Piper

The sun is bright when I wake up, the light seeping through my cracked eyelids.

I groan, flipping onto my stomach and checking the alarm clock with one eye open. It’s nearing 7:30 a.m.

I look to my left, noticing Matthew isn’t in bed. My eyes travel over to where his suitcase is, a pair of clothes folded neatly on top of the chair.

I should get up. Everyone will be in the kitchen within the next half-hour.

Pushing out of bed with a heavy yawn, I tread toward the bathroom, pushing the door open.

I gasp when I spot Matthew in front of the mirror with a white towel wrapped around his waist, and those impeccable abs on display again.

He’s just finished brushing his teeth, placing his toothbrush in the holder. When he hears the door open he turns halfway, glancing over his shoulder.

“Finally awake, sleepyhead?”

I rub my eyes, shaking my head. “Yeah. I’m tired. Stayed up way too late last night.”

“Yeah, I woke up again around 4:30. You weren’t in bed. Thought something was wrong.”

“I went to the kitchen for a glass of wine and caught Lena in there. We talked for a while.”

“Really? What about?”

“Just…life.” I grip the doorknob. “You wanna know what she said to me that actually surprised me?”

“What’s that?”

“She said she admired me for doing what I wanted with my life instead of what Mom and Dad wanted me to do.” I fold my arms, leaning against the wall as Matthew turns to face me. “She also said she loves her kids to death, loves her husband as well and wouldn’t trade them for the world, but if she could go back, she would. She wanted to major in interior design. Our parents said it was a dumb idea so she never went through with it.”

“Wow.”

“Also, I think she may have admitted that she and Bailey are their happy little ass-kissers.”

I laugh as he does. “Good thing you aren’t like that, huh?”

When the merriment simmers, his eyes run over the length of me before pulling up and sighing. “How do you feel?”

I look into his eyes, knowing exactly what he’s implying.

“Exhausted,” I say, stepping forward and grabbing my toothbrush.

I pick up the tube of toothpaste and add a dab, brushing my teeth quickly. All the while I can feel him watching me from behind.

I shut off the water but before I can put my toothbrush away, Matthew is standing behind me, pressing his body against me.

His groin pushes into my ass and I realize that through that towel, he’s hard. I look at his reflection in the mirror.

“What are you doing?” I laugh softly.

“Saying good morning the way a real boyfriend would.” He kisses the crook of my neck and I nearly melt inside. The heat travels down, building up in my most sacred area.

I drop my toothbrush and turn in his arms, looking up to meet his honey eyes. “Wait—” I press a hand against his chest. “I thought you said this shouldn’t happen anymore.” I point between us, confused. “I know I got carried away last night.”

“I liked it. Probably a little too much,” he murmurs on my lips.

“I bet you did.”

“Maybe what I meant is this shouldn’t happen…much.”

My eyes widen, and I bite my lower lip, fighting a grin. “You’re serious right now, aren’t you?”

He responds with a kiss on my cheek and a gentle push of his hard cock into my groin.

“But isn’t that breaking all of your ‘escort’ rules?” I make air parentheses with my fingers.

“Possibly…”

“God, you are so confusing,” I whisper.

“Trust me, I’m confused as fuck about you too.” He looks me over carefully, like he is confused and trying to understand me. “You want to know what I’ve been thinking about all morning?”

He grips my waist and picks me up. My butt lands on the counter, and he steps between my parted legs with a smirk on his lips.

“What?”

“I keep thinking that what happened last night wasn’t nearly enough.” He studies my mouth. “The way you rode my cock, how tight and wet you were. I need more, Piper. A lot more. I know we only have about twenty-five minutes, but,” he sighs, pulling my shorts down and tossing them in the corner. He takes my shirt off next. “I’ll be quick.” His lips land on the bend of my neck again, and he sucks, causing a tingling sensation to spiral between my legs and hit me right in the core. “I promise.”

His towel drops to the floor, the thick white fabric forming into a puddle around his feet. He moves in closer between my legs until he’s so close I feel his hot erection at my entrance.

Pulling me toward the edge of the counter, he cups my face in his hands, and looks at my lips, but he doesn’t kiss them.

“Do you realize how beautiful you are?”

My breath becomes labored as I shut my eyes, whirling inside from his touch.

