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“Right here, honey,” I reply, grabbing her upper thigh to hold her in place as I trace a tiny circle around her clit.

“Oh, God,” she whimpers.

Using my free hand and my mouth, I play with Piper’s pussy with the single-minded determination I used to run hockey drills. Everything falls away. All thoughts cease.

I’m no longer worried about my parents catching us. Or the fact that I’m in my fucking childhood home, about to bust a nut on the pool table, with the girl next door. Nothing matters except Piper and making this moment so exceptional for her, that the guys that came before me don’t register.

I suck on her clit, moaning as her taste coats the back of my throat. Her thigh trembles under my hand and I know she’s close. I slide two fingers into her channel while simultaneously suckling on her bud.

“Hudson, please. Don’t stop,” she pants, arching her back.

I glance up for the most perfect view of her tits and remove my fingers to fist myself through my jeans. I’m hard as a steel pipe and so fucking ready.

But Piper comes first. So I drag my tongue through her slick folds two more times before pressing the pad of my thumb against her clit. And my girl detonates.

“Hudson!” she cries as she unravels under my gaze.

It’s like a firework breaking across a dark sky. Majestic. Indescribable. Perfection.

I keep my fingers thrumming against her sweet pussy as she comes down from her orgasm. Slowly, her eyes open and find mine. They’re filled with lust, but there’s also a flicker of vulnerability in her gaze that causes every protective instinct in my body to wake up.

“What’s wrong?” I murmur.

She shakes her head. “That was… I’ve never felt like that before, Hudson.”

Her voice shakes and I frown, not understanding. As realization dawns, I swear. “Pipe, is that… Have you ever had an orgasm before?”

She nods but her cheeks blaze and I frown, waiting for her explanation.

“I have,” she insists. “By my own doing. Never because of…” She gestures toward me. “Never with a man.”

Her words cause something strange to tug in my chest. I look right into her eyes as I tell her the truth. “Then they were doing it all wrong, honey. Because your body is pure perfection, and you are incredibly responsive. It was never your fault, Piper. They got it fucking wrong.”

I press my lips to hers and kiss her hard as I pull my wallet from my pocket and kick off my jeans.

Breaking our kiss to fist my cock, I pluck a condom from my wallet. Piper watches as I roll it on. I glance at her and check one more time. “Are you sure, Pipe? Because this changes everything.”

“I know,” she whispers, her face thoughtful. Then, she meets my eyes and I see that challenge I love spark in hers. “I want you, Hudson. I’ve wanted you for a long, long time.”

I stroke my tip through her wet folds and watch as her eyes roll back in her head. “Good. Because I’m all in, Piper. We do this, you’re mine, honey. For keeps.”

She drags her eyes open. “You promise?”

“Fucking swear it,” I admit, thrusting into her.

As I bottom out, she groans. I hold still for a beat, gathering her to my chest. She clings to me like a lifeline, and fuck if I don’t want to be that for her. Be her everything.

It shouldn’t feel this instant—the connection, the trust, the big emotions. But I’ve known Piper for forever and a part of my heart reacts on muscle memory. I trust her, I care about her, and I’m already halfway in love with her. Maybe a part of me always has been.

As I begin to pull out and slide back in, setting the pace, Piper rocks against me, meeting me thrust for thrust. Our mouths fuse, our hands track each other’s bodies, and the pool table shudders beneath us. I make love to the girl next door in my parents’ basement like we’re still a couple of seniors the night before graduation.

But we both know it’s so much more than that. This action, tonight, is the start of our next chapter. The beginning of something great.

And the best fucking Christmas gift I could have wished for.

It doesn’t take long until I’m coming, hard and fast, calling out Piper’s name.

“God, you’re incredible,” I tell her, lifting her easily and walking us, naked, to the bathroom in the basement.