Page 61 of A Perfect Match
When she comes, it's with a shout that echoes through the empty shop, her back arching beautifully, pussy clamping around my fingers.I work her through it, easing off only when she tugs at my hair, too sensitive to continue.
I wipe off my mouth with the back of my hand before I rise to my feet, ridiculously proud of the dazed look on her face."You came right?”
"Shut up.Like the entire town didn’t hear it,” she says with a laugh, then reaches for me."Get these off."She tugs at my boxers.
I comply, kicking them aside, my cock springing free.Her eyes widen slightly, and a slow smile curves her lips.
“Just like you remember?”I murmur as she wraps a hand around my length.
“Bigger, actually.”She bites her bottom lip, then swings her pretty gaze up to find mine.“Do you have a condom?”
I close my eyes briefly at the sensation."Yeah, in my wallet."
She raises an eyebrow."So you were hoping for a happy ending, huh?"
"Boy Scout motto," I manage to say as her thumb circles the head of my cock, capturing the precum oozing out."Always be prepared."
"You were never a Boy Scout," she accuses, but she's already reaching for my discarded pants.
"Come on, only a Boy Scout would know how to handle an uncooperative bra," I retort, watching as she retrieves my wallet and finds the condom tucked inside.
She’s shaking with silent laughter as she tears open the foil package and rolls the condom onto my cock.“So you’re telling me undressing a lady is part of the Boy Scout curriculum?I’m not buying it.”
I grunt, seeking out the sweet hollow of her neck.“All right, I taught myself that part.But I really was a Boy Scout.”
“Boy Scout.Uncle Lobster.Reality TV show legend.Chefpreneur.”She lifts a brow, hooking her ankle behind my waist as I position myself between her legs.“What else am I missing, Kru?”
I pause, searching her face."Love of your life?”
She inhales sharply.Fuck.I meant it like a joke, but shit, that one landed heavy.My cock grazes her swollen folds and I swoop down to catch her lips in a kiss.
“That was supposed to be funny,” I murmur against her lips.“Let me re-do.Cloud nine companion?”
In response, she wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me forward, causing my cockhead to slide partway inside her.We both gasp at the sensation.
"Fuck, Piper," I breathe, sinking deeper, inch by excruciating inch, until I'm fully buried within her.She's tight, hot, perfect.Now I really am on cloud nine."You feel amazing."
Her nails dig into my shoulders."Oh god, it’s better than I remembered.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“It is,” she gasps.“It’s definitely a bad thing.Now move, Kru.Please.”
I obey, pulling back before thrusting in again, setting a rhythm that has her moaning with each thrust.Her legs lock tighter around me, urging me deeper.
Piper is a hot, silken vice I can’t get enough of.I brace one hand on the table beside her hip, the other scooped around her waist to make sure she stays soldered to me.She meets each thrust with equal fervor, her gaze locked on mine.
"God, I've wanted this," I confess, my voice rough."Wanted you.Since Cleveland."
"Me too," she gasps, her pussy tightening around me."I couldn’t fucking stop thinking about it."
The confession pushes me closer to the edge.She felt it too.More than just a one-night stand.I slide my hand between us, finding her clit, circling it with my thumb as I thrust harder.
"Fuck, you feel good, Maven," I murmur, feeling my own release building.
A wispy laugh escapes her as her head drops back.“Tell me about it.”
The sight of her splayed out and delirious with pleasure is too much—my orgasm rips through me and I grunt, burying myself deep inside her.I grind into her, sinking my teeth into the top of her shoulder as heat and bliss wind through me.
