She’s eye level with my cock, staring at the hard length through my pants. Is that saliva drooling down one corner of her mouth? I bring her back into a kiss to check, and feel her mouth even hotter than before.
“I’ve been dreaming of the day you would get your pretty little mouth back around my cock.” I draw my hips into her while playing with her hair. “You always knew how to please me, didn’t you, princess?” I hear her breath hitch and take this as an indication that she wants to keep going. “What else do you want, besides me inside of you?” I sweep a finger down her torso and land it at the top of her pussy. Her breathing accelerates even more. “Remember that time in the tent when I first ate you out?” A grunt falls out of me. “I could do that every day for the rest of my life.”
Unable to contain myself much longer, I get her out of her sweatpants and reveal her naked pussy to me. The wetness shines in the half-light of the room, as do her eyes when she realizes what I’m about to do.
I dive in for my meal and completely devour her. She was always my favorite thing to eat. Nothing compares to the taste of Piper when she’s aroused and begging for me.
Her moans drift through the room, growing in pitch as I lick her where she most wants me. I butter her in her own wetness andmake sure she’s as wet as possible for me, though she has done ninety-nine percent of the work herself.
“How long have you been wet?” I catch her eye from between her legs. “You’ve been suffering for quite some time, haven’t you?”
“We both have,” she gasps, spreading her legs wider. She clutches the back of the chair and presses her back firm into it.
I remain kneeling between her legs and go in for seconds, sweeping my tongue up her center. She calls out my name; I’ll have to put a hand over her mouth if these moans get any louder in case we wake the kids.
She tastes sweeter than syrup, and her natural fragrance awakens me the same way freshly ground coffee does in the morning. It appeals to my senses.
Piper can erect boundaries and appear harder than she did nine years ago, but she can’t change how she makes me feel. And when I’m between her legs, I’m insatiable.
“Bend over,” I order, scooping a hand under her lower back to help get her in position. “Actually, no.” Keeping a good hold of her, I tear the chair away and bring her over the desk. “I want you here.”
She leans over the desk like a good girl and arches her back nice and strong for me.
My belt jingles as I unbuckle my pants. I unloop it and toss it aside, and then unzip the fly of my jeans. My cock has been ready for her for quite some time. I hold it in my hand and massage the length a few times, which in itself shoots me close to orgasm.
The sight of her bent over my desk, ass up, zaps another thousand volts through me. I have to contain myself.
“Please,” Piper moans. “Don’t make the lady wait.”
I spank her ass cheek and watch it glow red.
She squeals excitedly, and shoves her ass into my cock, begging for another.
I spank the twin cheek and earn another delightful moan from her. But after that, it’s impossible to tease myself when her pussy is right there, begging for me to enter.
I plunge into her warmth and we both moan together. Immediately I feel like finishing, but I hold off and go slow to make sure she gets her climax first.
It doesn’t feel too far away. Her walls are already pressing in on my cock, throbbing with pleasure.
I withdraw and thrust myself back into her with force. The wooden desk shakes, same as her ass cheeks that hit my lower stomach with each thrust. I don’t remember her ass being this round and firm. It claps against my stomach as we increase the pace, adding to the symphony of moans that she’s singing.
I press my palm over her sweet mouth before she moans any louder. “Careful, princess. Better not wake the kids.”
“I can’t help it,” she fires back, shoving her ass back onto my cock.
I reach up underneath her and run my palms over her breasts. I’ve been in such a frenzy to devour her that I forgot all about her nipples and how sensitive they used to be, even to the softest of touches.
Those moans creep louder again as soon as I graze the nub. I render the nipple even harder between my fingertips and move on to its twin.
I grab one of her supple breasts and use it as momentum to carry my thrusts. Bearing a child has enhanced their size. There’s even more to grab than before.
And it’s pushing me even closer to the edge.
“Fuck, Caleb,” Piper says, heaving. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“I want you to come, princess. Hard. I want you to release all of that sexual tension that’s been boiling up inside of you. And I want you to let me feel all of you.”
Her walls contract around my cock, an orgasm spilling out of her. I press my hand over her mouth again to silence the screams before they have a chance to hit the air.
