Page 11 of Shake Your Love
Stopping at the same stoplight we got caught kissing earlier, he turns to me. I move without hesitation. His lips are on mine, his hand cradles the back of my head, and I let myself get lost in his kiss. He tastes sweet, like the wine we had at dinner, and I suck at his tongue until he bites my bottom lip.
“Behave,” he says with a groan. “wasn’t that what you said earlier, babe? To behave? Can’t be a good boy if you let me kiss you whenever I want.”
“Well, I want you to kiss me whenever you want to. Maybe I don’t want you to be a good boy,” I whisper against his mouth before I lick it, the same way he teases me.
Pierce pulls back, breathing fast as he stares at me in the dim light of the evening. Smirking at me, he pulls at my hair, dragging me back to his mouth. Just as he starts to kiss me again, a horn blares behind us. I laugh as he shoots through the light, though he doesn’t flip the bird at anyone.
Once we get back to the apartment, he hurries to help me out. Holding my hand, he walks me to the door, but I do not want the night to end. Standing together outside my door, hepulls me close, cradling me in the warmth of his strong arms. I sigh as I snuggle close, breathing deep his sweet, woodsy smell as his heart beats fast beneath my touch.
“Tonight is perfect,” I whisper once again. “Does it have to end?”
“Not if you don’t want it to, babe,” he husks back, brushing gentle fingers over my cheek as I gaze up at him.
“Come inside. For a little bit. I don’t want you to go yet.”
Drawing me close, he cups my face gently, tilting my head back. “I want to come in. Doesn’t mean it has to go anywhere you don’t want it to go tonight, Paige. I just am not ready to let you go yet.”
“Good. I don’t want you to.”
Staring up into his dark eyes, I sigh. He is a dream come true. I might find a flaw or a problem somewhere, but I doubt it. Pierce is the perfect package and I want him. It might be the first time I have felt anything for a man, but I also realize it is the best thing I have ever felt.
We step inside the darkness of my place and the air seems to thicken. He is pressed up behind me, his body hard, solid, enveloping mine entirely. It is the first time I have felt small or dainty in my entire life. His big hands grip my waist as he steers me towards the couch. Pierce shifts beneath me to pull me across his body and it is heaven being in his arms.
Without a word, I find his mouth with mine, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. Pierce moans as I straddle his lap, my dress bunching at my hips. His hands slide beneath the satin and we both groan as he grabs my ass, dragging me down until I can feel how hard he is.
“Can I....Pierce, can I touch you? I’ve never...I mean, never wanted to touch a man before you,” I admit breathlessly as I start to rock against the thickness pressed against my cottonpanties.
“You can do whatever you want to me, baby. To be clear,” he says as he stares up at me. “Never wanted to touch anyone before. I might know how to do this, but we can figure it all out as we go.”
Taking a shaking breath, I nod. He has given me the power to do what I want. It is...magical. Knowing I can’t get it wrong fills me with power. Moving back on his lap, I spread my thighs a little, smiling when his hands tighten on my backside. Reaching between us, I find his fly, watching his face as I undo the three buttons on his jeans.
Once my trembling fingers slip inside, he groans, head falling back as his fingers sink into my flesh. Beneath cotton boxers, I feel him. He is harder than I expect, silky smooth against my fingers. In the darkness, I focus on his eyes, how his breathing changes as I touch him, how good the weight of him feels in my hands.
“Pierce....it’s so big,” I whisper, amazed at how it continues to grow in my hands. “You...you want to fit this inside me?”
“Fuck,” he growls, hands yanking me closer. “Yes. Yes, I want to fit that inside you. It will fit, baby. You were made to fit me inside you.”
“Oh, honey,” I whimper at the dirty words, at how hot they make me, how badly I want to feel him fitting inside me.
“Can I touch you too, baby?”
“Yes. Yes, you can do what you want to me, Pierce. Please.”
Before I even finish speaking, his hands hook in my panties. I gasp when he twists them on my hip, snapping them in half. There is something so...wild, so careless,so damn hotabout it, heat blooms between my thighs. His fingers slide up my thighs before two of them zero in on the bundle of nerves that trembles between my folds.
“Oh hell, you’re wet,” he rasps, his throat working as heswallows hard. “Touching my cock turns you on until you’re soaking wet for me?”
Stunned by his filthy words, I can’t speak. I nod before I twist my hips, pushing my sex into his hand. Staring up at me, he watches me as his fingers rub slow, teasing circles at my clit. Pleasure sparks burning inside of me, going off like a bright roman candle.
“Pierce....don’t stop,” I plead, panting as his touch sets off sweet vibrations inside of me.
“Not till you come. I want to watch. You’re so fucking pretty, baby. Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. Will you show me? Come pretty for me.”
Head falling back, I cry out as he pushes two fingers inside of me. It stings as he stretches me with his thick fingers. That burn fades as pleasure takes its place. His thumb moves back to my clit, and that does it. I clutch his shoulders as I come, our gazes locked as it washes over me.
“Pierce....I’m...oh yes, I’m coming!”
“Jesus, baby, that’s it. Such a pretty girl.”
