He pulled out, then pushed in again. I bit my lower lip hard as he stretched me, the pleasure almost too much to take.
“You’ve got no idea how much I've been thinking about this,” he spoke. “Holding you in my arms, being deep inside you.”
“You’ve got me now,” I replied.
He grinned, pushing hard into me again, the sensation so intense that I felt as if he were splitting me in two in the best way possible. His length went deep, and he held me in place with a strong, thick arm around my waist. I didn’t need to do anything other than stand there and let him pleasure me.
I glanced down, watching his muscular legs work as he thrust upward again and again. An orgasm had been building in me, and now it was on the verge of release. I closed my eyes and moaned, the intensity of the climax making my legs turn to noodles beneath me. Valentino held me through it, driving into me again and again as every last molecule of my body lit up.
When the orgasm faded, he slid his thick, steel-stiff cock out of me. I fell forward, Valentino catching me as I rested my head on his shoulder.
“Don’t tell me you’re done,” he said with a grin.
“Not even close. Now, let’s get to the bedroom.”
Chapter 19
VALENTINO
Piper let out a squeal of delight as I scooped her up off the ground and opened the office door.
“Shit!” the word came out of her mouth in a hiss.
“What’s wrong?”
She gestured for me to lower my voice, her eyes going wide. That was all it took for me to realize what she was getting at.
“As much as I love the carrying-me-over-the-threshold thing, it might not be the best idea for you to be carting me around the house with no pants on,” she whispered.
I laughed quietly. “Good call.”
I set her down, Piper quickly slipping on her pants, no underwear, then poking her head out of the door as I tucked myself back into my slacks.
“Coast is clear,” she said, speaking in a tone barely above a whisper. “Master bedroom’s the door at the end of the hall.”
I nodded, not wanting to risk speaking. Remembering that Maddie was in the other room put an element of seriousness into what was happening. The last thing I wanted was for her to see her mom and me going into Piper’s bedroom.
We tiptoed down the hall, making our way past Maddie’s door and to the master. Once there, Piper opened the door slowly and gestured again, this time for me to get inside. I did, angling my body to move in through the cracked door.
Piper slid in behind me then shut the door. When I saw what was on the other side, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I said.
“What?”
“Look!”
I swept my hand toward the room. The large space was a mess of boxes, some opened, some closed, some half unpacked, along with plants that hadn’t been arranged, framed art that had been placed leaning against the wall, and bags and bags of clothes here and there. Then there was the little matter of the half-assembled Ikea bed, the work-in-progress set next to the mattress and box spring in the center of the room.
“What?”
“What do you mean,what?” I asked.
“Hey, you try to unpack a room when you’ve got a four-year-old running around. And man, I’m still trying to wrap my head around how much stuff I've got.” She turned to me, a playful challenging look on her face. “Now, if my humble abode isn’t up to your standards, we can put a stop to the night right now.”
“Not a fucking chance.” It was all I could take. I leaned in again and kissed her hard, Piper turning and knocking over one of the stacked boxes nearby. We both laughed through the kiss.
I took her by the hand and led Piper through the maze of boxes. Once we’d made our way around them and were at the edge of the mattress, I couldn’t resist getting her pants off again as quickly as possible, wasting no time taking hold of her blouse and pulling it up over her head. She helped me finish the job by reaching around and unhooking her bra.
