I sit up with her and cup her cheeks. Her eyes are glazed from sleep, startled, and fearful.
“Hey,” I shush her. “It’s okay. I’m right here.”
She’s breathing hard, as though she just sprinted a mile.
“Just look at me. You’re safe. I’m here.”
“You’re hard,” Piper whispers, her blue eyes hypnotizing as she stares at me.
“It’s morning.” I shrug it off, but really, it’s her. The way her lush body feels on top of me. The sleepy look on her face. Piper is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I don’t know how she grows more ethereal every day. It’s as if that’s her magic and I’m under her spell.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” Piper shifts, as though she’s going to move off of me, but I drop my hands to her hips and hold her firmly in place.
“Where are you going?” I don’t actually know what I’m doing. I just know that I don’t want to let Piper scramble out of this room and pretend like there’s not something electric between us.
“Stay here. It’s still storming.” I don’t care if it’s morning; the rain is keeping the sky dark. Nothing sounds as good as staying in bed for a few more hours.
Piper’s hands rest on mine. I think she’s going to push my hold away, but then she slides her fingers up my arm. This woman continues to surprise me at every turn.
I’m holding my breath. Piper’s lips are parted, and she leans in to kiss me. Her breath paints my lips. I almost forget my curse. I almost say fuck it. The temptation to kiss her is so strong, I have to fight it with every fiber of my being. At the last second, I turn my face and her lips land on my cheek.
“I can’t,” I murmur as I drag my mouth across her jaw.
Piper’s forehead falls to my shoulder, and she shudders. “Maiden, Mother, Crone. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I placate her, but it’s really not. We both need to do better at remembering what it means to kiss me. I’ve never had such a damn problem forgetting. I’ve never wanted to kiss someone as badly as I want to kiss Piper.
I leave a damp path of kisses along her throat, and her head rolls back.
“I thought we had a deal?” Piper pants as I scrape my teeth across the skin where her shoulder and neck meet.
“What deal?” I play dumb and guide her hips until she’s rocking against my aching cock.
“Three months. We weren’t going to have sex for three months.”
“I said with other people. You need to brush up on your bargaining, Pipes.”
Piper squeals as I flip her over and onto her back. She grins up at me and all of the darkness that's been plaguing her for the past day is replaced by bright giggles.
“You might as well be wearing a snowsuit. What is all this?” I grin down at her. She’s in a pair of baggy sweats, thick socks, and an oversized sweatshirt. I’m very pleased to see that it’s my sweatshirt. I pick up her foot, peel off her sock, and toss it over my shoulder. The second one quickly follows the first. I press a kiss to the arch of her foot and then her ankle. Piper laughs and tugs her foot away, but I hold tight.
“Fine, I guess I need access to more skin.”
I hook my fingers in the waist of her pants, giving her time to stop me. Piper sucks on her bottom lip, but she doesn’t tell me no. I reveal her skin inch by inch, pressing a kiss to each patch as I reveal it. The soft swell of her stomach, the crease where her thigh meets her hip, the side of her knee, and then her pants are gone. I push her sweatshirt up just as slowly, revealing creamy flesh inch by inch. I press a kiss to her navel, another just under her ribs, in the valley between her full breasts. Piper sighs and arches her back, and then the shirt is gone. She’s a nymph from a painting. Botticelli’s Venus. A goddess of spring.
“You’re so lovely,” I murmur before tracing my tongue over a taut nipple and sucking it into my mouth. Piper’s hands thread through my hair, her fingernails scraping over the nape of myneck. Her thighs drop open, and her body cradles mine. Sadly, I’m still wearing my pants.
I cup her other breast and squeeze the nipple while continuing to lavish attention on the first with my mouth. Moving down her body, I leave a trail of damp kisses across her stomach, down below her belly button, and then I settle between her spread thighs. Piper’s eyes are overly bright as she watches me dip my head. She moans as my tongue licks up a path from her entrance to her clit. Her fingers tighten in my hair and her hips lift off the bed, chasing for more, but I press her down with my hands, holding her in place as I dive down and feast.
Her body trembles beneath my hands as I lick and suck and swirl my tongue around her clit. I slide a finger inside her and quickly add a second. She’s so wet she drips all over my fingers.
“This is all for me?” I lift my hand to show her, before sucking her off my fingers.
Piper’s grip tightens in my hair, and I grin as I lower my head back down and continue my meal.
Piper shouts, and her body starts shaking as her orgasm tears through her. Fuck, she’s amazing. I continue sucking until she pulls my head by my hair and whispers, “Enough.”
She lifts her leg and presses the ball of her foot against my shoulder and pushes me back. I sit up on my knees. Is she pissed? Should I not have done that?
