I grab her wrist and head to the men’s locker room.
“Alexi, what are you doing?”
“What do you have time for?”
I look around the locker room. Luckily, Piper chooses to come to the gym before the sun is even out, which means the place is nearly empty. Her footsteps keep up with mine as I pull back the shower curtain and push her in first before blocking her in with my body.
“Do you want me to clear your head,malyshka?”She swallows, and her dark green eyes stare back into mine. “Do you want me to turn that big, beautiful brain of yours off?” I ask her, not touching, but we’re so close I can feel her body heat.
She licks her lips, and I track the motion. She nods her head, and that’s all I need. My hands are cupping both sides of her jaw as I press her back against the shower tile. Her lips are as soft as I remember, and she kisses me back eagerly, just like she did last New Year’s.
Her one hand has my T-shirt in a tight fist, and the other is gripping at the hair at the nape of my neck. She smells amazing, her rich Alpha scent of orange peels and cinnamon. She’s not an Omega which makes her scent being so thick even more appealing. She’s not turned on because of her baser instincts or her hormones driving the show. Piper Blake wants me, and maybe it’s not at the capacity in which I want her, but I’ll take what I can get.
I know we don’t have all the time in the world in this small shower, but I can’t find the will to stop kissing her. As much as I want to touch her everywhere, kissing Piper gives me a purpose I haven’t felt in a long time. I know that Piper doesn’tneedme. But fuck if I don’t want Piper towantme as much as I want her.
A feminine moan escapes her as I press our bodies together as we kiss. Her strong thighs encase my larger one as I grind my hard length against her. I would do anything to sink inside of her right now, but that’s not the plan. If I’m going to get Piper Blake to fall in love with me, I’m going to need her to keep coming back for more.
I press my thigh harder against her core, and her head lightly thuds against the tile, her throat beautifully exposed as I trail kisses against the exposed skin.
Her hand in my hair tightens as she grinds against my leg. Her eyes are closed, and I take a moment to stop kissing her throat and watch her. The way she moves against my body and how at this moment she seems so carefree. The stress I saw in her earlier ceases to exist as I glide my hand between us, separating her from my thigh and cupping her pussy, the clinging material hiding how wet she is from me.
“Vy khotite priyti na moyu ruku, malyshka?”
“What?” she says, opening her eyes and blinking. I realize I must have said it in Russian.
“Do you want to come on my hand,malyshka?”
“Please,” she says sweetly. I can’t help but to smile at the way I’ve made this Alpha putty in my hands.
With both hands, I slide her yoga pants down mid thigh. She has on the simplest pair of white panties on, and I like that. That she wasn’t planning on getting finger fucked in the locker room, that she had no idea that this was how she would be starting her morning.
I keep her panties on and play with her outside of the material. I can tell she’s enjoying my touch but wants me to move them to the side. But I don’t give her what she wants, at least not right away.
My two fingers work her from the outside of the material until I can feel her wetness soaking them. I smile down at her, and her lips part, ready to say something, but I won’t let her ruin this moment with any doubts. I cut her off by leaning forward and taking her lips with mine. At the same time, I push her panties to the side and finally touch her the way she wants.
I swallow her moan, and she bucks her hips against my hand.
I love that every drop of wetness touching my fingers is because I put it there. That I made her pussy this wet from touching and speaking to her. Biology plays a factor, but it’s not the driving force. Just two people who are hungry for one another, it makes my cock even harder than it was before. But I can wait. I’ll probably use the hand I finger her with to get myself off.
Piper holds my face to hers, and I can’t help but smile as she kisses me like she doesn’t need to breathe. I can’t help but notice she’s smiling too. Her smile turns to a moan as I slide two fingers inside of her and rub the heel of my palm against her clit.
Her hips are bucking into my hand, and her hands don’t leave my face. Her eyes open as she stares at me. I can feel her cunt gripping me, and I want to watch as she comes undone. It’s the only fucking thing I need.
“So fucking wet for me, are you going to come against my fingers?”
“Fuck,” she says, throwing her head back and closing her eyes.
I tsk and slow down my motions, which makes her grip my hair harder in defiance. “Look at me when I make you come,malyshka.”
Surprisingly, she obeys, her green eyes on mine as I rub her clit with purpose. A new pool of wetness meets my hand as she milks my fingers and meets her release. Her pretty little lips are in an O shape, and her eyes glimmer with desire. She pants as her eyes search mine, my hand still deliciously wet on her pulsing cunt.
I watch as reality comes tumbling back to her. Piper looks down where I’m touching her. I remove my hand, and she winces from the overstimulation. She doesn’t look at me as she rolls up her yoga pants. Once she’s fully clothed, she swallows and finally looks up at me.
She opens her mouth to speak but sputters a little bit, like she’s lost for words.
I just grin and take it. I knew Piper wouldn’t just give into me after making her come. That something more is going on in that pretty head of hers. She’s not an Omega who is begging for my knot or a woman looking for stability. She’s independent, making a career for herself. Finding an Alpha isn’t something she needs. Something about us potentially being together terrifies her. I don’t push her, but I lean forward and kiss the side of her head. “You’re welcome,malyshka.”
I don’t look back as I leave the shower and gather my stuff to leave the gym.
