Chapter 37
Piper
My frustration is quickly forgotten the moment Holt starts kissing me.
My body reverts back to being putty in his hands, a skill that only he seems to possess.
His hands go around my waist and he lifts me up onto the island behind me.
Before I can even protest him lifting me, he is back at my mouth, sucking on my tongue and nipping my bottom lip.
I shiver as his hand skates under my oversized sweater.
His fingers expertly unhook the back of my bra, something I may need him to teach me—later.
My wandering mind snaps back to focus on Holt’s hands that are currently circling and tugging on my nipples, a groan comes out of the back of my throat that sounds animalistic.
I can feel Holt smile while he kisses me.
My hands are exploring the impressive planes of his upper body. I can feel the ridges of his abs through the soft shirt that he is wearing. His abs contract as my fingers run over them. I want to feel his skin so my hands roam underneath his shirt.
Holt takes a deep breath as I do this, before his mouth returns to the spot right below my ear.
Chills break out over my body and I can’t pull him close enough.
My legs have suddenly wrapped around his narrow waist. Suddenly Holt takes the opportunity to pull me off the counter. I squeal and tighten my grip on him.
“Wh-what are you doing,” I stutter out. Holt’s hands go to cup my ass and he squeezes gently.
“Taking this somewhere more comfortable, relax Sugar,” his voice is gravelly but he is showing no signs of tiring from carrying my plus size frame.
When he gets to the stairs, I start to panic. Carrying me a few feet on a flat surface is different than taking a flight of stairs.
“Holt, put me down— I can walk,” my lust addled brain is clearing pretty quickly and embarrassment is taking over.
“No way, Sugar—you aren’t getting out of this.
No more running,” his dark serious voice makes my stomach flip.
He is looking at me, his light blue eyes almost grey in this light.
It makes me slightly nervous which turns me on even more.
Obviously I need to see a therapist— I’ll worry about that later though.
“Piper, look at me,” Holt demands. I look back up into his eyes, wondering how I found myself here. He shifts our position so that my back is against the wall. His hips thrust into my center. I feel his hard length, and my breath gets caught in my throat.
“You drive me fucking insane. I have wanted this for a long time, and nothing is going to get in my way,” he says to me.
His mouth moves to mine and his tongue pierces through the seam of my lips.
He continues to thrust into my center, strategically rubbing my clit through the fabric.
I feel like a teenager, but the move is still effective, bringing me closer to the edge. The haze of lust is coming back.
His demanding tone only makes me slicker. I start to meet him thrust for thrust release shimmering in the distance like a mirage. Holts hands continue to massage my ass while guiding my thrusts. Holt slows us down, and his lips move to my ear. I’m panting and can’t seem to catch my breath.
“Please, Holt— I’m so close,” Holt chuckles against my neck. He kisses and licks that spot under my ear that short circuits my brain.
“Ah, ah, ah— remember, only good girls get to come. That’s two Piper,” his voice rumbles deeply in my ear. A whine comes out of the back of my throat.
“One more, Sugar,” he says darkly. I didn’t think it was possible to be this turned on, I feel feverish. All of a sudden he moves to take the stairs and I grab his shoulders.
“I won’t let you go, Piper,” he promises. The dual meaning isn’t lost on me. He makes it to the second floor, not looking strained. I look at him with my eyebrow raised.
“Piper, I bench press way more than you weigh,” he says in answer to the unasked question.
I nod, almost relieved. I lean into his neck and start to kiss and suck the spot underneath his ear.
Maybe it will have the same effect on him as it does me.
He groans as he makes his way to what I assume is his bedroom.
We cross the threshold and I am still sucking and licking his neck. All of a sudden my world tips and I am laying down in the center of a very large mattress. Holt is hovering above me. His eyes gleaming.