Jordan T. Willis: I am going to make you wish you were never born.
Jordan T. Willis: I can’t wait to run your fat ass out of town.
Jordan T. Willis: Holt will thank me —He will be tired of fucking a pig.
I stop reading, afraid that if I keep going I will break the phone. I grab my phone and text Carter and Sterling. I will need backup for this. Plus, Sterling can bring Meg over. Telling them to come over in a couple hours and bring lunch and some clothes for Piper.
I take Piper by the hand and pull her with me back to the bedroom and to the bathroom. I close the door behind us and turn to look at her. Her cheeks are wet, and I can’t stand to see her so fucking sad. I am going to kill this motherfucker.
“Piper, those messages were bullshit, you know that right,” she is shaking her head. Swallowing convulsively.
“They were just ramblings of a psycho, I’m fucking obsessed with you— have been for a long time. I am not going to let anything happen to you. I’m not going to let anything ruin this,” I say lowly. She is looking at me, tears no longer falling.
I lean in and pull the shirt over her head. Automatically she tries to cover herself. I grab her hands and pull them down.
“Keep them at your sides,” I command. Piper does as she is told. I nod in satisfaction. Leaning down I take one nipple in my mouth and suck hard. She gasps. Her hands moving to my head. I bite down on her nipple, and tweak the other one with my hand.
“Hands down,” I say. She groans and does as she is told. I nip the spot that I bit, causing her to arch into my mouth even more, but her hands stay down.
“Good girl,” I praise. My mouth still pressed against her skin. I move down her soft rounded stomach. She tenses but keeps her hands where she is supposed to.
“You are so fucking mine,” I mumble into the skin next to her belly button. In one quick motion I pull her leggings down.
“Step out,” I direct. She lifts one foot and then the other balancing a hand on my shoulder. I turn around and tug my t-shirt over my head before pulling the lever and hitting a couple of buttons. Multiple shower heads begin spraying.
“Let’s take a shower,” I tell her as I turn around. I kick my jeans off— I hadn’t bothered with boxers this morning, and reach for her hand. She nods and lets me pull her in to the massive walk in shower.
Her attention is on my already hard cock. Her hand is reaching for it, and I give her a minute to explore.
I groan as her finger sweeps the come off the end and she starts stroking it. Her fingers gliding around my piercing. I let her torture me for a few minutes before I can’t take another second.
“That’s enough,” I snap out. Her hand flies off my cock and she jerks back. The shower is big enough that there is now a few feet between us.
“Shit, no Piper,” I advance on her quickly grabbing her face in my hands. Her eyes are downcast.
“I’m not going to come until I am inside you,” I forcefully say to her. She looks up at me and her eyes lighten a bit.
“Oh,” she says quietly. It’s all she can manage to say before I take her mouth with mine. She sighs into my mouth and I take that as an invitation to take the kiss deeper.
I take my hands and grab her plush ass. She gasps, and then I lift her up so that she can wrap her legs around my waist. My cock bumps against her warm cunt. I lean her up against the tile wall and line up with her opening.
I can’t wait anymore so I sink into her fast and watch her hazel eyes widen at the sudden fullness. A low moan escapes her mouth. I still and take a deep breath. Piper starts squirming.
“Move, please,” she whispers. I wait a beat and then start a slow rhythm. Dragging in and out.
“Like this, Piper— is this what you want,” I ask her and then lean down to suck one of her nipples in my mouth. She moans and arches into me. I know this pace isn’t what she is looking for, but I want to take my time. I also love to make her beg.
“God, I n-need,” Piper trails off. Unable to finish the thought. If I wasn’t focusing so much on controlling myself I would chuckle.
“No God, here Sugar,” I manage to correct her. I almost have her where I want her. A few more maddeningly slow thrusts.
“Just ask me for what you need, Piper,” I whisper in her ear. She shivers, her head falls back against the tile.
“Faster, I need m-more— p-please, Holt,” she pants out. I start thrusting in and out of her in earnest. I can feel her pussy contracting around my cock and I know she is so close. I angle my thrusts slightly differently. Searching for that spot. I know as soon as I hit it because, she tenses and relaxes in the span of a second.
“Come on, Piper. Be a good girl, come for me,” I grit out through clenched teeth. Hitting that spot inside her cunt again and again. All of a sudden, her head tilts back and her pussy grips my cock. Both of us letting go at the same time.
Chapter 41
