Page 50 of Worth the Risk

But I like her under me, and I roll us over which causes Piper to giggle. “Tell me I get a raincheck on that whole outfit from earlier?” I ask.

“Sure. I’ll remember to pack it next time.”

“Fuck that. You can have a damn drawer here.” I reach my fingers between us to toy with her again.

Her eyes hood closed then open. “Why do you say things that don’t make me run away when they should?”

“Because it feels right to you. I leave that to fate.” I speak against the skin of her neck because my lips need to be on her, anywhere, just her.

The feeling of her fingernails gliding along my back is subtle, but I enjoy when she does it. There isn’t an inch of our bodies getting ignored.

She squirms underneath me and the tip of my cock is dangerously close to her opening, and I should take this opportunity to grab a condom, but her eyes have me kind of lost and we are simmering in a moment together.

Our relationship has been evolving throughout the last few weeks and months, and this is our moment of confirmation.

“It does feel right. I’m a little scared, but even when temporarily blind, I see you,” Piper whispers.

I give her a quick kiss. My entire body wants to mold into her as I slide my lips down the curve of her shoulder. “You were waiting for me.”

She hums in response as she rubs her pussy along my cock.

“Wait.”

“It’s okay,” she whispers. “Please, just…”

I cover her mouth with my own, and I’m diving in even deeper both literally and figuratively with what I feel for her.

My eyes close as I feel her warm pussy envelope around my cock, and her body curves into me as we both moan together.

It’s in that moment of entwined bodies that I realize what it is that has me completely at the grace of this woman when my plan was to have her at my mercy.

But I’ll show her now and explain later.

* * *

Piper restsher head against my chest, and I pull the blanket over us.

“Your hair smells like peppermint.”

She giggles under her breath. “Probably because my shampoo has mint in it.”

“It’s damn distracting. It’s a scent that keeps me alert.”

“My apologies, I’ll be sure to find a shampoo that puts you to sleep,” she says, sarcastically.

I squeeze her close against me. “It wouldn’t matter, I have my guard down around you anyways. It’s just that the mint reminds me to think clearer.”

Piper looks up at me with a brow raised, resting her chin against my pecs. “Penny for your thoughts, Hudson?”

“I couldn’t have asked for a better night. I’m happy you met Drew and Lucy, and you only reaffirmed my thought that you are capable of surprising me.”

Piper kisses quickly against my chest before moving to straddle me, her hair a wild mess. She clasps our hands together and rests them on each side of our joined bodies.

“He is right, you know. You should be careful.” She’s insinuating what she overheard earlier.

“Should I?” I challenge her. “Here’s the thing, Piper. I’ve never been against the idea of relationships or love or walking into the sunset forever. I know I want it. I just didn’t find someone who came anywhere close to being my other half. Until you walked into my life with a fucking dancing-lobster umbrella.”

Her breath hitches slightly. “What are you saying?”

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