Page 37 of Full Court Press

I’d never felt this way about any woman I’d dated, fucked, or just chilled with. I needed my moms, Drew, or my nana to make sense of this for me because I was ready to give Piper anything she asked of me.

As I bullied my way through her wet tunnel, I knew there was no other place I’d rather be than in this moment with her.

Her body locked around me once I broke through the first barrier, and her nails dug into the flesh on my back.

“Sss, ooww, shit!” she cried out softly. I slipped my tongue in her mouth and slowly wound my hips to loosen her up more. The more I slipped through, the deeper her fingernails went into my flesh. We were both feeling pain and pleasure in this moment, and once I finally reached the bottom, we both let out an audible sound.

I had to pause for a moment so I wouldn’t cum fast. The way her pussy hugged my dick was too intense for me not to take a pause.

“Fuck, Pipe,” I groaned. “You good?” She nodded, and I licked her tears away. “Use your words, baby.”

“Y-yes. I’m good. Keep going.”

I obliged and rocked inside of her, feeling her body loosening with each thrust of my hips. It wasn’t long before her palms were on my ass, and I was gliding my way to her heart. Once I gained my rhythm, I had her legs in the crooks of my arms, giving her love strokes while her pretty face contorted into pleasure.

Right then, I knew this thing between us was signed, sealed, and fucking solidified.

Later That Morning . . .

Piper and I woke up this morning, showered, fucked again, washed, dressed, and had breakfast with my nana and Kiy before we got ready to head back to campus. Nana could sense the change between us because neither one of us could stop smiling at each other whenever our eyes met.

Yeah, I was simping hard.

I didn’t care, however. Piper was beautiful inside and out, and just thinking about what happened this morning had me ready to skip class and take her on a shopping spree.

And I was going to do just that.

I could afford to miss a day of school, and there was no practice today, so I was good. Just watching her holding my baby, cooing at her and smiling, touched something inside of me. Nia rarely held Kiy. The only time she’d hold her was when she cried. There were no elongated stares or looks of adoration with her.

It broke my heart because I wanted Nia to be present in our daughter’s life and give her the love she deserved. But, as of last week, I was slowly detaching myself from that narrative. It was clear she didn’t want to be here for our baby, and I would stop trying to force it with her.

“Let’s play hooky today,” I told Piper while I dressed Kiy in her room.

“Normally, I’d say no, but I’m curious as to what you have in mind today.”

“Nothing major.” That was all I was willing to offer her. I knew if I told her I was about to spoil her, she would protest. Women like Piper were too independent and wouldn’t be receptive to anyone doing anything for them. I sensed that about her the moment we interacted. She was headstrong and strong-willed, so if I told her, the plan would backfire, and I’d be disappointed.

Her lips twisted as she eyed me through the slits of her eyes. “Mmhmm.”

I chuckled. “Don’t stress, baby. Just tell me you rolling, and I got you.”

“What about missing classwork? That’s going to be so much work to make up.”

“Do you know who your man is?”

“Obviously one with a great mouth and stupendous penis.”

I laughed hard as hell and pulled her to me. “That’s right, baby. Stroke ya man’s ego.”

“As if your ego needs any more stroking.”

“I got something for you to stroke.” I grabbed a handful of her ass and kissed her neck.

“Right now?” she asked, grabbing my dick through my joggers.

I smirked. “We gotta go. I got you when we get back.” I could see the salacious smile grace her lips and wanted to cancel the plans to get back in her shit.

This shit wasn’t going to be healthy for me. Not only was I now obsessed, but I also had to protect her from the heathens of True State University.