Page 105 of The Wrong Date Deal

She pulled out of Hermes’ and Ford’s parking lot, heading in the opposite direction from Piper’s parents’ car, and, stillwithout breaking the quiet between them, Piper reached over, her fingers finding the back of August’s neck again. Her silky, light touch was the right side of ticklish, sending jolts of excitement and longing through August’s skin and into her core.

They rounded a corner and Piper used the momentum to inch closer to August across the center console. Her fingers danced to the side of August’s throat and down to her collarbone, slipping just inside her shirt.

Everything about it felt heightened by the fact that they weren’t speaking, by the night, and by the glow of city lights outside the car. August’s heart pounded, something deeply emotional and hungry taking root in her stomach and chest.

It wasn’t going to just be hot and heavy when she and Piper got a moment alone, it was going to be meaningful and romantic.

They made it back to August’s parking lot without Piper taking her hand off August’s skin. August cut the motor and turned to look at her. It was dark but not so dark that she couldn’t see the way Piper’s pupils were blown in the streetlights, the way she was drinking in August’s presence.

Piper tilted her head in the direction of August’s building, a sweet smile playing across her face—a question, a promise, a need.

August nodded and immediately regretted it when Piper dropped her hand to exit the vehicle.

There was no physical way for them to get out without breaking the touch—and they weren’t staying in the car all night—but August still missed the contact.

Piper clearly did too. She hustled to press herself up against August’s back as they walked towards the door, and, while some of that could have been due to the cool temperature, August knew it wasn’t just to share heat.

Piper’s hands teased over August’s hips as she unlocked the door to let them into the building. The whole process was slowedby Piper squeezing and stroking, sending August’s brain offline completely with her touch. August’s breath hitched but she managed to recover enough from fumbling the keys to get them into the building and up to her apartment.

When they made it through the front door and August had shut the rest of the world out, she turned, sweeping Piper up into a tender kiss.

Piper went willingly, sinking into the moment, her arms wrapping around August’s neck to hold her close.

They still hadn’t spoken, but the small hums and sighs Piper made shot straight into August’s stomach, and felt like they said a million things.

August pressed her into the wall beside the door, dropping her keys in the general direction of the side table and missing entirely. She ran her hands down Piper’s sides, feeling her body hidden under the folds of soft flannel, and kept going until she reached Piper’s thighs. She wrapped her hands around them, bent her own knees slightly, and, without breaking the kiss, lifted Piper up.

Piper gasped in surprise but pressed her mouth eagerly back to August’s, one hand caressing August’s cheek.

“August,” she finally breathed, the sound needy and beautiful.

August adjusted her grasp, taking full hold of Piper’s weight, and walked them across the apartment to her bedroom. Piper moaned as August lowered her onto the bed and climbed on above her.

Their gazes locked, taking each other in, and August knew she’d never seen anything so beautiful.

Piper reached for the hem of August’s shirt, pulling it up, her eyes following its movement as more and more of August’s stomach was revealed. August bent closer to her, allowing Piper to pull the shirt up over her head and drop it off the side ofthe bed. She knelt back up, loving the way Piper’s gaze danced across her bare skin, and started unbuttoning Piper’s shirt. It would have been easy to pull the thing off over her head, but August liked this better, revealing her one painstaking button at a time.

Piper splayed her hands out on August’s stomach and her hips started moving under August, seeking her. August’s stomach clenched deliciously. Piper was the sexiest person she’d ever met.

As August got Piper’s shirt open, she was intrigued to find pretty white lace underneath. She shot a look at Piper, who smirked and raised her eyebrows before pushing herself into a sitting position to pull August into another consuming kiss. August slipped Piper’s shirt off, and both their fingers fumbled for the other’s bra clasp, pulling them off simultaneously, and moaning when they pressed deeper into the kiss, no fabric between their upper bodies.

With some obvious reluctance, Piper broke the kiss, her hands dropping to grip the tops of August’s thighs. “Can we take these pants off?”

August grinned. “Absolutely.”

She stepped off the bed, immediately yanking her jeans open and stripping them off along with her underwear. Her eyes were glued to Piper as she fell back on the bed, thrusting her hips up to wriggle out of her own pants without standing up. She dropped them off the bed, her underwear going with them, and August was momentarily frozen at the image of her naked and perfect, pressed into soft pillows and blankets as she looked at August with desperate need.

“August,” she moaned in a demanding tone when August lingered for too long.

August smiled and crawled back onto the bed, fully ready to give her everything she needed.

Piper spread her legs, making space for August between them, and August couldn’t resist leaning in to press a lingering kiss on her clit before crawling up her body to capture her lips again.

She loved the way Piper writhed under her and the way she wrapped her arms and legs around August, holding their bodies close together as they kissed. Her teeth capturing August’s lip, her tongue tracing over it before slipping into August’s mouth, the sounds she made… all of it was mesmerizing and magnetic. August couldn’t get enough of all the places their bodies were pressed together, all the places she could feel Piper’s skin against hers. She’d been waiting for this her whole life.

The longer they kissed, the more her hips moved against Piper, seeking friction, and the more both of them moaned and panted.

One of her hands traced down the soft curves of Piper’s body, teasing her, and caused Piper to break their kisses to gasp, “Please, August, I need you.”

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