Page 39 of Claimed By the Cowboys

Piper gives a little laugh, and the motion from her body makes my cock tighten again. “I’m good, Tate. Really good.”

“Okay.”

We’re still joined. Honestly, if I stay here much longer, I’m going to get hard again.

“Tate?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I take a shower?”

I laugh then. I slowly pull out of her, then scoop her up. Naked, I take a squeaking Piper upstairs.

“Only if I share with you,” I whisper into her skin.

Piper squirms. “You don’t have to do that.”

Oh, but I do.

“Let me take care of you, Piper,” I say, meeting her green eyes with my own.

Piper gives me a look. Then she nods. “Okay.”

I smile. I like to take care of people. I know that it’s not necessarily something I’m going to advertise, but I always have. It’s part of why I’m a chef. That feeling when you’ve given someone something, and they like it? It’s better than drugs, that’s for sure.

In the bathroom that’s attached to my room, I set Piper onto the counter. She crosses her legs, her cheeks flaming.

“You okay?”

“Um. Yeah. I just… I might… there might be…” She stammers.

Oh, good god. “Piper. Are you trying to say that you’re trying to keep my cum inside you?”

Her blush deepens.

“Well, I’m just trying not to make a mess on the counter!” she squeaks.

Fuck. Fuck me.

I lean over, trying to give her a kiss to reassure her, but at the last minute I remember.

No kissing.

I really fucking hate that rule.

“Give me a second,” I growl.

Piper looks at me, curious. I start the shower so that the ancient water heater has time to heat. Then, I take her off the counter and lean in close. My hands drift down her thighs, and she twitches. I give her a smile, leaning in to kiss her neck.

“Open those pretty thighs for me, Piper,” I whisper.

She’s clearly uncertain, but she does as I ask. The feeling of her listening to my command is going to make me drunk with lust all over again.

I kiss her neck, and slowly, I press two fingers inside of her, my thumb resting on her clit.

She gasps. “Tate.”

“You can’t make a mess if I fuck it back into you,” I growl.

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