Pace
Whoever said there is nothing like a woman scorned never saw Piper pissed off.
I happen to like it. It might be the cutest, hottest thing I have ever seen. It doesn’t hurt that her body is soaked from the pouring rain, her clothes clinging to every curve. And damn does she have curves. I love how they fit against me, so I pull her even closer. Her big eyes gaze up at me beneath dark lashes tipped with tiny droplets of rain.
Piper might be the most beautiful sight I have ever seen before.
“Come on, sweetheart,” I repeat, brushing the back of my hand over her cheek gently. “This storm is just getting started. I need you safe inside.”
Well, hell. Until I said those words aloud, I had no idea how much I meant them. The idea of her walking back down this mountain on her own upsets me. I stop to think for a moment about how she got up here to start with. How did she wind up being chased up a tree by a damn rabbit?
“How did you get up here, sweetheart?”
Without waiting for an answer, I scoop her up so I can rush back towards the cabin. Smokie waits in the open doorway, displeased by our shenanigans. Laughing as she barks at me, thrilled I am bringing someone new into the cabin, I head past the kitchen where I took care of her earlier.
Heading right for the bedroom at the bedroom at the back of the cabin, I set her down on the hardwood. Reaching past her, I grab my robe, holding it up for her. It hits me all at once. I’ve got the hottest thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on dripping wet in my bedroom. Grunting as I palm my aching cock, I turn to try tohide just what she is doing to me without trying.
“Here, Piper, take those clothes off. Don’t want you getting sick.”
“Is that how you get most women naked in your bedroom, doc?”
Turning to grin back at her, I shake my head. “Never had a woman naked in my bedroom, sweetheart. Now strip.”
Striding from the room, I pull the door shut behind me before I let out a low groan. My cock is so hard I could chop firewood with it. Jesus. I have never felt anything even close to this before. I can still smell her. Still feel her soft tits against my chest, her hands grasping at my chest, those big eyes looking up at me. Fuck. What is this woman doing to me?
Going to the laundry room, I strip off my own wet clothes, tossing them in the dryer. Grabbing a towel, I wrap it around my waist, securing it. It looks ridiculous with my hard dick tenting it, but I can’t do much about that. I rub my rough hand over the swollen crown, hissing as bolts of pleasure zip up my spine. Closing my eyes, I wrap my fist around myself, pumping my aching cock a few times.
With her sweet strawberry scent still clinging to me, I am so fucking turned on. I don’t remember ever feeling this kind of want before. If I could have her right now, those thick thighs wrapped around me as I pounded into her, I could die after knowing I had lived a blessed life.
No, no, I’d want a lifetime of her wrapped around me. Those big eyes staring up at me with that hot, hungry look they had out in the rain.Fuck, she wants me too. I saw it but I didn’t want to let myself believe it. How could that beautiful little thing want a big bastard like me? Jesus, just thinking about her beneath me, telling me she wants me deeper, begging me to take her harder, drives me fucking nuts.
“Hell, I’d ruin her for any other man,” I declare, pumpingmy cock faster, hissing at the idea of anyone else ever touching her. No.Mine.
“Pace...I uh...” a sweet, soft voice stammers behind me.
Without letting go of my cock, I turn to face her. Jesus, this is a bad idea. Wrapped in my robe, her hair a mess around her beautiful face, her cute feet bare, she stares up at me with those eyes. Piper looks at me as if she sees me in a way no one else ever has before. It’s driving me mad. With our gazes locked, I pump my shaft a few more times, kind of testing her acceptance.
Piper stares up at me for a moment. I watch her teeth sink into her bottom lip as her gaze travels down. Down, down, over my bare chest and the tattoos there, down past my waist. They lock on the obscene thing I am doing beneath the thin towel. Still, I don’t stop. I know I should. I just met the girl and something tells me she’s had little experience with me.
Hell, that just makes me harder. I take a step closer, slowly stroking my shaft with one hand. Taking a trembling breath, I reach out with the other. I yank at the tie on the robe. She can stop me, I won’t do something against her wishes. Piper’s eyes flick back to mine before she takes a step back. I start to stop until I understand what she is doing.
“Oh, sweetheart,” I rasp as she shifts to let the robe fall open.
Piper’s body is what you write poems or create sculptures about. Wide hips and thick thighs with a waist I cannot wait to get my hands on. Her pussy is bare besides a strip of dark curls. Her tits are...hell, they’re perfection. Round, soft, with peach pink nipples budded tight.
“Pace...” her voice trembles as her skin flushes pink.
“Piper,” I whisper as I reach out, our gazes locking. “Can I touch you? I want to touch you so bad, sweetheart,” my voice is gravel as I take a step closer to her. We’re just a breath apart asshe tilts her head back.
“Can I touch you too?” her sweet voice whispers.
“Yes, you can touch me. Do whatever you want to me.”
“What do youwantme to do to you?”
“Hell, Piper...do you have all night for me to tell you the things I want you do to me? Would need a helluva lot longer to tell you all the things I want to doto you.”
Piper gasps as I move, my big hand filling with her breast, the nipple cradled in my palm. My dick jerks against her stomach. Her fingers claw at the towel, tearing it down. My cock rubs against her mound and we both moan. Reaching down, I grab her leg behind her knee, angling her so I can fit between her thighs. I rock my hips a little as my fingers pluck at her nipple.
