Chapter 20
Pipe
Her soft skin beneath my lips reminded me why I was willing to fight for this woman ‘til my last breath.
I knew she felt it, but she was too damn stubborn to admit it. “Talk to me, sugar. I don’t know what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours.”
“It was a thick skull a minute ago,” she grumbled.
“Even then, it was still pretty. Now talk,” I insisted.
A sigh escaped from her lips. “We’ve talked about everything. Now it comes to the doing part, and I’m downright terrified.”
I wiggled my eyebrows. “Doing part? You mean sex? Because you don’t have anything to worry with that, sugar.”
She socked me on the shoulder and rolled her eyes. “The part where we actually become an us. Where I’m the only person you’re with.”
“Don’t know if you heard me before, but I’ve been doing that for the past month, I’m good.”
She reached up and brushed her fingertips against my cheek. “But how long will you be good for? You just said you don’t go back to the same girl twice. How do you know I’m going to be enough?”
“Sugar, the only way you’re going to know if you are enough for me, is to just let go. You keep doubting every word coming out of my mouth, we’ll be over before we even begin.”
She closed her eyes, and her teeth snagged her bottom lip.
I held my breath knowing this was it. If she said no and didn’t give me a second chance, we were done. I wasn’t going to pressure her. She needed to come to her decision on her own. I had let her know everything she needed to know.
“Just promise me if you need to go, just let me know. Don’t cheat on me or start resenting me. I can’t handle that, Pipe. Just go if you need to.”
“Open your eyes, sugar.”
Her eyes slowly opened, and they were clouded with tears. “I’ve always been yours, Pipe.”
My breath whooshed out of me, and I hung my head. “Fucking hell, woman. You know how to get right to the truth and gut me.”
“I don’t want to play games, Pipe,” she whispered.
I dropped down on my elbows and nuzzled her neck. “Except the dick match game with your girls.”
She giggled and tilted her head, giving me better access. “Except that.”
I nipped her earlobe and whispered, “I need you right now, sugar.”
She wrapped her arms around me. “I don’t know what you’re waiting for.”
I chuckled and trailed kisses down her neck and over her exposed collarbone. “Not a damn thing. I’m not waiting for a damn thing anymore. I’ve got you again, and this time, I’m not letting you go.”
Her nails scratched up my back. “Then take me,” she whispered.
I didn’t need to be told twice.
My legs tangled with hers, my hands gently grabbing her arms, and I flipped us over. My fingers unsnapped her bra, dragging the straps down her arms, and I tossed it on the floor. “God damn, Nikki,” I growled. Her breasts were fucking perfect, gently hanging in front of me. “I’ve decided you aren’t allowed to ever leave my bed. Naked twenty-four seven only for me.” My hands molded to her breasts, and she leaned into my touch.
“As long as you’re naked with me,” she moaned.
My dick strained against the tight fabric of my boxers as my hands traveled around to her back and to her panties. “Not naked enough though,” I mumbled. I worked her panties down her legs as far as I could, and she shimmied them off the rest of the way, rubbing her body against me the whole way.
She sat back, resting her hands on her bare thighs, and looked down at me.
I sat up and wrapped my arms around her waist. “I fucking missed this. One night, and you completely changed my world.”
“You’re welcome,” she smirked. Her hands cradled my face. “We haven’t even started yet, handsome.”
Here was the Nikki who had caught my attention. Sexy as fuck, and sassy as hell. “Take my boxers off, sugar.”
Her hands went to the waistband of my boxers, and I lifted up as she tugged them down. “Now we’re talking,” she muttered. Her fingers wrapped around my rock-hard dick, and she stroked up and down. “I think they’re going to have to update that game and add The Pipe.”
“Nah, that is just for you.” I threaded my fingers through her hair, tugged her head to mine, and kissed the hell out of her.
Every time I missed her, I wondered where she was, and wished I could kiss her, I poured all that into this kiss. I pulled her down on top of me, our legs tangled, and our hands roamed each other’s body.
“Pipe,” she moaned as my hand snaked down between us, straight to her sweet cunt.
“Talk to me, sugar.” I needed to hear every little moan, sigh, and word she had to say. I knew her body wanted me, but I needed to know what she was thinking. Getting into her head was my ultimate goal.
I stroked her clit, and my tongue glided through her mouth. Her moans surrounded me as she ground her pussy into my hand, demanding more.
“Stop, please,” she gasped.
My hand stilled, and our eyes connected. Oh hell. “Nikki?” Please God, don’t let her change her mind. I think my dick is going to explode if she doesn’t let me fuck the hell out of her.
“I wanna come on your dick, not your hand.”
And right then and there, I could have died a happy man.
This woman was fucking amazing. I slipped my hand from her sweet pussy and gripped her hip. “God, I was a fucking fool for ever letting you leave my bed before.”
She pressed a kiss to my cheek. “We all make mistakes. It’s all about how you fix them.”
I flipped her over, sat back on my calves and looked down at her as I stroked my dick. “Lay back and watch me fix it, sugar.”
She spread her legs and put her hands over her head. “Now that sounds like a plan.”
My fingers found her clit while I stroked my dick up and down. “You remember that night, sugar? It was like your body was made for me. Every night, I relived that night, wishing you were with me again.”
“Is that why you’re stroking your cock instead of fucking me? That’s what you’re used to.”
My hand left her body, and I grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to me. “I’m about to fuck that sass out of you, sugar.”
“Promises, promises,” she gasped as I plunged into her.
I caged her in with my arms, resting them next to her head, and slid in and out of her wet pussy. “Fucking made for me,” I growled.
“Yes, oh God, yes,” she moaned. She wound her arms around my neck and closed her eyes.
“You feel it, sugar? You feel that?”
“Yes, yes,” she chanted over and over.
I felt it.
I fucking felt it everywhere.
I don’t know how I could have been such a fool to think I could live without this or find it with some other woman.
Nikki was it for me.
She made me complete when I didn’t even know I was missing something.
Her body responded to every touch and caress as my hands roamed over her. My dick plunged into her sweet cunt, milking me with each thrust.
I poured my cum into her while her body trembled beneath me as she found her sweet release.
“Good golly.”
I collapsed to the side and pulled her into my arms. “Good golly, huh? Guess I’ll have to try for a ‘gosh darn’ next time.”
She burrowed into my arms and sighed. “Shut it,” she mumbled. “You rendered me stupid for a bit. That’s all I could think of.”
I reached for the covers that had gotten kicked to the bottom of the bed and pulled them over us. “I’ll take it, sugar, as long as you’re lying naked in my bed.”
“Pretty sure my legs aren’t working right now, so even if you wanted to kick me out of your bed, you would have to carry me back to my place.”
“One sec.” I slipped from the bed, flipped off the lights, and climbed back into bed. “Sleep.”
“Hmm, not going to argue with you on that one.” She pressed a kiss to the underside of my chin and laid her head down on my shoulder. “Goodnight, handsome,” she whispered into the dark.
Her breathing evened out, and I knew she was asleep.
In my arms.
In my bed.
Hallel-fuckin-ujah.
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