Page 79 of Pretend for Me

As if the night wasn’t weird enough, Piper reaches for a button on the side of the cage, illuminating it with pulsing disco lights, like some sort of rabbit dance club. Then, shoving her face against the walls of the cage, she speaks to Kevin in a calm and persuasive tone. “Ready, Fluff Daddy? Now, you just follow Dev’s lead, okay? He’s going to show you how to rock Nat’s world.”

I need to ask myself if I’m in a fever dream.

Did I take fucking hallucinogens or something?

As if she can tell I’m contemplating bailing on her—though my boner will curse at me later—Piper tosses her hair to one side, giving me a sultry look over her shoulder. She curls her index finger in my direction, beckoning me to join her.

I’m torn between hysterical laughter and genuine concern that my future wife might be a few cards short of a deck. In this case, it might be a few carrots short of a rabbit’s lunch.

Is this sort ofpeculiaritygenetic? What am I going to do if I have a house full of mini-Pipers as crazy as her?

Mini-Pipers?

Where did that thought come from when I can barely convince the woman to stay the night? And why the hell does the thought of having kids with this woman not scare the bejeezus out of me?

And then a new thought hits me out of nowhere.

I stroke my cock as the idea solidifies in my head.

Despite my sane senses, I drop to my knees behind her. It’s not lost on me that she chose this position, just like she’schosen every position but missionary during our nights together. Nothing too personal, nothing that makes her feel like she’s no longer in control.

And if that’s what she needs for now, then that’s what I’ll give her. But if she thinks I won’t push the envelope—make her see what’s clear as daylight—then she doesn’t know me at all. Little by little I’m going to chip away at that guard of hers, even if it takes me a lifetime.

Our thighs kiss as I scoot in, trying to ignore the fucking rabbit disco with the flashing lights in front of her. Dipping down, I drag the tip of my dick through her wet seam, gathering her juices.

Piper hisses from the sensation and her head falls forward. “Yes. Oh, God.”

I do it again, running my round tip between her lips. This time, Piper shoves her greedy center toward me in an effort to urge my cock inside, but I grab both sides of her hips.

“You want this cock, baby?”

She nods enthusiastically. “Yes, please.”

I slide my length through her folds, deliberately driving her crazy, before folding over her to speak into her ear. “How bad?”

“So bad,” she groans. “Please, Dev. Fuck me. Please, please. I’ll do anything.”

Those magic words.

They’re the ones I was looking for. I should feel guilty, knowing what I’m about to ask her, but then I glance back up at the rabbit dance club and that guilt flies out the window.

“Anything, huh?”

“Anything, I promise.” She shoves her ass against me, trying to find the tip of my dick. “Just please, I need you inside me.”

My lips lift, and I know I’m fucking evil. Evil incarnate just like this hellion under me. She’s driven me to this. Nightafter night of her scurrying away before I can get my fill of her. Night after night of me looking at my ceiling until I fall asleep, wondering how the fuck to make her see what I do every time I look at her.

A forever.

A home worth fighting for.

A love worth risking our hearts.

So, I lean over her body, my breath fanning the shell of her ear as I throw out my own Hail Mary. “Stay the night.”

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