Page 45 of The Keeper

“Please,” she whimpered.

I smirked, enjoying her desperation. “Please what? Use your words. Tell me exactly what you need.”

Piper ground shamelessly against my hand. “Touch me. Please.”

I slid my middle finger inside her, slowly pumping in and out while using my other hand to push her shirt up.

“Goddamn. These are new,” I said, cupping her tits in my hand. Last night, with her bra on, it had been hard to tell. But there was no denying her breasts were fuller now, heavier in my palms. I brushedmy thumb over them, her nipples already stiff and begging for attention.

“Having a baby does that,” she said with a gasp.

“Fuck, I wish I’d been here while you were knocked up. Because these—” I leaned down to tease her nipples with my tongue before sucking one into my mouth with a groan. “These would’ve been in my mouth every damn day.”

My cock strained painfully against my jeans just thinking about it. I added another finger, stroking along her front wall until her back came off the bed.

“More,” she gasped, tangling her fingers in my hair. “Please, I need more. I’m close.”

“Close? Well, that just won’t do,” I drawled as I guided a third finger into her tight pussy and increased the pace before working my jeans down just enough to free my shaft, stroking it as I fingered her.

“Come for me, darlin’,” I demanded. “Let me feel that sweet pussy dripping all over my hand.”

Piper’s eyes rolled back, her walls fluttering around my fingers. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her as she writhed beneath me, lost in pleasure. Her lips parted on a breathy moan, and I surged forward to capture them with my own, greedily swallowing her cries as I drove her closer to the edge.

Her body shuddered beneath me, her inner muscles clamping down on my fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. I kept stroking, drawing out her orgasm until she was a trembling, whimpering mess.

“That’s it, darlin’,” I said against her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses along her throat. “So fucking beautiful when you come for me.”

“Dane,” she panted, wrapping her hand around my shaft. “I need you inside me.”

I struggled to maintain control even as my hips rocked into her touch. “I don’t—I don’t have a condom.”

Piper’s green eyes met mine, pupils blown wide with lust. “I need to feel you,” she said, guiding the head of my cock to her soaked entrance.

“Wait, baby.” I braced myself on my forearms before gritting out, “Are you on birth control?”

She bit her lip and shook her head. “No…”

Jesus fuck. The thought of taking her bare, of potentially getting her pregnant again…

The rational part of my brain knew we should stop, but my body had other ideas. I pushed forward and breached her with the tip of my cock, both of us groaning at the sensation.

“Not like this.” I clenched my jaw and forced myself to pull back, everything in me rebelling against it. “Our first time together in two years isn’t going to be a rushed fuck while our daughter naps in the next room. You deserve better than that.”

Piper trailed her fingers down my chest, a pretty blush staining her cheeks as she admitted, “But I want to make you feel good.”

The protest died on my tongue as she pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips. She stripped off her shirt and bra before leaning down to capture my mouth in a searing kiss.

My hands roamed her soft skin, relearning every curve. I traced the pronounced curve of her hips and the stretch marks on her belly with reverence, amazed by how her body had changed to bring our daughter into the world.

When she began rocking back against my cock with little breathy moans, I had to squeeze her hips in warning.

“Don’t be a brat,” I forced out through clenched teeth.

“I’m not,” she said, hissing through her teeth as the tip hit her clit just right.

I groaned as she rocked against me, her slick heat teasing my aching cock.

“You need to come again, don’t you?” I asked, already knowing the answer.

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