Page 82 of Collect the Pieces

I slide my hand over her hip and down her leg.

Her body shudders as if she’s close to orgasm. “If I sleep naked, will you promise to wake me up in a special way?”

“How special?” I tease my tongue over her nipple, then suck it into my greedy mouth.

She hooks one of her legs over mine. “You were on the right track.”

“You’re the fucking best,” I groan against her throat. “Yup, spread your thighs nice and wide for me.” I take my hand away to lick my thumb, then bring it to her clit. “I’d happily sleep with my cock buried in you all night.”

She gasps as I shove two fingers inside her.

“Oh my God, I think I’d like that. A lot.”

Slowly, I pump in and out of her. “I’m so fucking horny for you, I woke up with my hand wedged between your sweet little thighs.” I kiss her breast. “I think you liked it; my fingers were soaked.”

“I do,” she answers in a breathy little cry. “I really do.”

“Show me, then.” I push deeper, curling my fingers inside her, searching for that special spot. “Come on.”

She squeezes her eyes shut and shamelessly grinds herself against my hand. “Good girl.” I kiss her temple and work faster, so crazed to be inside her, I might end up coming on her leg before I get the chance. She rocks her hips in time with my thrusting fingers.

Her body tightens and quivers. She tips her head back, moaning toward the ceiling, louder than she’s ever been before. “That’s it,” I encourage.

Shrill, unintelligible shouts, followed by laughter, flow from the hallway. I can’t tell—and don’t care—if the sounds are directed at us or something else, I just need Margot.

“Oh, oh, oh.” She clamps her thighs tight, trapping my arm. A pleasurable shiver races down my spine as she moans through her orgasm.

When she’s finished, I pull my hand free, and she whimpers.

“What do you want?” I whisper in her ear. “Tell me everything you want.”

Her lashes flutter and she stares up at me with desperate eyes. “Fuck me.” Her husky voice is somewhere between a plea and a command.

My star student has come a long way.

Margot

While still breathless and dizzy from being woken up in the best possible way, Jigsaw climbs over me, bracing himself on either side of my shoulders. His cheeks are flushed, pupils blown wide with desire. His cock grazes my leg, and I tilt my hips, desperate to get closer.

He groans and presses just the tip inside me. “Yes, yes, yes. More,” I plead, then gasp as he pushes in deeper.

“Shhh, we both know you can take all of me.” He hooks one arm under my thigh, spreading me wider. “Open for me. Let me all the way in your pretty pussy.” He teases his thumb against my clit, while pushing deeper. “You’re so fucking wet and hot for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” I reach down and cover his fingers, pressing them against me harder.

“That’s it. Show me what you like.”

“You,” I pant, unsure how to put it into words with my mind spinning in a thousand directions. “God, you feelsogood.”

He growls as if he’s lost his last thread of control and snaps his hips forward. He grabs my other leg, holding me the way he needs, setting a steady rhythm.

“Keep rubbing your clit for me. Don’t stop.”

I’m frantic now, overwhelmed with him. Desperate to come again. He drags himself against a spot that curls my toes with every thrust and finally, I bow off the bed, eyes closed, throat raw from screaming.

His movements falter. “Margot. Oh, fuck.” The alarm in his voice snaps my eyes open. “I forgot…a condom.” His face twists with agony as he drags himself free of me. A few seconds later wet heat explodes over my hip and stomach. He groans through his release while I try to absorb his words.

“I’m sorry, baby.” He kisses my cheek and reaches for the nightstand, grabbing the cloth. “I guess this came in handy anyway.” He carefully cleans me up, then tosses the cloth on the floor.

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