"What could happen?"
"Life. It wears people down." I play with her hair. "You're not like anyone else I know."
"Neither are you." She runs her fingers over my cheeks and lips. "This is probably an inappropriate time to put the moves on you."
"The moves?"
She nods. "Sex."
I have to laugh.
"I'm not being smooth, huh?"
"It works for you."
"Good." She presses herself up, slings one leg over my hips, and straddles me. "It means a lot that you talk to me about this stuff."
I nod.
"I don't want to interrupt you if you have more to say." She plays with my top button.
"But?"
"But I want to kiss you. I want to touch you." This time, she undoes the top button. The second. "I want to make you forget anything has ever hurt you."
"Piper..." I reach up to run my fingers through her hair.
"I'm on the pill." She stares into my eyes. "If you're sure you're clean, we don't have to use a condom."
"You sure?"
She nods.
Fuck yes. I nod back.
She plants her hands on my shoulders and leans down to press her lips to mine.
My tongue slips into her mouth.
She lets out little groans of pleasure as she tugs at my shirt. Every time I flick my piercing across the top of her tongue, she grinds her crotch against mine.
It does things to me, knowing how much pleasure it brings her.
Knowing how badly she wants me.
She wants me to feel good.
And I want her to feel good.
Fuck, the ways I want her to feel good...
Might not have the relationship thing figured out. I might be a mess.
But this, our bodies pressed together, is one place where I know how to make her feel good.
I slide my hands down her sides and over her thighs. Slowly, I play with the hem of her dress.
She groans into my mouth, kissing me harder, rocking her hips against mine.