Page 120 of Just Friends
“Say it again,” she gasped.
“You’remine, Piper,” I growled.
The elevator shot upward, and I reached a hand between her thighs, slowly inching up her skirt. Her legs spread, welcoming me higher and higher, until her damp heat radiated against my knuckles. I stopped just shy of her folds, her body quivering with anticipation.
“Touch me,” she whimpered, wriggling, trying to rub her bare pussy against my hand.
“Not yet. I’m going to take my time with you.”
“You promise?”
“I promise,” I said. “I’m gonna make you come so hard tonight.”
“Not if I make you come first.”
I chuckled. “Won’t happen.”
“Wanna bet?”
“Fine. You’re on,” I said, and we shook hands.
Ding.The doors opened to our floor. We stepped out together and I scooped Piper up and swept her off her feet. She squealed with surprise and delight as I threw her over my shoulder,“Oh my God! Caveman!”
With Piper’s trivial weight on my shoulders, I unlocked the door to our room and kicked it open. A single bedside lamp lit the room dimly. I carried her to the canopied bed and tossed her gently onto the mattress.
She sat up on her haunches. “Come here.”
I undressed methodically, quickly, my eyes never straying from Piper. My trousers came off, and Piper licked her lips when she saw the dab of wetness on my underwear. “Mmm. You look a little excited.”
“More than a little,” I said as I neared the bed. “I’ve been thinking about you all night.”
I wrapped my arms around her. The divine scent of her skin, like rose petals, heightened my senses. Our mouths reunited with a deep and passionate kiss. With lips locked, I crawled onto the mattress, pinning her beneath me.
We tenderly traded tongues, our hands free and eager to explore each other’s bodies at last. A happy whimper escaped her as she ran her fingers through my rock-solid abs.
“You’re so sexy, Jax,” she whispered.
Her nipples began to poke through her dress. I cupped her breasts, pinching and pulling her hard buds until they strained harder against the fabric of her dress.
“I’ve always loved your tits,” I snarled with approval.
“I’ve noticed,” she quietly gasped, her lithe body squirming against mine. “I’ve caught you staring so many times.”
Guilty as charged.
I mashed my mouth against hers, and sucked and pulled at her full set of juicy lips.
We’re really doing this, I thought, almost unable to believe it.
Every kiss dove deeper and bound us tighter together. Our tongues tussled with a nerve-frazzling charge. Soon I set my hand at her knee. Slowly, I began to roam up her skirt, and her legs parted open for me. For every inch my hand traveled up her inner thighs, her flesh grew softer, and the source of heat between her thighs grew damper and burned hotter.
“Yes,” she panted, her breath hot on my neck. “Play with me.”
I’d wanted to take my time and get herreallyworked up—but how could I resist a request like that? I touched my finger to her silky smooth, slippery slit.
I grunted lustily. “You’re so wet, Pipes. You’re soaked.”
“I know,” she moaned. “I’ve been thinking aboutyouall night.”
