Piper
Perhaps I shouldn’t be kissing my rescuer.
Perhaps I should make him take me out a few times.
Perhaps I should make him beg.
I won’t, though, because life is short, and waiting is pointless. We’re all going to die at some point. We’re all going to have an ending to our story.
I want mine to be a good one.
When people remember Piper Queen, I want them to remember that I was brave, that I fought. I don’t want them to remember the coward who hid away in her house, scared to go anywhere but the post office. No, I want them to remember Piper the brave girl. I want them to remember Piper the warrior. I want them to remember that Piper wasn’t afraid to kiss the hero.
So I kiss him.
I cup Maddox Blake’s face with my hands, and I kiss him like he belongs to me because something tells me that he does. Something tells me that this is just the start of a beautiful romance. Something tells me that Maddox is here for the long haul.
He’s almost perfectly still as my lips cover his. He gives me this moment, this control, and I take it, kissing him slowly at first, and then faster. He’s patient, and he stays still as my hands explore his body, as my mouth covers his.
“Piper,” he groans, finally pulling away. “Baby, this is fantastic, but I have to tell you that I’m not going to be able to stop if we keep going.” He smiles, and that boyish grin just grabs at my heart. “So if you don’t want this, sweetie, we can go watch a movie or we can go to bed, but if you keep kissing me, it’s going to end with us fucking, Piper, and make no mistake of it: I desperately want to fuck you.”
Now it’s my turn to moan because the idea of Maddox Blake plunging his cock into me makes me instantly wet. He’s been the subject of my fantasies for just about forever, and now he’s here. I never made a move on him before, never would, but now that he’s here, I’m definitely going to make the most of it.
In response, I kiss him again and palm his cock through his pants.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he growls, and he pushes back from the table, pulling me to my feet. My chair tumbles over loudly, but I barely notice as he grabs me and pulls me closer to him. “Kiss me, Piper,” he commands, and I kiss Maddox like the wild beast that he is.
I kiss him like I can tame him.
My hands are in his hair and his hands are in mine, and then he lifts me. My legs wrap automatically around his body, and Maddox carries me easily into the living room.
“Decision time, sweetie,” he growls, biting my ear. “Do you want me to fuck you over the back of the couch or over your bed?”
“I thought the Dom was supposed to make all the choices,” I joke, and he tugs my hair back tightly, eliciting a soft moan from my lips.
“Don’t be bratty,” he says. “Or this all ends.”
Somehow, that’s the biggest motivation to obey.
I don’t want this to end.
I don’t want it to ever end.
For the first time since I can remember, I’m letting my guard down. I’m relaxing. I’m letting my mind focus on one thing, and that thing isn’t Tad. It’s not how I was hurt. It’s not how I can protect myself. No, suddenly, I’m wrapped up in the beauty of Maddox, and I don’t ever want him to let me go.
This feeling, this trust?
It’s incredible.
Magical.
“The couch,” I tell him, and he sets me down behind it. Instantly, I turn around to position myself over the back of the sofa, but he chuckles.
“In a hurry, love?”
“I…um…”
“Piper, I’m not going to lie to you. I’ve been wanting you for a very long time, sweetie, and this first time? I’m not going to last nearly as long as I need to. Once I’m inside of you, I’m not going to be able to hold back, so right now, I’m going to make you come, baby. I’m going to make you scream out my name so loudly the entire damn block is going to be able to hear.”
“Really?” I whisper.
“Spread your legs,” he says in response, and I obey him. My body reacts to him instantly. Suddenly, every bit of me feels alive and on edge. Maddox looks at me like he’s going to devour me, like he just can’t get enough of me, and then he kisses me again.
His hands move up my nightie until it’s bunched around my waist and I’m completely exposed to him. He moves his palms over the front of the nightie, carefully avoiding the area I most want him to touch, and he plays with my nipples. I bite my lip.
“Don’t you do that, baby,” he says. “Don’t you go quiet on me, Piper Queen. I want to hear every sound, every mew, every groan you make, baby. Knowing I’m getting you off just makes me even harder, so don’t you cheat me out of this feeling,” he commands, and I nod.
“Maddox,” I whisper. He pinches my nipples through the fabric of the nightie.
“You have beautiful breasts, Piper,” he tells me in response.
“Please, Maddox, I need…”
“What do you need, Piper?”
“Please,” I whisper once more.
“You’re beautiful when you beg, baby.” He takes my hand and places it over the front of his pants. Yeah, Maddox is hard as hell, and the thought of him sliding that thick cock inside of me just makes me even more wet, even more excited.
Feeling playful, I grip his cock, rubbing my hand up and down his pants. I want Maddox to hurry up and fuck me. I want to feel him filling me up. I want all of him, and I want it now. He groans as I rub him, but then he seems to remember the fact that he wants to make me come before he gets inside of me, and he drops to his knees in front of me.
“Maddox?” I whisper. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to eat this pretty little pussy until you come all over my face, Piper,” he says, and before I can register what’s happening, his tongue is on me, and everything goes blank.
The mind-numbing pleasure is overwhelming that it’s all I can do to stay upright. Maddox grips my bottom, pulling my pussy closer to his face, and he licks and sucks and teases me until I can’t take anymore, and I explode. I come for him, crying his name, shaking, and before the final waves of my orgasm rush over me, he turns me around and carefully pushes me over the back of the couch. I bend over it, palms down on the cushions, legs still spread.
And then he’s inside of me.
I didn’t even hear him get undressed, but when Maddox fills me, suddenly, I’m right where I belong. Suddenly, the entire world feels right and safe and whole, and I cry out as he thrusts into me over and over, wringing the last shivers of my orgasm from me.
And then another one starts to build.
“You look so damn beautiful when you come, Piper,” he tells me. “That orgasm was the prettiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“Maddox,” I whisper, because I can’t think straight. I can’t do anything but take what he’s giving me, what he’s offering me. He thrusts into me over and over, running his nails down my back, tugging my hair, spanking my bottom as he fucks me.
And then the second orgasm washes over me, and this time, Maddox comes, too. He comes with a groan, tugging my hair. His nails dig into my ass and he murmurs my name, whispering things I can’t quite hear, and then he pulls me to my feet, turns me around, and kisses me.
“Piper,” he murmurs.
I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer.
Everything feels right, and I am safe. I am adored. I am going to be okay. Just as long as he doesn’t stop touching me, everything’s going to be just fine. More than fine, really: it’s going to be great.