Page 100 of Collect the Pieces

I lift my hips and cross my ankles, finding a new delicious angle. With my arms still pinned, I use my legs for leverage, working myself against him.

“That’s it,” he encourages. His fingers play with the buttons of my dress. They’re too tiny to undo one-handed. He dips down and bites at the fabric, tearing at it with teeth and fingers until buttons go flying. He scrabbles with the cup of my bra, tugging it down until he frees one breast.

His desperation to see my body outside in broad daylight triggers something deep inside me. My thighs tremble.

“Fuck yes,” he growls as he sucks my nipple between his lips and flicks his tongue against the tip. The zip of electricityfrom the wet suction of his mouth travels straight to my core. Brutal pleasure throbs from my clit, spreading down my legs and through my body. I spasm around him so hard, he groans.

The sensations intensify. I grunt and scream with the overwhelming, painful pleasure.

“That’s it,” he groans. “Come for me. Be as loud as you want. I got you.”

The pressure builds and builds, another scream ripping from my throat. A sound unholy in its intensity. Terrifying. I’ve never been comfortable being loud or demanding in any way. But I can’t stop.

The contraction doesn’t end—it subsides, then intensifies. It goes on and on, leaving me shaking and tears spilling from the corners of my eyes.

I’m gasping for breath when Jigsaw releases my wrists and rolls us until I’m on top of him.

“Fuck yeah,” he groans and yanks my dress open wider, frees my other breast from my bra. “Don’t stop moving.” He squeezes my thighs. “Ride me like a good girl.”

“I…I…I…am.” I gasp and shudder, pressing my palms flat against his abdomen and working my hips like a maniac. “Oh!” My body stretches tight and slows. Bone-melting bliss soars through me.

Jigsaw groans and clamps his hands over my hips, rocking me up and down. His body shakes and jerks under me as his release hits him.

I grin like an idiot when his eyes finally drift open. I’ve never been so thoroughly pleased with myself. This strong man who effortlessly chased me through the woods and manhandled my body is now spent and shaking beneath me.

He cups my cheeks. “Dream come true.”

Me, or what we just did? “That was…I don’t know. You fucked the words out of me.” Giggling, I fall against his chest. He wraps his arms around me and kisses the top of my head.

“I don’t know if I can move,” he mumbles after a few heartbeats of silence.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” The angle his body’s sprawled on the ground at doesn’t seem comfortable or supportive.

“No.” He grabs my elbow, lifting my arm and inspecting my skin. “Did I hurtyou?”

I roll my wrists a few times. “No.” I stretch my neck and kiss along his jaw. My body’s buzzing and languid at the same time.

I sit up and carefully disentangle myself from him, kneeling awkwardly on the ground by his side.

“Sorry about your dress.” He grips the edges and tries to close it but without the buttons it hangs loose. The satisfied grin on his face sort of negates the apology.

Laughing, I tuck my breasts back into my bra. “Youdidwarn me.” One bra strap loosens and swings free. “Oh no.” I gasp and giggle at the same time.

“And your bra.” He reaches for my hair, plucking leaves, twigs, and pine needles from it.

He sits up and carefully tugs off the condom and rolls his pants up in a move that shouldn’t be as sexy as it is. Everything this man does makes me want to jump on him.

“Give me a second.” Twigs snap and leaves crinkle as he walks into a grove of trees.

“You don’t happen to see my panties anywhere, do you?” I call out.

His warm, rumbling laughter floats back to me.

The sweatshirt he brought is mashed flat against the ground. At least his back had some protection while I rode him like a crazed cowgirl. I stand on wobbly legs and shake them out.

“Found ‘em.” Jigsaw dangles my underwear over my shoulder. Leaves and dirt cling to the plain white satin. “Not sure you want to put them back on, though.”

“Give me those.” I grab them and ball them up in my fist.

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