Page 78 of Pretend for Me

“There’s nothing better than this pussy, you know that?” I rasp into her ear.

She responds by rolling her body against mine. Her walls flutter around my fingers and her grip tightens on my neck. She’s close.

My breaths come out just as fast as hers as I continue to thrust into her, feeling her warmth around me. She’s soaked, arching and needy against me.

“It’s the hottest, wettest, sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted,” I whisper.

Piper’s body stiffens, her fingers hastening their pace and working her clit.

“Please,” she begs, writhing against me, and I pump faster, nipping her shoulder.

Her fingernails dig into my skin and her pussy sucks my fingers in. Her walls tighten against them as a scream erupts from her lips.

The rabbits go into a hopping frenzy as Piper shatters against me, heaving and sweaty.

Her chest rises and falls as my fingers continue working her, though at a slower pace. “I want to bury myself inside it and never come out.”

“What’s stopping you?” she asks breathlessly, turning around to face me. Her skin is flushed and I’m positive, I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful. “There’s nothing I want more.”

She presses her lips to mine, kissing me slowly, as if time doesn’t exist before nipping and sucking on my bottom lip.

Her fingers trail down to unfasten my belt and unzip my pants, and she dips her hand inside my briefs to grip my cock.

“Fuck,” I groan, throwing my head back, loving the feel of her soft palm around me.

She strokes me, fisting me with just enough pressure. Her thumb rolls over my mushroom head, collecting the beads of pre-cum there.

“Want to know something crazy?” she asks, sucking a spot on my neck. “I’ve never wanted anyone’s cock as badly as I want yours.”

“I’m flattered I beat Oscar and Mayer,” I say, annoyed at myself for even bringing them up.

“You know that’s not their real names, right? It’s just what I called them—or anyone I was with, for that matter—because I couldn’t ever remember them, nor did I want to.”

My eyes bore into hers as I cup my hand over hers, stopping her from working my shaft momentarily. “You remember mine.”

“Of course I remember your name,Lex.” She winks, earning herself a slap on her ass from me. I use my hand’s position on her ass to bring her closer and she giggles before her smile drops and her face becomes serious. “Yours is the only name I care to remember, Dev.”

A fist lodges inside my chest at the sight of her face as unguarded as mine. She feels this exactly the way I do, but I know if I say how I feel at this point, she’ll bolt in the other direction.

So, instead I say, “Good. Mine is the only name that should be on your lips.”

Her mouth turns up into a smile, and I can tell she’s trying to cover up the little bit of her soul that peeked through.

“Though I have been trying to come up with a fitting name for this enormous sausage in your pants. I’ve thought about calling him Kulen, the heaviest sausage ever made.” She continues to stroke me. “Did you know it weighed almost thirteen hundred pounds? Then I thought about calling him Moosewurst, which, of course, is the most expensive sausage ever made. But then I thought about how long you are and was considering calling him Cumberland, because?—”

I don’t let her blabber on because God knows she will for eternity if she isn’t stopped. Instead, I fist her hair, tilting her head so she can look at me before slamming my mouth against hers.

Piper matches the strokes of my tongue while my dick continues to throb inside her hand.

I pull away, breathing hard, before nodding to my bed. “Get your ass on my bed. I need to be inside you.”

Piper takes her tube top off over her head, throwing it to the side, before getting on all fours. Not on my bed, but in front of her rabbit cage.

Ironically, “Pony” by Ginuwine filters throughher phone, and I run a hand down my face, wondering how I stumbled into the world’s most bizarre nature documentary.

Natalie, clearly not a fan of this entire spectacle, hops from one side of the cage to the other in a “Get me the fuck out of here” frenzy, while Kevin looks like he’s questioning his life’s choices, wondering what brought him to this point.

Yeah, I hear you, buddy.

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