Chapter 9 #2
“I watched you out the window while I stroked my cock. Just seeing you like that had me wound so damn tight, I’d had no choice but to jerk off till I came so hard I was seeing stars.
” He didn’t know what he expected her to say to his confession.
Didn’t know if it would disgust her or not, but right then he needed her to know what she did to him.
But Piper wasn’t disgusted, and he watched, fucking mesmerized, as she spread her legs wider and shimmied her ass closer to the edge. Her body shook with pent-up hunger. The woman was turned on by what he’d said, it was written all over her face.
“Cole?”
“Yeah?” His voice was shot to shit, even more so than usual.
“Put your mouth on me…please?”
Fuck. Standing, he slid his hands under her ass, lifting her off the counter and backed her out of the small room. Her bedroom was directly across the hall, so he kept going until they reached her bed. “On your back, baby.”
She crawled on the mattress and lay back. Giving him the most spectacular view he’d ever seen. Laid out for him, like the best gift he’d ever gotten, but she was already unwrapped and ready to play with.
She lifted up on her elbows and looked down at him, eyes wide.
His cock was so hard he could hammer in a nail with it, balls so tight all he could think about was emptying them inside her. He shoved his shorts down, and his cock slapped against his stomach when he straightened.
Jesus.
He stood there for a few seconds, letting her take him in, letting her get used to the scars on his body.
If she had a problem with the way he looked, he’d rather know now.
He hadn’t been with a woman since before the accident, hadn’t wanted to.
But Piper didn’t seem offended. No, her gaze roved over his body hungrily, locking on his dick. She licked her lips.
Shit.
He climbed onto the bed, between her thighs, and groaned at how wet and swollen she was, how ready. “Fuck, baby.” Nipping the inside of her knee, he worked his way up to her quivering sex, and didn’t mess around. No, he fucking devoured her.
Her hand came down on the back of his head, holding him to her as he tasted her, tracing her inner lips before doing what he really wanted and pushed inside, fucking her with his tongue. It wasn’t long before she was shaking and moaning, begging for him to let her come.
Pressing down on her inner thighs, he held her open, at his mercy, and sucked hard on her stiff little clit. She came for him again, and he sucked and licked her until she stopped trembling under his mouth.
He lifted up, took her in, heart squeezing in his chest, gut in knots. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening, that he was with Piper. That she actually wanted him.
Dealing with what he’d done, trying to get his life back on track after the accident, he was tapped out, had nothing to offer her. The way he was now, broken inside and out, he could never make her happy.
She deserved more than half a man.
He could never, would never, burden her with what remained of the guy she once knew, with what he’d become. And he sure as fuck didn’t deserve that kind of happiness.
No, he couldn’t keep her, not in the way he’d always dreamed. She would never wear his ring. They would never have a family or grow old together.
But tonight, for one night, he could pretend.
Tonight, she was his.
He smoothed his hand up her thigh. Her body was coated in a fine sheen of sweat, beautiful breasts jiggling with every labored breath.
Stunning.
He crawled up her body and looked down at her.
She stared right back, licking her lips, and he realized he hadn’t kissed her yet.
He needed to kiss her. Now. Sliding a hand over her hair, he brought his mouth down on hers.
Her lips were soft and warm, pliant under his.
She opened for him, flicking her tongue across his, tasting herself on him, learning how damn sweet she was.
He squeezed his eyes shut, memorizing every damn moment, kissing her hard and deep, the way he needed to.
Her legs wrapped around his hips, and his cock was right there. He flexed his hips, sliding his dick between her drenched folds. Fuck, he could so easily come from just that. He tore his mouth from hers. “Condom, Piper.”
She blinked up at him. “Um…”
“Condom, baby, now.” He couldn’t stop, and rubbed against her. They both groaned.
“I don’t…ah, I don’t have any.”
He stilled. “What?”
“I don’t have any.” She tightened her legs around him like she thought he’d leave.
Like fuck.
“You on the pill?”
“No. What about your apartment?” The hope in her eyes tore him to shreds.
“No,” he growled.
Jesus motherfucking Christ.
He didn’t have condoms. He hadn’t needed them. His hips thrust against hers because he couldn’t stop himself, his need to be with her was all-consuming.
She gripped him tighter. “God don’t stop. Just…keep moving.”
Yeah, there was no way he was stopping now.
He couldn’t make love to her how he wanted, but they could both get off this way.
Hell, he was ready to explode. Gritting his teeth, he slid against her, holding back his orgasm through sheer determination.
Piper reached up and cupped his face, pulling him down for another kiss, the sweetest, sexiest kiss he’d ever had in his life.
Then a second later, she was coming again, spasming against the underside of his cock. “Ah, fuck.”
He wanted, needed…
Lifting up onto his knees, he fisted his erection and pumped hard and fast. He was mindless at this point, nothing but animal lust, driven to this point by the woman beneath him, watching while he stroked himself. Her gaze locked on his dick, and having her eyes on him…fuck.
“Gonna come on all that beautiful, smooth skin.” He continued pumping his cock, hissing when he exploded, firing hot and hard across Piper’s creamy flesh, until he’d emptied his balls all over her soft belly and breasts.
He came down on top of her, not giving a shit about the mess, just needing to be close to her, to feel her against him.
Breathing heavily, he took in her strawberry scent, now mixed with sex.
He wanted to bathe in it, never let her go.
Never lose this feeling. Her hands came up, running over his back, soothing him.
Like she knew he was hanging on by a thread.
“I’m glad you came over tonight,” she whispered.
Those words, as simple as they were, hit hard.
It was like a light switched on in his head, shining a spotlight on all the darkness residing there.
Not only what he was, what he’d done, but why he shouldn’t be here.
He was obsessed with the woman beneath him.
Jesus, he’d jacked off watching her through his window and told her about it.
Came all over her, for fuck sake. A night with her was as good as feeding the beast, the addiction, gorging on the only thing it craved.
She should be throwing him out of her bed. Why the hell wasn’t she?
What he’d done to her, still wanted to do to her… The things he’d said? Disgust with himself, with the way he’d treated her, washed over him. Piper, of all people, deserved better than this. Still, his cock, which was nestled against her curves, was readying for round two.
He rolled his hips, because he had to. It was like he had no control over his own mind and body—and let’s face it, he’d just proven that he didn’t.
Piper whimpered, fingers digging into his lower back.
Stop this. Now.
Jesus, he was rubbing up against her like a rutting animal. What was wrong with him? He had to get a handle on it.
This was a mistake.
Piper deserved so much more than this. So much more than him.
Allowing himself to have her, taking a piece of happiness for himself with Piper, forced guilt to pump through his veins. How could he take pleasure, feel joy, when Kate and Davey were suffering every damn day because of him?
Reluctantly, he rolled to his back, but Piper followed, pressing her soft warm body into his side.
What have I done?
He scrubbed his hands over his face, tried to ignore how good she felt, how perfectly she fit against him.
She slid her hand around his waist, arm resting across his stomach, and nestled in closer.
Then she laid her head on his chest. Shit, her soft hair felt like velvet against his skin, her warm breath tickling, lifting gooseflesh every time she exhaled.
His dick was hot and hard against his stomach. He’d barely had an erection in months, and now his cock wanted to make up for lost time with the only woman who could affect him like this. The one woman he couldn’t allow himself to have again.
But even now, knowing what he’d done was wrong, for so many reasons... Knowing that he’d betrayed his friend and tainted this perfect, amazing woman with the darkness inside him...
He couldn’t regret it.
He could never wish it hadn’t happened.