Page 8 of Playing With Piper

“Christ, Piper, keep it up and I’ll wreck that pretty little throat,” I promise, clenching my jaw. I pull Piper off me by her hair. The whine she lets out goes straight to my dick.

“Open,” I demand, voice raspy. She complies immediately, opening her mouth wide with her tongue out. I stroke myself in front of Piper, the tip of my swollen cock resting against her wet tongue.

“You’re gonna be a good little whore for me, right? Gonna swallow every drop of cum that I put inside that pretty mouth?” I tease her, quickening my pace. Piper nods feverishly, pushing her open mouth further onto my dick. My cock is halfway in her mouth when I finish. Spurts of white hot cum shoot down her throat, and I groan as her eyes glaze with lust. Such a pretty fucking whore. Piper closes her mouth, swallowing around my cock. Panting heavily, I pull out with a string of Piper’s saliva connecting us. She licks at me, running her tongue down a vein on my shaft. Gripping her chin, I force her to look up at me.

“Don’t be greedy. You find out I’ve been watching you for months now, and you’re sucking me off. You should be ashamed,” I tease, slipping my mask back up over my face. Piper’s face drops when I push her body off mine.

“Stand up,” I instruct, nodding my head towards the end of the bed. With a pout deepening on her face, Piper huffs. She slips off the bed, her ass on full view. I slide to the edge of the bed, slapping her ass. She jumps, a moan slips from her mouth, and I smirk under my mask. My cock twitches, already hard again, and I lay flat on my back. Piper watches me curiously when I tilt my head just over the edge of the bed.

“What are you doing?” Piper asks timidly. I gesture for her to step closer. When she does, I grab her hips and drag her to me. Her pussy hovers directly in front of my face. She’s dripping. She’s dripping forme.I’mthe one doing this for her.I’mthe one that gets to see her like this. The only fucking one who gets to see all of Piper.

“Ride my face, baby,” I tell her sweetly, pulling her hips closer. Her hands push my forearms back as she interjects.

“But your mask-”

“Ride my fucking mask, Piper. Don’t make me tell you again,” I say through clenched teeth. I try to pull her in again, but she stops me. Again.

“But Blade, what about your-” I cut her off with another slap to her ass. Harder this time, and it makes my hand sting. She gasps, stumbling until her hands brace against my bare chest.

“Grind against my fucking mask, Piper. Soak it. Ruin it for all I care. Just fucking do it,” I growl, digging my fingers into the fat of her thighs. She pantsbefore finally widening her thighs enough to slot her cunt against my covered face. Piper leans forward further, sliding down until she’s nearly flat against me. Her nails dig into the muscle of my stomach when she finally starts moving. Whimpers sound off through the room. Whimpers thatI’mcausing. She’s whimpering forme.

Piper grinds against my mask harder. Her clit bumps against my nose, and I’m consumed with her scent. I need the smell of her ingrained into every fucking fiber of this mask. I want her scent lingering on it, so I’m high off her every time I wear it.

“Blade, I’m gonna-” Piper’s thighs shake as she tries to warn me, but I cut her off.

“I know, baby. Go ahead. Let me have a taste,” I sanction, trying not to beg her to drown me in her release. For the record, I would gladly allowDeath by Pussyto be written on my headstone as long as it was engraved in Piper’s handwriting. Piper trembles as she comes, moaning and whining the entire time. Her nails dig into my skin, leaving rivulets of blood in her wake. Just as she tries to stop, I move her hips steadily against my face.

“Keep going,” I mumble, too caught up in the feeling of her invading my senses to care that she might be sensitive.

“Blade, please. I can’t,” Piper pants, gripping at my arms weakly. I shake one of her hands off and slip my hand up to pull my mask down. I settle my armaround her thigh again, holding her tight while my tongue invades her sopping cunt. I suck her clit into my mouth, pulling noises from my girl that has my mind reeling. I can feel Piper’s hands traveling further down my body as she relents, dropping her head to rest on my stomach. My cock jerks when I feel her hand wrap around me, stroking slightly. It’s not enough to get me off, but I think she’s only doing it to keep herself grounded. I don’t want her grounded, though. I want her to be a weeping mess for me. I need her to be so far gone that she won’t remember the last six years without me. Piper will never know what it’s like to be without me again. I’ll live inside her for as long as she’ll have me, and if she decides she’s done with me, I’ll remind her exactly why she isn’t.

“Come on, baby. Give me one more,” I practically beg against Piper’s pussy.

“Please, Blade. I really can’t,” she begs again, but her hips keep rolling while she’s still stroking my cock.

“C’mon, Piper. I know you can. Let me make up for lost time, baby.” I might as well get down on my knees and beg her. I will if she asks me to. I’d bow to her every single time, without question.

“Okay,” Piper mumbles quietly, rolling her hips a few more times before she comes on my face again. I drink in everything she gives me, cleaning up her wet pussy with my waiting tongue.

“You’re doing so good for me. Such a good girl,” I mumble into her cunt before finally pulling away from her. Piper’s hand finally leaves my cock as she straightens. I roll over, kneeling on the bed in front of her. She braces her hands on my shoulders. I grip her throat, pulling her in close and planting my lips firmly against hers. I’m positive she can taste herself on my lips, and I hope she realizes that I’d happily spend the rest of my life with her taste on my tongue. She moans, and I smirk against her lips.

“Tell me what you want, Piper,” I whisper against her lips. Her hands tangle into my hair, tugging on it lightly.

“Anything you’ll give me,” she answers quietly, lips still moving against mine.

“I’d ruin you with what I want to give you,” I confess, pulling back. Piper pouts. I brush my thumb over her lip.

“What do you want to give me?” Piper furrows her brows innocently. I let out a breathy chuckle before answering.

“I want to give you peace. Justice for the last six years, baby. But the way I wanna do it… you’d hate me for it,” I tell her, searching her eyes for any sliver of understanding.

“What does that mean, Blade?” Piper asks nervously, her hands slipping from my shoulders. I’m losing her to fear.I’m losing her, again.

“I’d kill them all, Piper. Every last person that kept us apart for six years. I’d slaughter them all if you’d letme,” I confess.

“Promise?” Piper whispers, andmy breath catches.

Chapter Eight

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