“Your family doesn’t see what I see. A flawless, beautiful, independent woman.” Before I can open my eyes, Matthew is deep inside me, hugging me against his hard, chiseled body.

“Matthew,” I breathe. “I—we shouldn’t. Really.” I say it, but who am I kidding? I’m drowning in him right now—so lost. So careless.

“I know…but we can’t help it. I can’t help it. If I want something, I go after it.”

“But why do you want me?” I ask as he picks me up off the counter and turns for the wall. My back bumps against it, and he grunts, building up a quick pace.

I look over his shoulder with my arms latched around his neck, and I get the perfect view of his toned back and sculpted ass in the mirror.

“I like your free spirit,” he breathes in my ear, his fingers curling around the nape of my neck. “I like knowing that you really don’t need me, but that you still crave every single inch of me.”

I bite into my bottom lip, staring into his eyes.

His jaw locks as he focuses on mine, and then he cups my ass, grinding into me, hips circling, body tightening. My back bows against the wall, my eyes sealing.

I can feel my breasts bouncing, but before I can cup one of them, his lips seal around my nipple, sucking, bringing me up to ultimate pleasure, even more so when his beard grazes my skin.

“Shit,” I hear him growl as he brings his head back up. He gropes my ass, sighing, breathing deep. “Your pussy is incredible, Piper. So fucking good.”

I hold onto him, my fingernails sliding down his muscular back. My hands fall lower, cupping his ass and guiding him deeper.

It’s the magic trick.

Just like that, Matthew groans, grinding harder, deeper, cursing and panting in my ear.

He squeezes my ass in his large hands, spanks it twice, and before he can come, he pulls out, places me on my feet, forces me to my knees, and demands me to open my mouth.

I spread my lips apart and he thrusts his hips forward and shoves himself into my mouth, cursing and stroking. He fucks my mouth, making me gag around his thickness, his hands planted on the wall above as I wrap my hands around his thighs.

I take him whole, choking on his length. He watches me with eyes that are lit on fire, and then he shudders and his abs constrict. He comes fast and hard, squirting in my mouth.

“Fuck yes, Piper. Your mouth is so perfect.” He twitches when I pull back and circle the head of his cock with my tongue and then take him whole again. I swallow every single drop he gives me.

When I feel him going limp between my lips, I pull back, and he sighs, offering a hand and helping me to a stand.

But what he does next is completely unexpected.

Apparently Matthew Cooper is a man who believes a woman should be just as satisfied as a man.

Lifting me up, he sits me on the counter, bends on one knee, brings my ass to the edge, spreads my legs apart, and eats me like breakfast.

A squeal fills the bathroom, and this time I’m sure someone will hear it. I try and keep it down, but the constant flicks and strokes of his tongue, the way it moves so quickly while diving deep into my pussy, is enough for me to come undone.

“I knew you’d taste good,” he growls between my legs. “I could spend hours between your legs, Piper.” He kisses the insides of my thighs, his mouth so close to my sex I can still feel his tongue there. “Teasing you,” he groans, tracing his tongue along the lips. “Sucking…licking…tasting all of you.”

His hard, honey eyes move up to mine, and he hauls me forward by the hips, gluing his mouth to my clit and swirling his tongue around it. He holds me hostage to his mouth, eating so ravenously my legs end up locking around his face.

He licks until he sees me trembling, spreading my legs wider apart until I shatter and my back hits the mirror.

“Holy shit,” I cry out, hoping it can’t be heard. It’s a shame I don’t care if I was. This feeling has to be cherished. It feels too amazing to hold back.

My legs quake around his head, and with one final, gradual roll of his tongue between my folds, Matthew lets up, grinning at me from between my legs.

“Weren’t expecting that, were you?” He’s clearly proud of his accomplishment.

Hell, I’m proud of him. A man that loves to please. Now that’s a dream come true. Too bad this can only last for a couple more hours.

“Not at all,” I pant. “You are seriously starting to astound me, temporary boyfriend.”

He chuckles and pushes to a stand, helping me off the counter. “Then I guess I’m doing my job right, Piper Madison.”

Right. His job.

He steps back and turns for the sink. “Come on,” he says, running the water from the faucet. “Let’s get you cleaned up. I’m sure your parents will be waiting for us soon.”

I smile at him through the mirror. “Let’s just hope they didn’t hear us.”

He winks at my reflection. “Let’s hope.”