Chapter 29
Piper
I wake up in Holt’s arms-this time half on top of him.
Not as surprised this morning as I was the last one.
I haven’t slept that hard in a long time and I oddly didn’t have any nightmares.
Which is a relief. I feel Holt’s hand on my ass and freeze a bit.
This seems to be one of his favorite spots.
He is still asleep— or at least, I think he is.
I lay still for a minute and catch myself thinking about escaping this moment again.
Do I stay like this and just enjoy the moment?
Honestly, I would have argued about the sleeping arrangements more last night— but I heard Meg’s voice in my head.
I did promise I would try. So, this is me trying.
My only other option is to try to sneak out of bed and I know that won’t work.
One move and he will be awake in a second.
Holt starts to stir. Oh well, times up. I lift my head to look at his face and see his eyes on me. The cool blue is so distracting. One second, he is examining my face and the next second his hand has cuffed the back of my neck and he is leaning towards my lips.
All of a sudden his lips are on mine— I gasp in surprise, which he uses to his advantage.
His tongue expertly slides through my lips.
I hear him chuckle a little. He rolls us over so he is above me.
At this angle he has more leverage and he continues to kiss me.
His lower half pinning me down, while one hand holds the side of my face.
He pulls back slightly, pecks my mouth and then his lips travel down by me ear. “Breathe,” he whispers, gruffly. As he nips his way down to my neck. I suck in a deep breath and shudder as his lips find this spot on my neck that causes goosebumps to break out all over my body.
The hand that was holding the side of my face, makes its way down to around my neck. He squeezes it lightly causing my core to flutter. Woah, new kink unlocked. I think to myself before quickly getting lost in his mouth again. He has worked his way back to my mouth take over my lips again.
Holt is kissing me with an urgency and fervor that matches his personality. He does nothing halfway- so why would this be any different. The hand that isn’t around my neck reaches down to grab my thigh. He lifts it up by his hip. At this angle, my center is rubbing against his long hard length.
I’m so glad that I opted to wear leggings to bed instead of the looser boxer shorts that I normally do. If I hadn’t then he would certainly feel how wet I am right now. Holt is sucking on my neck below my ear and muttering something. Most of the words are muffled but I can make out a few phrases.
“Driving me crazy, I can’t stay away,” he says in between licks and nips. I’m so turned on, I realize my hips are grinding into his. I can’t help but meet his hip thrusts. I can just feel an orgasm shimmering in the distance when my phone rings. I stop moving for a second.
“Ignore it,” Holt says before his mouth holds mine captive again. His hand is making its way under the side of my long sleeved shirt. My phone stops ringing and then his starts. He breaks away from my mouth.
“Fuck,” he says as he kisses my forehead. He reaches for his phone with the hand that was still around my neck. His long arm easily able to grab it and stay mostly in the same position. This leaves me trapped under him.
“Yeah,” he says as he answers the phone. His other hand is still at my hip and he is looking down at me. A scowl crosses his face as he listens to whatever the caller has to say. Soon the scowl is replaced with a calculated look. His hand starts to wander down over my leggings.
I go to close my legs but his hips are still in the way and he chuckles lightly. His hand makes its way to my legging covered pussy and he starts lightly rubbing. It is enough to drive me crazy.
“Where,” he says into the phone as he continues to torture me. He smirks at me and bites his tongue. Asshole. He is enjoying watching me squirm.
“Shit, thats an issue,” he says to whoever is on the other end. I’m having trouble concentrating because the orgasm that was shimmering in the distance is getting closer and I’m trying not to make a sound.
His fingers have found the spot, which is amazing considering he is doing this over my leggings.
If I bite my lip any harder I may need stitches.
I bring my hands up to my face to try to hide my mortification and stay quiet.
All of a sudden, my body tightens, and Holt’s fingers speed up.
My hips trying to get closer and get away at the same time to no avail.
The orgasm hits me and I manage to muffle a moan just as he is hanging up the phone. I can’t believe that just happened. Holt chuckles again and and leans down to kiss me quickly. Before I can even say anything he hops out of the bed.
“I’m hitting the shower, get ready to leave—we need to go somewhere,” he says quickly as he grabs his clothes before making his way out the door. I’m left laying on the bed a sweaty mess, still trembling, and staring at an empty doorway.