Page 46 of The Keeper

She managed a shaky nod. I put my hands under her thighs and adjusted her position so the length of my cock nestled against her pussy lips.

“Ride it,” I said. When she reached down to guide me inside, I stopped her. “Like this.”

Piper shuddered as I dragged her forward and back, using my cock to create friction against her clit. “Right there,” she pleaded, bracing herself on my chest.

“Good girl. Tell me what else you need.”

“You inside me,” she whispered, her mouth curving up at the corner as she reached between us.

I caught her wrist and flipped her onto her stomach, bringing my palm down against her ass cheek before thrusting two fingers inside her dripping cunt. “Starting to think you like being a brat, baby.”

She slammed herself back on my fingers, begging, “More.”

I added a third finger, growling at the sight of her stretching around me.

“Harder.”

The sounds of her wet pussy filled the room as I fucked her with my hand, her inner walls rhythmically squeezing my fingers before she came with a strangled sob.

“That’s my girl. Keep going,” I said, changing up the speed to prolong her orgasm until she was squirting against my hand.

And fuck, if that wasn’t the sexiest thing I’d ever witnessed.

“Dane,” Piper whimpered, her leg muscles quivering. “I can’t.”

“You’re doing so good, baby,” I said, adjusting my angle to hit her G-spot better. “You can give me one more, can’t you?”

Her hips bucked wildly in response as she grabbed a fistful of the comforter, coating my hand and the comforter in her cum.

I brought my fingers to my lips, groaning as soon as the taste of her hit my tongue. “Goddamn, you taste good.”

Piper peered back at me through a curtain of dark hair, her cheeks flushed. “I bet you do, too,” she whispered before crawling over to me. “Can I touch you?”

I made a guttural sound in the back of my throat and nodded, tracing the curve of her bottom lip. She gazed up at me with those big green eyes before swiping her tongue across my thumb.

“Suck,” I commanded, slowly pressing it into her mouth.

She obeyed instantly, working her tongue around the digit as if it were my cock.

“That’s it, baby,” I praised, unable to tear my eyes away from her mouth.

Piper reached down to grip my shaft, and my nostrils flared with the force of my breaths. I was already so close to coming, and she’d barely touched me.

“Do you want to watch me suck you?” She circled her fingersaround the base and leaned in, lapping up a bead of precum glistening on the tip.

I fisted my hand in her hair and pressed my cock against her lips with a groan. “Fuck yes. Show me what that pretty little mouth can do.”

My head fell back as Piper took me into her hot, wet mouth. The feeling of her lips wrapped around me was even better than I remembered. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard as she bobbed her head.

Her tongue moved along the underside of my shaft, tracing the vein there, and my hips jerked involuntarily, forcing more of my length past her lips. What little control I had left snapped, and I thrust in as far as I could. The feel of her throat spasming around me nearly pushed me over the edge.

Piper pulled back to gasp for air, her eyes watering. “I want you to come on my stomach,” she panted before diving back down.

I managed a jerky nod, finding it difficult to focus on anything beyond the incredible suction of her mouth. Fat tears streamed down her cheeks as she deep-throated me, but she kept working my cock like a pro.

“Look at me while you suck my cock,” I ordered. When she gazed up at me through shimmering eyes, spit dripping down her chin, I thought I might lose it right then. “Good fucking girl.”

She hummed in pleasure at the praise, the vibrations shooting straight to my cock. One hand moved down to caress my balls while she bobbed her head, and I clenched my jaw so hard I thought my teeth might crack.

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