Chapter 10
Ten
Oh, my God oh, my God oh, my God. This is actually happening.
Not quite an affirmation, but it was certainly cycling through Piper’s brain as Emilio led her upstairs, holding her hand.
Every step closer to his bedroom made her more nervous and more excited. Heat was already building inside her, like a fire
with too much fuel—as soon as he lit the match, she’d burn for a very long time.
Emilio had hardly let the door close behind them before he presented her with a question. “Are you sure you want this?”
That was not what she’d thought he might say. “Yes. One hundred percent.” Her sister’s pep talks popped into her head. “I mean, it doesn’t
have to mean anything, right? I’m leaving in two weeks.” And you’re you, a superior being from another planet, and I’m me, a mere mortal.
“Of course. No big deal.” He drifted closer and reined her in with his strong arms, then lowered his mouth to her ear. “I
just need to know you’re okay with it.”
Talk about undue influence—his hot breath so close to her neck? She was ready to give him everything she had—her tired Prius
with the new-ish tires and her collection of romance novels with the worn covers and her not-a-complete-secret dog treat recipe.
“Emilio, if you don’t take my clothes off in the next five minutes, I will resent it forever.”
That was apparently all he needed to hear. A split second later and he had Piper pressed against his door. He dug both hands
into her hair, lifting her face to his, kissing her with lips that were forceful. He was claiming her with his mouth and his
tongue. Artfully and definitively. It was primal and beautiful at the same time. She had never felt this desired. This wanted.
Her eyes nearly rolled back into her head when one of his hands slid to her breast. Even wearing a dress and with a bra on,
her nipples responded to the touch as if she were naked. The sensitive bundles grew hard and taut; meanwhile, everything between
her legs was positively ablaze. It was a five-alarm fire. As in someone needed to send help. Douse her with a bucket of water.
Or not. Frankly, right now, she was ready to let everything inside her burn.
He toed off his shoes, and she was thankful she’d been wearing flip-flops and had left them downstairs. She wanted to rip
off his light blue dress shirt, but it looked very expensive and probably was, so she judiciously unbuttoned it as fast as
she could, all while he watched, amused. She pushed the sleeves over his shoulders and needed a moment to admire his chest
with her eyes. It was so broad and smooth with defined muscles and his tawny, warm skin. She skimmed her fingers across from
one collarbone to another. “You’re stunning. You know that, don’t you?”
“Not half as stunning as you.”
It was his turn to deal with buttons, and he did, his nimble fingers scrambling through the ones on her dress, as he set his
attention on her neck, kissing it with an open mouth and eager tongue. Piper wasn’t sure she’d last very long if he kept doing
that. And to think he hadn’t really touched her. Not yet. She shrugged the dress from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. And there she was, standing
in front of him in bra and panties. She felt naked, and thankful that although she only had a few extra-nice underpinnings
with her, she’d thought to wear them. Otherwise, it was a moment she struggled to wrap her brain around as his eyes raked
up and down the length of her body. She’d admired him from afar for years. She’d even had a few fantasies about him. And here
he was, taking off her clothes in the bedroom of his London home.
He took her hand and led her to the bed. “Here. Get comfortable.”
Piper sat on the edge, then scooted back on her butt to the middle, feeling the crisp white duvet beneath her legs. “You have
a race coming up. Isn’t there a thing about athletes and not having sex before big competitions?”
He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, then dispatched them quickly. Even in his black boxer briefs, she could see how hard
he was for her. It made her head swim with the possibilities. “Honestly, I think it works in the reverse for a Formula One
driver. I need to be as calm as humanly possible over the next few days.” He planted a knee on the mattress then put his full
body weight on top of her. “And I will be very calm as soon as I have fucked you.”
Piper spread her legs and let him settle against her center. She was so hot for him she waited to spontaneously combust when
the rigid length of his cock began to build friction against her clit. She still had her panties on—what in the world was
going to happen when she didn’t? He kissed her with pure and utter abandonment, like a man who hadn’t had a meal in ages and
had just sat down to a buffet. She had a similar feeling deep inside—this was the culmination of every accidental embrace,
brush of the hands and stolen glance. There had been a whole boatload of those during dinner. She’d earned this. And she wanted
it right now.
With one hand on the mattress, he raised his torso and used his other hand to curl under her bra strap, tugging it down her
arm, then he settled beside her and ran his finger along the lacy edge of her bra before pulling down the cup. He’d gone from
pursuing to playing, driving her wild with anticipation. He answered the question quickly by putting his finger in her mouth,
letting her suck on it, then taking that same finger and touching the very end of her nipple so lightly, rolling in small
circles. The reverberations pinged all over her body, in one hundred places she hadn’t thought about in forever, but mostly
it all went straight to her clit. She wanted him so badly to touch her there. She wanted so badly for him to be inside her.
