“Earth to Cash.”
Piper is snapping her fingers in front of my face.
“Sorry.”
“Areyouokay?” she asks me.
“Me? He’s the one that was trying to embarrass you in front of everyone.”
“He has small dick syndrome. He has to make up for it somehow.” She shrugs a shoulder.
Her words have me bursting into laughter. “Damn, Princess. You’re brutal.”
“I mean, have you seen his dick?” She holds her fingers a few inches apart, nothing sizable. “There isn’t much to work with there.”
“Is this how you talk about all your boyfriends’ dicks?” I ask, quirking a brow at her. I lean my ass against the massage table.
Piper takes a tentative step toward me. “Not everyone.”
“No?”
Is she talking about me now?
“I haven’t talked about yours.”
This is a conversation I shouldn’t have started. Two minutes after kissing Piper and my brain is mush.
“Because you don’t have any clue what you’re dealing with.”
Her eyes flit down to my crotch, and I know she’s thinking about it now.
Just like I am.
I don’t know if all that sweetness could handle my pierced dick. How long it gets when I’m hard. Kind of like now—just thinking about her taking it.
“Think you could handle it? Handle my cock?”
Piper’s eyes snap to meet mine. She doesn’t flinch at my words. Hmm. Maybe she could handle it.
“Guess we’ll never know.”
Piper bounds out of the training room in a whiff of perfume that goes straight to my groin.
Fuck. I rub the heel of my hand over my dick to try and stave off coming in my pants.
The Princess has cast her spell over me. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to break it.
Chapter Twelve
PIPER
Piper
You still coming over tonight?
Cash
I’m not much of a baker
