Chapter 8

Piper

He growls against my neck with his fingers slipping into me. I’m overwhelmed with all of him and can’t get enough. I reach for his pants pulling on his belt. I struggle with it, but I rub his cock through the material until I free him. He’s huge, thick and the tip is round with a bead of cum on it. I run my finger over it, rubbing it over his cock. It’s so new to me, but I love that it’s hard and smooth at the same time. He bites down on my shoulder, then kisses it before brushing his lips up to my mouth again. I feel his cock pulse. With my skirt up around my stomach, he lets go of me to pull down my panties. Then he pumps two fingers in me this time, his cock pressed on my pussy, stroking my clit. I’m so close to coming.

My eyes close, and I thrust my hips forward, looking for more. Then he feels it. Freezing on the spot our eyes open and his dart to mine. “You’re a virgin, Piper?”

“Yes,” I reply almost apologetically. I think he’s going to pull away, but instead, he crushes his mouth to me and his fingers move again.

“You’re mine, Piper. There’s no going back. And tonight when we get home, I’m putting my baby in you, but right now I want you to come so I can. Fuck, I need you, my love,” he grunts out. We both shatter, his cock jerks, spraying the top of my pussy as I clench around his fingers. This is better than any other time I came by myself.

I throw my head back and shout out, “I love you.”

“I love you,” he says unrestrainedly kissing me and rubbing is still hard cock over my pussy, sliding over my lips without pushing in. I swear I could come again for him.

“Marry me,” he says, running his nose and lips over my neck, kissing me as he breathes me in.

“Yes,” I say without hesitation. My heart’s racing uncontrollably and I’m not sure if it’s from the orgasm, the confession of love, or the proposal. Maybe it’s all of them, but I’m so happy it doesn’t matter. I don’t know if he’s even serious or is it the lustful passion making him say it, but I don’t care. I’ve loved him from the moment we met. I just hoped for a drunken kiss from him. I never expected him to want me the way I want him.

Then I feel metal sliding over my finger. When he pulls back, I raise my hand to see a beautiful solitaire diamond ring surrounded by much smaller sapphires.

“You’re serious.”

“As a heart attack. I’m in love with you and sorry I took so long to get my head out of my ass.” Tears well up in my eyes from his words. “Don’t cry. I don’t like those gorgeous eyes muddied with sadness.”

“I’m not sad. I’m so happy. I’m glad you finally fell in love with me.”

“Oh, I’ve been in love from day one. Keeping you close all those months, made it easier for me to hold off until I sold the company, but as soon as I cut our time together, I didn’t think I’d survive.”

“Kiss me before you make me cry again.”

“Always.” He thrusts his hands into my hair and slams his mouth on mine, his tongue glides along the seam, parting my lips. When we pull apart, I start to feel my butt sticking to the table. Then I remember where we are.

“Oh goodness. We need to clean up and get out of here.

“These are mine,” he growls, slipping my panties in his pocket.

“I need them, or someone might catch a glimpse of my ass.”

“We’re leaving.”

“We are?”

“Yes, do you think I’m going to just go back to the party after all that we just shared. I told you before. We’re going home so I can fill you up with my baby. You do want to have my babies, right?”

“Please let’s go home,” I beg. We straighten up our clothes. Then he bends down and slides my panties back up and on.

“Better yet, I don’t want to take any chances. Later I’ll strip you bare.” My thighs involuntarily clench at the thought. This man has me hooked for life.