I take a steadying breath and hold her gaze.
“Tell me to stop if it gets too much. Promise?”
“I will.”
She stretches her arms over her head, and I almost lose it. She’s so open. So trusting. I love every perfect inch of her.
I pin her wrists gently with one hand, and brace the other on the mattress beside her head.
“You ready?” I ask.
She nods, her pussy tightening around me.
“Eyes on me, Piper. If anything doesn’t feel good, just say so.”
“I promise.”
I pull out slowly, take a controlled breath, then slam back into her.
She immediately cries out.
I still. “Too much?”
“No! It was … Oh my god, Brody. Please. Do it again.”
So, I do—pulling back, then snapping forward with a grunt.
Piper lifts her hips to meet me.
I keep going, slowly building speed, my attention fixed on her face, catching every tiny shift in expression, needing to know she’s with me all the way.
Even in the low light, I see the flush blooming across her chest as it rises and falls. I want her to come again. More than I want my own release.
“That’s it. Let me fuck you, baby girl. Let me fuck you hard.”
“Yes! Yes!” she gasps.
Lights spark at the edges of my vision, my focus narrowing to Piper writhing beneath me. I snap my hips faster, drilling into her, desperate to push her over the edge before I fall. I’ve never known pleasure like this—sharp, sweet, and so intense I’m not sure I’ll survive it.
Dropping my weight onto one forearm, I reach down and take a nipple into my mouth, roughing my tongue over the hardened tip.
Piper stiffens beneath me, crying my name before shuddering as her orgasm crashes through her.
I fuck her harder, her pussy so tight around my cock it triggers my release. There’s no stopping it.
White-hot pleasure shoots up my spine, obliterating everything. I can’t breathe. Can’t see. Can’t think. I just hold on, torn apart by the force of it.
Over the pounding in my ears, I roar Piper’s name. My balls contract, pulsing as I fill her with my cum—over and over. It’s fucking perfect.
I release her wrists, but she wraps her arms around my back, holding me tight. I shift to move off her, and she tightens her grip.
“Not yet,” she whispers. “Stay inside me.”
So, I cradle her face, kissing her lips, her cheeks, the corners of her eyes while her pussy squeezes my cock like she wants to keep me inside her forever.
And I’m down with that, because there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.