Page 74 of Wild About You
Her head tips back and she starts to close her eyes. I stop moving and increase the pressure ever so lightly around her throat. “Say it, Piper.”
She bucks into me and whines. I’m so close, if she does that a few more times, it’ll be game over. But I don’t relent. I need to know that this means the same thing to her.
“I’m yours,” she whispers.
I slam into her. “Mine.”
I repeat it with every thrust until she cries out and clenches around me. I follow a second later and I think I might black out from the pleasure that zaps through me.
This right here is why I never moved on. There is no comparison to her, to us. No one else could even come close.
I roll onto my side next to her as we catch our breath.
“Wow,” she says, arm thrown over her face. “Just…wow.”
I tuck her in close to me and breathe her in. Then I let exhaustion and happiness pull me under.
* * *
By some miracle, Piper wakes up before me the next morning. I smooth a hand over her empty spot. Stretching, I sit up and lean forward to look through the bathroom toward her room. It’s as dark in there as it is in here.
I swing my legs over the bed and grab a pair of sweatpants, pull them on and wander into her room just to double-check, but she’s not there.
I have a slight headache from the fruity drinks last night, and a delicious ache in my body from holding on to Piper all night long.
After a quick shower, I head downstairs. Piper is in the kitchen, dark hair pulled up on top of her head in a messy bun. She stands in front of the stove with a spatula in one hand. She points it toward the bowl of cherries on the counter and grins.
“Something to snack on while you wait for breakfast.”
“I have another idea.” I lift my brows.
She leans over the island to kiss me.
“Morning,” she says breathlessly against my lips.
Ash walks in as I kiss her again.
“Morning, lovebirds,” he says, smiling.
“Good morning,” Piper chirps. “Do you want an omelet?”
“Did you cut up ham?” He slides onto a stool next to me.
Laughing, she nods. “Of course.”
He groans and cuts me a look. “I am so glad you screwed things up with this one and had to convince her to live with us so you could win her back.”
Piper just laughs.
“I’m meeting a few of the guys at the arena in about an hour for a light workout,” Ash says, running his fingers through his long, messy hair. “Do you want to come or are you two going to be busy making up for lost time?”
Piper sets a plate in front of me. Egg whites, onions, tomato, and ham. My stomach growls loudly.
“I’m not sure,” I say before I dig in. “I have to pick up Everly this morning.”
“I’ll do it,” Piper says. “I need to run a few errands today anyway.”
“Perfect.” Ash grins.
