When We Fall (Take the Fall, #2)(61)

“Here, kitten.” I take her hands and lead her to the bed.

“It’s beautiful. I feel like a bride on my wedding night.” She blushes. “I know that’s what I am, but this…the candles…the bed…you…” She takes a shaky breath and smiles at me so tenderly that my heart lurches in my chest. “I’m ready for tonight.”

Since I’m wearing nothing but boxer briefs, I let go of her hand and hook my thumbs into the waistband, quickly divesting myself of them. She climbs up on the bed, giving me flashes of her enticing ass and pink *.

I climb in after her. The bed is a ridiculously tall? four-poster rice bed—according to the lady who rented the cottage to us. Apparently, that’s a selling point, but I’m so hard and ready for Piper that a bunk bed would work for me.

“How do you want me?” she asks, sitting so primly with her legs to one side. Her hands are clasped in her lap, and I check to make sure her knuckles aren’t white.

Assured that she’s relaxed, I tip up her chin and say, “Like the first time, baby. On your back. I want to look at you when you come the first time.”

She lies back on the bed, a f*cking vision of perfection in the candlelight. I lower myself between her thighs but keep my weight on my forearms, which rest on either side of her.

I carefully frame her face with my hands. “I love you, Mrs. Simmons.”

Her lashes flutter to her cheeks and then her eyes open. “I love you, Mr. Simmons.”

Time seems to slow down as I kiss and caress her body, as I touch her everywhere and follow my fingers with my mouth until she’s shaking and moaning my name. My only thought is to make this better than ever for her. Better than the first time and better than the last time.

Her neck arches, a slim column begging to be bit, and I give in to that urge, sinking my teeth into her skin. Her hips bump up against mine, my cock rubbing against her *.

“Please, Jase,” she whimpers, her head thrashing back and forth as I suck on her nipples through the flimsy material of her nightie. “I want you inside of me.”

I grab the base of my cock and squeeze, relieving the building pressure slightly, before I slowly work my way inside of her, inch by glorious inch. As soon as I’m balls deep, she squeezes me and I curse.

“Tight and wet,” is all I can say before she fuses her mouth to mine. I work my cock in and out of her, taking my time. I use every bit of experience I have to keep my orgasm at bay and to make her writhe beneath me.

But I don’t want her mindless. I want her to know who’s making love to her. Gradually, I pick up my pace until the headboard is slamming against the wall and Piper is moaning so loudly that I can’t hear my own thoughts. Her breasts bounce, hard nipple scraping against my skin. I reach between us, flicking her clit with my thumb, and she starts to come, her inner muscles milking me hard.

My eyes open wide and I strain against the biting urge to come with her, but it’s not time. This is for her, not me. Suddenly, I feel her fingers on my ass, dipping between my cheeks and stroking me. She bites my shoulder.

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“Holy—” I groan as my orgasm shoots down my spine and straight into her *. I come so hard that I have to grab the headboard instead of her. My knuckles crack as I pound into her for all I’m worth, as I pour every bit of me into her. Passion. Love. Desire. I don’t want this moment to end. The way we’re joined…the way she takes every thrust. It’s f*cking perfection.

My hips finally slow of their own volition and I let out a ragged breath. As I crash back to earth, I let go of the headboard and lower myself onto her, while keeping most of my weight on my arms. I nuzzle her throat while my heart feels as though it’s about to slam out of my chest.

“Jase,” she sighs, and I smile against her skin.

“Here, baby.”

“That was perfect.”

She’s perfect. I roll onto my back, taking her with me. Our skin is slick and the air smells like sex. I stroke the curve of her waist. Her long dark hair tickles my chest as she snuggles against me.

I can’t remember the last time I felt this settled, this grounded. Have I ever felt settled?

I don’t think I have, but I love it.





Chapter 21


TWO WEEKS LATER





Jase


Finally we are back home. Purposefully, we stayed in that cottage for two weeks to make her parents sweat and to give the private investigator time. The attorney Piper hired for my defense had one on staff and supposedly he is the best out there. I’m not holding my breath, though.

Just as we walk inside our house, Piper’s phone rings and she answers it, the look on her face unreadable.

“Hello, this is Piper.”

So damn proper, I think with a grin. Wouldn’t have her any other way.

“Mr. Gibbs. It’s so good to hear from you.” She mouths the words my accountant.

“Why yes, I did get married. Thank you.”

Oh f*ck. We couldn’t keep it a secret for long, and we really weren’t planning on it, but if her accountant knows, then it stands to reason that her parents know as well.

“I have a what?” she practically shouts into the phone. Only for her a shout is a slightly raised voice.

I drop our suitcases and go to her, unsure if I should take the phone or rub her shoulders. Touching her wins.