Page 58 of Pining for Pierce
“You’re not Kaiden.”
“No, I’m not.”
“And after everything that’s happened tonight, I really need you, Pierce. I need you more than ever.”
Chapter Fourteen
Pierce
“I need you too, babe. So damn much.”
Harley’s not the only one who’s shaking now. In my case, that’s got nothing to do with the crash, though. It’s because of what’s happening between us… and what’s about to happen. I’ve never responded this way before, but I’m not gonna question it. After all, I’ve never been in this situation in my life, have I? Not with someone I love.
I stand, bringing her with me. She wraps her legs around me, my hands beneath her ass, and although the robe slides down her arm a little further, she doesn’t seem too worried. In fact, all she does is stare at me as I carry her through to the bedroom. She looks so sexy, with her hair more than a little disheveled, now she’s removed her braid, and my robe practically falling off of her, and I make my way to the bed, letting her slide slowly down my body.
I left the bedside lamp on earlier, when I came in to get changed, and as I step away from her, the robe falls open, exposing the top of her right breast and revealing a narrow swathe of flesh. I let my eyes roam, sucking in a breath, my cock hardening to painful proportions.
“You’re not wearing any underwear,” I whisper, nudging the robe from her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor.
“I was soaked to the skin.”
I smile at her, noticing the tension in her eyes, wondering if she feels disadvantaged, and I pull down my sweatpants, stepping out of them to reveal I’m not wearing anything underneath, either.
“So was I,” I say, taking no more than a second or two to pull my t-shirt over my head, so we’re both naked.
She lowers her head, her eyes widening as she raises them to mine again, the tension replaced by something else. Excitement? Apprehension? I can’t be sure. And it doesn’t seem like the time to ask. It feels like the time for actions, not words, so I lift her into my arms, lowering her onto the mattress, her head on the pillows, and then I crawl up over her body.
She’s even more perfect than I expected… her breasts firm, with large, hard nipples, which I dip my head to lick, my tongue playing over one, while my fingers tweak at the other. She gasps in a sharp breath, whispering out my name, and then I feel her hand clasp over the back of my head.
“Pierce… Pierce…” she murmurs, over and over. I’ve never heard anything more glorious than my name on her lips, and I nip at her with my teeth, making her squeal, her body squirming beneath mine.
I lean up slightly, and then drop gentle kisses onto each of her breasts before I work my way downward, over her flat stomach. I glance up at her, to find she’s resting her hands at the top of her breasts and has raised her head, watching my progress.
“You’re so sexy,” I whisper, and she bites on her bottom lip as I shimmy down the bed and settle between her legs, where I’m greeted with a neat triangle of light blonde hair. She tips her hips upward, and I part her lips with my fingers, running my tongue from her entrance to her clit, flicking it over her.
“Yes! Oh, yes…”
I smile at her response, tasting her sweetness, and lapping up her flowing juices as she rolls her hips, bringing her hand down onto the back of my head once more.
“That’s so good. That’s so, so good.”
I push her legs up and outward a little further, giving myself better access to her, and then suck her sweet clit between my teeth, before licking it gently, treating her tenderly, and then nibbling at her, the change in intensity driving her crazy.
“I can’t… I can’t,” she says, struggling to speak, and I know she’s close, using my fingers to part her lips a little wider, holding her open, and lapping my tongue hard against her. She raises her hips, her thighs shaking, and then she screams out my name, bringing her legs together, clamping them on either side of my head as her orgasm hits her. Words fall from her lips, some of them coherent mutterings of joy, and urgings for more, others merely sounds that mean nothing… and everything.
She calms slowly, her body twitching back to normal, and I crawl back up over her again, bending my head and kissing her.
“You taste so sweet,” I whisper, flicking my tongue against hers as she continues to quiver beneath me. She brings her arms up around my neck, parting her legs wider still, and I reach between us, palming my cock, and finding her entrance. She tenses, and I stop, pulling back and raising myself above her. “What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing.”
“Then why are you so tense?” I can see the strain in her muscles, and I lower myself to my elbows. “You know I won’t hurt you.”
She blinks a couple of times, letting her hands drift down my arms, watching her fingers as they play across my tattoos, before she raises her eyes to mine again, and says, “Yes, you will.”
“No, I…” She raises her right hand and places a finger over my lips, silencing me.
“You will, Pierce.” I shake my head, pulling her hand away.
