When We Fall (Take the Fall, #2)(42)

“You can ask me anything,” I promise.

A shaky breath leaves her. “Are we dating…exclusively? I’m not very experienced with this sort of thing and it feels silly to refer to you as my boyfriend.”

I know it cost her to ask. Piper is the most softhearted person I know, and the fact that she wants to give me hers, that she wants to give me every part of her, is both humbling and an aphrodisiac.

Tenderly, I brush back a lock of hair and sit on the edge of the bed with her in my lap. “We are exclusive.” I kiss the tip of her nose. “You are mine.” I kiss her cheek. “I’m yours. We’re lovers.” I kiss her mouth and she gasps a little. “This hot body belongs to me and only me.” I cup her breasts, rubbing my thumbs against them and eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her. “These are mine.” Sliding a hand down the side of her sexy body, I curve my hand around her ass. “Mine.”

Piper takes my hand from her ass and puts it between her legs, to where she’s hot and—f*ck me good—wet. “Yours?”

“Absolutely.” I cover her mouth with mine, shoving my tongue inside in a show of possessiveness. There will be no future doubt for her about us.

Slowly, to give her time to change her mind, I pull my shirt up and over my head, then unbutton my jeans and shove them down. I keep my boxer briefs on, though.

Her eyes zero in on my chest. I run my hand down the center of it and become more than a little aroused at how her gaze follows.

She licks her lips. “I want to touch you.”

Taking that as a sign that she hasn’t changed her mind, I say, “You can do whatever you want. This body belongs to you. Put your hands on me, your sexy as f*ck mouth…nothing’s off-limits.” Taking the rapidly spreading blush that pinkens her skin into consideration, she wholeheartedly approves of my answer. Dipping my head, I press my mouth to her neck and lick her there. A groan rumbles from my chest before I can stop it. “You are so f*cking sweet.”

The first tentative brush of her fingers on my skin makes my body jerk, but I force myself to stay completely still while she explores. It’s been two weeks since we touched each other like this, but it feels more like two years.

“You’re so hard. So many muscles and tattoos.” She leans up slightly and kisses the center of my chest. “So many places to explore.”

“Explore away.”

She takes me at my word and pushes me down onto the bed, then sits up on me. Her breasts lightly bounce and I can’t help but cup them again…can’t stop myself from licking each pink nipple. She gasps, her head falling back while her dark hair caresses the tops of my thighs.

I want to go slowly with her, but the feel of her hands on my body combined with the rocking of her hips is driving me to the point of no return.

Unable to take it anymore, I flip her onto her back and get rid of my boxer briefs. My cock is hard, precum leaks from the head, and she leans up to taste me there. With a groan, I push her back down.

“First things first,” I reach for the drawer beside the bed and get out her inhaler. “Open for me.”

Her lips part and I slowly push the inhaler inside and squeeze the trigger. Her eyes close as the meds do their work and I count. My fingers wander down her stomach to her mound, slipping inside her * as I say ten. She’s slick, so slick that I can add another finger without much difficulty.

She takes the inhaler from me and tosses it across the room, then grabs the condom that was on the nightstand and hands it to me. I rip it open and slide it down over the length of me. Yeah, we’re clean and she’s on the pill, but I want to do everything by the book this time. Next time…we’ll do it raw.

“Now what?” she asks, her voice lovely and breathless.

In answer, I lean down and take her mouth, shoving my fingers inside her * and scissoring them over and over. I want her wet, I want her willing, and I want her to enjoy every minute of it, but the fact that she’s a virgin scares me a little.

Her hips move restlessly beneath me and her nipples become harder than ever as an orgasm rushes over her. Gently, I slip my fingers out of her and widen her thighs, positioning myself between them.

“Jase,” she whispers, clutching at my shoulders. Her knees go up, her hips now a cradle for me.

Gritting my teeth, I push the head of my cock inside of her. The fit is tight, tighter than I’ve ever had before, and I let out a groan at the feel. Of their own accord, my hips shoot forward, sending me deep, and Piper cries out.

“You okay?”

She nods. “You’re in me now.”

“No turning back.” I don’t mean physically. If she asked me to stop, I would and yeah, it would suck, but she means more to me than sex. And I f*cking love sex.

“You can move.” She runs her hands up and down my back, then settles them on my ass. “Please move, Jase.”

I rock into her and then pull back a little. She digs her nails into my skin. Cupping her hips, I fit her firmly against me, so that every movement directly hits her clitoris. I move faster and faster, her cries spurring me on.

The deeper I go, the louder she moans.

Her body stiffens under me, her inner walls milking my dick as she creams all over it. I can’t hold back; the feeling of her is too much.

With one last shove, I throw my head back and let my orgasm roll over me. It pours into her, and I can’t stop moving. The cords of my neck are strained and her nails rake down my back.