I groan at the sensation, probing her deep with my tongue that feels huge inside her sweet hole.
Her hips buck against me, her body contorting and her sex grinding harder against my mouth.
With a strength I wouldn’t have thought possible, she guides my head with both her hands. Steering me the shortest distance but only so I know just where she needs me most.
“Oh Jesus!” she gasps, grabbing handfuls of my hair and wrapping both her legs around my neck.
Her creamy thighs press against the sides of my face, my head between her legs as she continues to twist, buck, and moan like a wild animal, finally freed from its cage.
Her swollen pussy is running a river of her arousal, my face awash with her scent.
Her pure innocence. Her excitement. Her need.
“I’m …Reeve… I…” she tries to form words as if I need telling.
As if it’s a bad thing when she can’t hold it a second longer.
Her voice drops low and she swears again, then gasping my name, I feel her body stiffen under me. Finally shuddering to what I know is her first real climax.
All of her, dress hitched up or completely naked in our bed. It’ll never be enough, and I realize now just how hopeless it would be for either of us to have tried to stop this for one more hour let alone one more day.
“Oh, Reeve,” she gasps and whimpers, helplessly. Cursing one moment and then shivering the next until finally, she’s sobbing.
But not because she’s sad or hurt.
These are the tears of a young woman, freed from a lifetime of pent-up emotions. Some good, some bad.
And I’m here to help her through all of it.
I lay there on the stairs, my body still between her legs.
Hers slumped back, gripping my hair still.
Both of us speechless. Breathless until it feels like she’s returned back to her body.
“Holy… That is… It was,” she pants, stroking my hair once she loosens her grip and I slowly move up to kiss her.
My arousal is harder than ever, forming a slick puddle on her belly. Broadcasting how close I am to coming.
But it’s only Piper I’m thinking of now, kissing her so she can taste herself on my lips. It isn’t long before she gets both the breath and the courage to tell me.
“I… I’ve never been with anyone, Reeve. I’m a…” she whispers hoarsely before I silence her with another kiss.
“I know,” I finally tell her. “I know, and it’s the best news I’ve had all day. All year,” I whisper back to her, meaning it.
My heart is ready to burst in my chest as my manhood is between my legs.
The fortune of finding Piper in this life is incredible enough, but to be her first, and her only from now on?
It really is a miracle.
“You knew?” she asks, trying to sound annoyed but collapsing into me again, completely spent.
“Well. I guessed,” I admit. “Marines' intuition and all that.”
Her hand strays to my still twitching member, threatening to discharge the hair-trigger I’ve been clamping down on for a good half hour now.
“And what about this?” she shivers, loosening her grip once she feels the effect it has on me.
“We can wait,” I manage to grit out. “Until your mom’s married and they’ve gone away.”
Definitely not sounding like the ache in my cock and balls is about to cause me to explode.
“Surely I can do something to help,” Piper coos, making me shudder once she passes the flat of her palm over my swollen purple head, giggling.
I pull back from her body a little if only to keep my vow, my promise.
“I swore to myself I’d save that for you. Inside you,” I explain. “When I come in you Piper, it’s because I wanna put a baby in you,” I tell her with conviction. Meaning every word.
“If it’s not my seed being planted in you Piper, then I don’t want it wasted anywhere else.”
She looks thoughtful for a moment, not even bothered by what I’ve just said. Smiling to herself and thinking hard before succumbing to her own exhaustion.
“Soon though,” she murmurs, already sounding like she’s half asleep.
“Soon,” I agree. And after laying with her a while longer, our clothes half-off on the stairwell, I eventually move and lift her up.
Carrying her up to my bed so she can rest properly.
Our bed.
Our room.
Our house.
Chapter Twelve
Piper
I feel like I’m floating on a cloud.
Like I’ve had the best day of my life and have been carried up to heaven and laid out on a giant cloud to rest on.
Oh, wait. That’s literally what’s just happened.
Before I open my eyes again after dozing off, I can hear Reeve’s deep voice not too far away.
He’s on the phone and I’m in his massive bed. The space between my legs is still warm and flushed with the memory of his touch.