Her inner walls clutched and released his fingers repeatedly, and he continued to fuck her with them until the last tremor moved through her perfect body.
Her eyes eventually blinked open, and she stared up at him. “Holy shit.”
A grin tugged at his lips. “I’m not finished yet.” Then he went down to his knees in front of her, ignoring the way his leg protested.
He had one night with Piper, because that’s all it could be. He was too far gone to stop this now, so he planned to have her in all the ways he’d dreamed about. And right now, he wanted his mouth on her.
His face was level with her belly, soft and rounded, and he couldn’t stop from leaning in, nuzzling her, kissing her. She stiffened for a split-second, but then relaxed and threaded her fingers through his hair.
Piper hadn’t always been as confident about her body as she seemed now. He’d spent enough time with the Wests over the years to know that. She’d felt inferior to her sister and Alex when she’d had no damn reason to.
He lifted his head and looked up at her. “You’re so beautiful, Piper. This body, fuck, you’re a man’s wet dream. You’re my wet dream.”
She bit her lip, eyes bright. “Am I?”
“When you were outside, painting your windows, I fucking lost it. I didn’t want anyone else looking at you. Jesus, you were turning me inside out, seeing you like that, so hot and sexy. But you knew that, didn’t you, sweet girl? You pushed, tested my self-control on purpose?”
She shook her head no, blond waves bouncing around her face, but her blazing cheeks gave her away.
Gripping her thighs, he squeezed. “I’m going to make you pay for teasing me like that, for making me so hard all fucking week.” He looked down at her exposed flesh and leaned in, dragging his tongue through her center. He’d imagined many times what she’d taste like, and he’d been right, she was sweet, like everything else that was Piper.
He groaned and looked back up at her, licking his lips. “Do you know what I did after I walked away from you, when I left you painting your windows?”
“No,” she whispered, voice husky, sexy.
“I watched you out the window while I stroked my cock. Just seeing you like that had me wound so damn tight, I’d had no choice but to jerk off till I came so hard I was seeing stars.” He didn’t know what he expected her to say to his confession. Didn’t know if it would disgust her or not, but right then he needed her to know what she did to him.
But Piper wasn’t disgusted, and he watched, fucking mesmerized, as she spread her legs wider and shimmied her ass closer to the edge. Her body shook with pent-up hunger. The woman was turned on by what he’d said, it was written all over her face.
“Cole?”
“Yeah?” His voice was shot to shit, even more so than usual.
“Put your mouth on me…please?”
Fuck. Standing, he slid his hands under her ass, lifting her off the counter and backed her out of the small room. Her bedroom was directly across the hall, so he kept going until they reached her bed. “On your back, baby.”
She crawled on the mattress and lay back. Giving him the most spectacular view he’d ever seen. Laid out for him, like the best gift he’d ever gotten, but she was already unwrapped and ready to play with.
She lifted up on her elbows and looked down at him, eyes wide.
His cock was so hard he could hammer in a nail with it, balls so tight all he could think about was emptying them inside her. He shoved his shorts down, and his cock slapped against his stomach when he straightened.
Jesus.
He stood there for a few seconds, letting her take him in, letting her get used to the scars on his body. If she had a problem with the way he looked, he’d rather know now. He hadn’t been with a woman since before the accident, hadn’t wanted to. But Piper didn’t seem offended. No, her gaze roved over his body hungrily, locking on his dick. She licked her lips.
Shit.
He climbed onto the bed, between her thighs, and groaned at how wet and swollen she was, how ready. “Fuck, baby.” Nipping the inside of her knee, he worked his way up to her quivering sex, and didn’t mess around. No, he fucking devoured her.
Her hand came down on the back of his head, holding him to her as he tasted her, tracing her inner lips before doing what he really wanted and pushed inside, fucking her with his tongue. It wasn’t long before she was shaking and moaning, begging for him to let her come.
Pressing down on her inner thighs, he held her open, at his mercy, and sucked hard on her stiff little clit. She came for him again, and he sucked and licked her until she stopped trembling under his mouth.
He lifted up, took her in, heart squeezing in his chest, gut in knots. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening, that he was with Piper. That she actually wanted him.
Dealing with what he’d done, trying to get his life back on track after the accident, he was tapped out, had nothing to offer her. The way he was now, broken inside and out, he could never make her happy.