As if he’d heard her silent wish, he skimmed his hand down her stomach and slipped his fingers into the front of her panties.
He had no problem going straight for that tight and brilliant bundle of nerves, rubbing in careful circles. Piper arched her
back if only to get him to do it harder. Faster. Meanwhile, the pressure built so quickly in her body she didn’t think she
could take it much longer. She was going to come. And she wasn’t ready.
With a bit of force, she rolled him to his back, then she hopped off the bed, reached behind and unhooked her bra, which had
settled around her waist. She flung it across the room, then wiggled her panties past her hips.
“I like this side of you.” He grinned. “Taking initiative.”
“I’m normally polite to a fault. But clothes were getting in the way.”
“I agree completely.”
She curled her fingers under the waist of his boxer briefs, then tugged them past his hips. His erection sprang free and she’d
never felt so thankful for the rewards of the universe than at that very moment. He was fucking magnificent. Every inch of
him so perfect it boggled the mind. And for as long as she could manage it, he was going to be all hers.
She descended upon him, wrapping her fingers around his hard cock and stroking from base to tip, running her thumb over the
head with every pass. He propped himself up onto his elbows and watched with eyes that were only half-open. It felt so good
to know she could make him feel good. She questioned herself all the time, but this? Oh, yeah. She could do this. As well
as a few other things that might blow his mind.
She climbed up onto the bed, then with her hand wrapped around his length, she slowly guided his cock into her mouth. She
took her time, forceful with her lips and tongue, then gentler, doing her best to deduce what made him happiest. Honestly,
he seemed to enjoy all of it, digging his fingers into her hair and moaning softly. She just kept going until eventually he
slipped his hand beneath her chin and curled up at the waist, then urged her mouth to his. He rolled her to her back and kissed
her deeply, his cock rubbing hard against her center and again driving her close to her peak.
“Do you have a condom?” she asked. “Because I do not.” Of course she didn’t. The one thing she’d been certain would not happen in Europe was sex.
“I do. In my bathroom.”
Piper cast a wistful gaze upon him as she watched him walk away and disappear into the bathroom. A moment later, he returned,
ready to go.
Piper wasn’t quite sure where she should go or what she should do next, but Emilio took charge, spreading out on the bed on
his back, then inviting her with a curl of his finger. She climbed over and straddled him, then slowly sank down as he guided
himself inside. Her eyes fluttered shut as she struggled to grasp the moment and what this all meant. He felt so good—again,
that damn word—perfect—kept creeping into her consciousness.
“You are so sexy,” he muttered to her. It was enough praise to make her open her eyes, and she caught him drinking in the
vision of her. It was such a turn-on to have that much appreciation leveled in her direction. It had been a damn long time.
Hold on—she wasn’t sure if this had ever happened before. Not like this.
“You feel amazing.” She rode his cock, up and down, with her hands pressed against the rock-hard plane of his lower abs. The
pressure coiled in her belly, making her thighs clench tight. She was close, but she needed more. Just a little help to reach
the pinnacle. “Emilio. Will you rub my clit? It’s hard for me to come this way.”
“Anything you want. Reach back. Put your hands behind you. On my legs.”
She did as he asked, placing her palms on the tops of his thighs. He reached down and found her center with his thumb, then
rubbed in firm circles. Between that and the pressure of his cock on her G-spot, it only took a few more thrusts before she
came so hard it took a few seconds to remember how to breathe. Her internal muscles kept flexing and grabbing on him, then
Emilio gave way, too, calling out. A few seconds later, she heaved herself forward and collapsed on his chest. He was still
inside her, and she wanted to keep it that way for a while. She nestled her face into his neck.
“That was so amazing.” She’d have to think of a better word, but later. Right now, her mind was nothing but a hazy and delightful
jumble of colors and sensations.
“It was so amazing,” he said. “Come here. Let me kiss you.” He flattened both hands against the sides of her head and brought
her mouth to his for the longest, deepest, sexiest kiss she had ever experienced. “Thank you for that. It was wonderful. I’m
going to get cleaned up. Then I should probably get some sleep. We leave for Spain early tomorrow.” He got up from the bed
and started for the bathroom. God, she loved watching his ass in motion.
“Is it better if I sleep in my room? I know how important it is you get your rest.”
He turned back to her with one hand on the frame of the bathroom door. “I didn’t get to sleep next to you last night. I’m
not going to miss out on that chance again.”