Page 5 of Piper's Perfect Mate

“Oh, God, Michael. You make me ache.”

“I’ll take care of it, baby.”

I grasped her waist, lifting her and taking her the short distance to the bed. Setting her down on the edge, I dropped to my feet and began removing her shoes and socks. Glancing up her body only deepened my hunger. She was gorgeous with curves to make a man salivate. Her nipples pressed against the thin cotton of her shirt, and I wanted to rip it off, to gaze on what it hid. I wanted to cup and mold and taste the ripe fruit begging for my touch.

Instead, I brought one of her feet to my chest, cupping and massaging until she shivered and moaned.

“That feels so good.”

I planned for her to say that about everything I planned to do.

“Yeah,” I murmured and lifted her foot higher, planting a kiss on the arch.

“You’re trying to ease me,” she whispered.

“Yes.”

“I don’t need it.”

She shook her head when I started to speak.

“I don’t. I’ve wanted you for a long time. Too long. If you don’t strip me naked and make love to me soon, I’m going to combust.”

I laughed. I hadn’t planned for that, but the smile she gave me in response made me want to do it again.

“Let’s get you naked.”

I tugged her hand to pull her back to her feet.

“Let’s get each other naked.”

I meant to go slow, to take my time and explore. All of that went out the window when she ripped off her shirt and I saw the sheer cream-colored bra that hid nothing from my view. She shimmied out of her jeans while I stood there with my tongue hanging out.

“Michael.”

She pulled me from my drugged lust when she reached behind her back to undo her bra.

“Naked. Now. God, I want to feel you between my legs. Inside me. I want you inside me. Deep.”

I tore off my clothes. The zipper ripped as I shoved off my jeans. I was naked, thick cock in hand, staring as she pushed her panties over her hips and down her thighs until they slipped to her feet. I worried she might be shy, uncertain, but Piper reached for me, wrapping her fingers around mine while she bit down on her bottom lip.

“You’re big.”

“I’ll fit,” I promised.

She nodded, and I almost laughed again at how wide her eyes were as she stared at where our hands gripped my length.

“Hey.”

I cupped her chin, directing her gaze back to mine and leaning in to take her mouth. Both her hands drove into my hair. The hard tug of her fingers on the strands made my cock throb and jerk with need. Slowly, I urged her back onto the bed, lifting her until she went to her knees atop the mattress then urging her to keep moving toward the middle as I joined her. With her lying beside me, my hand explored her while I continued our kiss.

Only when she rose into my wandering fingers did I break our kiss, trailing my lips down her neck. I licked over one rosy nipple then blew on it, watching as it pebbled tighter.

“Michael!”

I loved the way she cried my name. I wanted to hear it all night long. No, I wanted to hear it for the rest of my life.

Giving in to the needs I’d been pushing down, I stopped teasing us both and devoured. Piper cried out again while I sucked her in, taking as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. My tongue worked her nipple. God, she was perfection. I pulled back to that rosy tip and sucked hard, tightening my teeth where I held it in place for my attention.

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