She slept briefly, tossing and turning before finally settling in next to me, her hair splayed across my chest, her shallow breaths whispering over my skin.
I didn’t close my eyes. I knew if I did, I’d be lost to the exhaustion that gripped me days ago.
I can’t waste a moment when I’m with her.
Once she woke up, I was on her like a man who hadn’t eaten a meal in weeks. I licked her from behind before roughly shoving two fingers inside of her. I brought her to the edge, then sheathed my cock and ordered her to ride me.
Her hand fists the root of my dick as she lowers herself onto me. Her eyelids flutter shut. “It’s so deep like this.”
So fucking deep. I grab hold of her waist, wanting to push her down while I spear up into her. The desperate need to fuck is nipping at my spine, driving my movements. “I have to fuck you.”
She reaches up to cup her tits as she takes me all the way. “Not hard, Griffin. Slow for now.”
How the fuck can I agree to that?
I close my eyes against the image in front of me. It’s not just the beauty of her body. It’s her face. It’s perfect. Everything about her makes me want to claim her as my own.
She rocks back and forth, using my dick to pleasure herself.
“Use me, baby,” I manage to get out between thrusts up and into her. “Use me to make yourself come.”
She does and then I take.
I flip her over. My pounding drives bring her right back to the edge and when I come I bite out her name while her pussy grips my cock in her own release.
Chapter 42
Piper
I take the glass of water from him and finish what’s left. It’s the second that he’s brought from the bathroom. The first time he also carried a warm washcloth to the bed and pressed it against my pussy to clean me.
It’s felt more intimate this time than the first time he did it.
Our lovemaking tonight felt the same.
I rest the empty glass on the nightstand before I flip the covers back on the bed. “Come here, Griffin.”
He doesn’t hesitate. He crawls into next to me, tugging my body against his. I can sense immediately when his penis hardens again.
I love that he wants me as much as he does, but I’m spent. I’ve never come that many times in a row before.
“Do you have siblings, Piper?”
I move slightly, resting my chin on my forearm as I lean into his chest. “No, it’s just me.”
His hand lightly caresses my still damp hair. “Did you ever wonder what it would be like to have a brother or a sister?”
“Not really.” I shake my head. “My cousins have always lived next door to us. Lacey and Doug are their names. We did everything together, so in many ways, they are my brother and sister.”
His voice softens. “How old were you when you realized you could draw?”
I tilt my head to the side. “I’ve always been interested in art, but I think the turning point was in middle school. My art teacher told me that she wanted to enter one of my sketches into a contest.”
“Did she?”
“She did. I won first prize. It was a hundred dollars and a professional sketch kit.”
“It just took off from there?” He tenderly tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear.