Page 80 of Pretend for Me

What Would Jesus Do?

She goes silent at my words, her body coming to a complete halt, save for the way her back rises and falls with each labored breath.

She turns to look at me. “What?”

“Spend the night with me,” I repeat, the fear in my eyes mimicking hers but for a completely different reason. Fuck, say yes.

“Dev . . .”

“You can be on one side of the bed, and I’ll stick to the other. We can have pillows between us and I’ll wear my anti-cuddling suit.”

I can tell she’s holding back a smile. “Anti-cuddling suit?”

I nod. “It’s something I had custom-made for this very reason. It has spikes and an alarm that blares ‘Unauthorized Space Violation!’ so you won’t be tempted to touch me. I know how you just can’t help yourself.”

She turns her head so it hangs between her arms again before a chuckle bursts out of her, making her body shake in a fit of laughter. “Who are you and what have you done with my stoic, unfunny fiancé?”

“I’ve replaced him with this incredibly attractiveguy with a big dick. The charm and humor he came with were a bonus.” As she giggles, I run my dick through her seam again, punctuating my point. “Which is why you should say yes, Piper.”

She looks back to catch my eyes. “Why?”

I shrug. “Sometimes you have to set yourself free, let go, in order to move forward.”

I see the moment she does it, the moment she lets go. It’s the same moment she nods with a “Yes,” and I slam inside her, filling her in one go.

We both groan as my head falls back, eyes closed. For a second, we barely move, the sensation is so intense, I’m already seeing stars behind my lids.

Or is that the fucking pulsing disco lights?

“God,” she groans. “No matter how many times you’ve been inside me, it always feels like you’re going to break me in half.”

Her eyes flick to Natalie in the cage, who’s now side-eyeing Piper while nervously munching on a piece of lettuce she’s holding between her paws.

“Don’t worry, Nat, rabbit dicks are much smaller. You’ll be fine.”

“Piper?” I rasp, breathing through the sensation. She feels so good, I can barely form a sentence. “I’m going to need you to stop talking to your rabbits now.”

She nods. “Okay. I just wanted to address Natalie’s concerned expression. To let her know that rabbit penises probably don’t come in different sizes like human ones. Not that I know much about rabbit penises?—”

“Piper?”

“Yeah?”

“For God’s sake, please shut up.”

“Okay.”

And with that, I pull back out and slam into her again, allthe way to the hilt, making us both lose our breath. My eyes drop to where we’re connected, her ass against my thighs, the tips of my fingers burrowed into the sides of her hips, and the image has something wild unleashing inside me.

Pulling out halfway, I push inside her again.

“Fuck, Piper,” I exhale, as if I’m pleading with her. Though, I have no idea what I’m even begging for. “Jesus, you feel so good. I’m not going to be able to hold off that long, baby.”

Piper rolls her hips around me, and I use my grip on her hips to find a steady rhythm, drilling into her with so much force, you’d think I was trying to come out the other side.

My cock throbs each time it fills her. Every one of my senses feels overwhelmed. Submerged in her, in her body and in the way she makes me feel. Like I’m finally living.

“Want me to turn around so you can come all over my chest?”

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