“They’re brand new, so don’t tear them,” I say with a chuckle, and his gaze lowers.
“New or not, they’re already fucking ruined,” he mutters, his thumb sliding over the fabric, rubbing slowly against my clit. “You’re soaked for me.”
He grips the top of my underwear, pulling up just enough that the material presses against me. His mouth finds my inner thighs, kissing,sucking, biting—each touch pulling a whimper from my lips. With the panties still lifted, he licks up both sides of my pussy. He pulls them to the side, opening me up with his fingers and exposing every single inch of me.
“Such a pretty little cunt,” he murmurs as he leans in and kisses the tip of my clit.
“Please, Christian, you’re killing me here.”
“And you don’t think parading yourself around up here, something I couldn’t have, hasn’t been killing me?” He flattens his tongue, dragging it from my opening to my clit. My head falls back, and a broken moan escapes my throat. “Knowing you’ve always been so close, yet completely out of reach has fucked me up in ways you can’t imagine.”
“I’ve always been yours, Christian. Even when I tried not to be.”
Yes. Even with your son, I couldn’t help but think about you—every single time.
He freezes for a split second, then something snaps. A low growl vibrates in his throat as he buries his face against my thigh, inhaling me like I’m the only thing keeping him breathing.
“Tell me what I need to know,” he rasps, shoving his jeans and boxers completely off, and holy shit—he’s everything. Big, hard, and built like some untamed god dragged down to earth. “Piper? I need to know now.”
My brain feels like it’s melting, but somehow, I get the words out. “I’m on birth control, and I always— I’ve never… I’m safe and clean.”
“Good girl,” he murmurs, and in those two words I feel everything.
All the months of aching for him. Every sleepless night I spent torturing myself with thoughts of him, touching myself to fantasies I tried to tell myself I shouldn’t be having.
He rips off my panties and dives back between my thighs, his mouth ruthless as he licks and sucks until I’m nothing but a writhing mess. My hands claw at the sheets, and my body bows under the pleasure he’s giving me. I force myself to sit up on my elbows, eyes hazy as I watch him, and what I see makes my whole body tighten.
Christian’s hand is wrapped around his cock, stroking himself hard and fast while his eyes hold mine.
“Fuck,” I breathe out. “I want to watch you.”
He rises onto his knees, and my back arches when he slides one thick finger inside me, then a second, stretching me open.
“Eyes on me,” he commands, and I meet his gaze. “No… look at me.”
He wraps his fist around his dick, working himself just as thoroughly as the two thick fingers currently fucking me. He curls those fingers and hits that spot.That exact spot.The one my favorite vibrator spent months trying to find. The one that makes my entire body feel like it’s about to detonate.
“Yeah, there it is. So wet. So fucking soft.”
Christian’s thumb circles my clit while he fucks the life out of me and himself. His jaw clenches, and his veins pop along his forearms as he works himself over like he can’t decide whether he wants to wreck me or himself first.
“Fuck, I’m there,” he rasps. “I need you with me, Piper. Just like last time.”
The memory slams into me—him losing it and coming in his pants just from touching me.
“Keep going,” I whimper, my body strung so tight it feels like I’m about to snap.
Christian’s head suddenly tilts back, his entire body tightening as cum shoots from his cock, landing on his hand that’s still buried inside me. He starts fucking his release into me, and the sight of it sends me crashing over the edge, my orgasm ripping through me so savagely that I can’t breathe, I can’t think, and I can’t fucking move.
“Fuck,” he growls, still pumping into me. “Look at you dripping in me.”
My eyes fight to close, but I refuse to look away as my orgasm begins to fade, and my body goes boneless against the bed.
His fingers slide out of me, but they don’t stop playing. He doesn’t stop teasing, and with his semi-hard cock, which is still bigger than average, he rubs the head all over my soaked pussy, dragging it up and down and tapping it against my clit.
He lowers himself down, his forearms bracketing my head, and his full weight presses me into the mattress.
“Tell me now if you want me to wrap up, because if not, I’m fucking you raw.”
