“Fuck,” I said. “Where did you get this idea from?”
“I can have good ideas.”
“I never said it was good.”
“Do you not want me to try new things with you?” She tilted her head to the side.
“Don’t try to be cute right now. You know it always works.”
“So, give in and return the favor.”
The heat of my near orgasm was fading, and I was able to remember one thing she’d offered when posing this. I was gentle with her, but still needed her on the counter. The second she was on it, I yanked at her leggings, earning a gasp from her as I brought her pussy to my mouth.
I’d had a lot of coffee behind this counter, butnone of it tasted as good as she did. Piper’s hips moved, grinding into my mouth as she grew impossibly wetter.
“God, Theo,” she moaned from above me. Her voice was higher, and judging by her breathing, she was getting right where I wanted her. I renewed my efforts, pressing in harder. “I’m gonna ... I should?—”
Piper went to pull away, no doubt wanting to edge herself the way she had with me.
Only, I wasn’t as strong as she was when it came to stopping right at the edge. She tasted too good for me to let go. My hands tightened on her legs and I kept her close.
And she fell apart on my face.
It took her nearly a minute to catch her breath, and when she did, she peeked at me from under her arm that had been slung over her eyes.
“That wasn’t the plan.”
“I have terrible self-control. Sorry, love.”
“You didn’t date anyone else for over a decade. I would say that’s pretty good self-control.”
“Then you walked in. Now I’m a mess.”
Piper tried to pout, but a smile made its way onto her face instead. She leaned down, and I scrambled up to meet her halfway. She pressed her lips to mine once, and then again before pulling away.
“It’s hard to be mad when you’re so into me.”
“I’ll remember that for when I inevitably mess something up. Now, are you gonna keep edging me, or are you giving up already?”
“You know I never give up,” she muttered as her hand curled around my cock. I sucked in air before slotting our lips together.
I almost couldn’t focus on kissing her. Piper’s hand went from the head down to the base, soft at first. As she gainedconfidence, she added pressure until I was seeing stars again. A few times, I had to pull away to remember how to fucking breathe.
It was easy to forget when she was so close to me.
“You can tell me if I need to change anything,” she offered.
“N-no.” It took effort to say it. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
My head fell onto her shoulder as I surrendered to the feeling. I thrust forward into her hand, chasing the release I knew she wouldn’t let me have.
She stopped her movements at the perfect time and far too soon.
“This is torture,” I panted into her shoulder.
“But it’ll be worth it.”
“Why do I have a feeling this is what you do to yourself?”
