Page 67 of Pretend for Me

“Bed,” I rasp against her mouth, struggling to catch my breath.

She nods. “It’s honestly the most intelligent thing you’ve said all?—”

I don’t even let her finish.

Dropping down, I haul her up over my shoulder and carry her to my room.

She lets out a squeak of surprise before giggling. “Ooh, I’ve always wanted to get up close and personal with this ass.” She demonstrates by grabbing a handful of said ass. “Maybe take an interview, go on a podcast with it . . .”

Her body sways as I continue my long strides.

“I’m quite enjoying this view, even if I am upside down,” she mumbles. “Are these the babies you work on inside that gym of yours? These buns of steel.” She thwacks one with an open palm. “I bet I’d chip a tooth on your ass . . . not that I’d complain. Who really needs all their teeth, anyway?”

“I do,” I say, turning my head to gently bite the side of her ass, making her laugh.

Closing the door to my room behind me, I drop her onto my mattress. She bounces as she giggles, but I note the shiver of anticipation that runs the length of her, creating goosebumps over her arms.

The sight of her in her tiny shorts and that damn crop top that’s now ridden up over her breasts, hair splayed out like a halo around her head, has a jolt of unneeded desire pulsing through to my cock. Unneeded, because the fucker is already painfully erect, and now I’m seconds from blowing my load when I haven’t even touched her.

I suppose that’s nothing new between us.

My knees press on either side of her thighs, my form large and intimidating over her much smaller one. Placing my hands on either side of her head, I hover over her, running my nosefrom the bottom of her earlobe down the smooth column of her throat.

I suck, lick, and bite her delicate skin. “Your obsession with these short tops and shorter bottoms is going to take years off my lifespan.”

“What’s a few years in the grand scheme of things?” she breathes softly as her fingers skate down to my waist, brushing my sides like she can’t get enough. They continue to trail lower, until her hand cups my rigid cock over my pants, making me hiss. “Plus, it makes accessing what you need that much easier, doesn’t it?”

I roll my length in her palm and she tightens her grip. “Therein lies the entire problem.”

“Not if it’s yours to touch.”

My eyes flick to hers, searching. “Is it?”

She runs her tongue along her bottom lip, giving me a smile I can’t quite decipher. “Sure seems like it to me. You’ve put a ring on it, haven’t you?”

She leaves the question hanging between us while she works me through my pants.

“Piper,” I grit, placing my hand over hers, unsure if I’m trying to stop her or help her continue.

After a few more tugs, I take her hand and place it over her head, bringing the other one up to meet it. She writhes and squirms under me, her thighs rubbing together as her scent permeates my senses, making me feel feral.

Lowering my head to her breasts, I brush my tongue over her rosy nipple, forcing a shaky breath out of her. I suck it, rolling the stiff peak around my tongue languidly before gripping it in between my teeth and tugging.

Piper bucks under me, her head falling back with a gasp. “Dev.”

I do the same to the other breast, giving it my full attention, while Piper’s chest heaves under my touch.

“Keep your hands above your head, baby,” I say, letting go of her wrists. “Maybe hold on to something . . . You’ll need it.”

Piper lets out a breathless moan, reaching for a pillow to bring under her head.

I smirk, laying kisses on the ridge between her breasts while still playing with her nipples. “Good girl.”

Her stomach caves as I inch my hands and lips down her smooth skin, licking and sucking as I chart my path lower. Her knees come up, her thighs pressing against my side as she wriggles under me, mumbling words I can barely make out past the blood rushing through my ears.

“Lift up,” I command, hooking my fingers on the elastic of her shorts and thong. “I want to see your pussy.”

“God, yes,” Piper whimpers, complying to help me drag them down her legs.

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