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AMbrOSE
B efore I’m fully awake, I know Piper is draped over my body. Her leg is thrown over my hips and her arm is holding my chest like she’s afraid I’m going to get away.
That’s the last thing I want. I didn’t mean for last night to get so serious.
Piper has this way of peeling back my defenses and getting to the bare bones of me.
I don’t even realize that she’s doing it, but she works her way under my skin.
And I’m somehow happy about it. Not just that, I want her to stay there. I want to expose more.
It’s still raining outside, and when thunder rumbles, Piper whimpers. It’s instinct to drag her on top of me. A second crash of thunder chases the first, and Piper sits up straight, her eyes wild and her hair a mussed fall of fire that tumbles down her back.
I sit up with her and cup her cheeks. Her eyes are glazed from sleep, startled, and fearful.
“Hey,” I shush her. “It’s okay. I’m right here.”
She’s breathing hard, as though she just sprinted a mile.
“Just look at me. You’re safe. I’m here.”
“You’re hard,” Piper whispers, her blue eyes hypnotizing as she stares at me.
“It’s morning.” I shrug it off, but really, it’s her. The way her lush body feels on top of me. The sleepy look on her face. Piper is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I don’t know how she grows more ethereal every day. It’s as if that’s her magic and I’m under her spell.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” Piper shifts, as though she’s going to move off of me, but I drop my hands to her hips and hold her firmly in place.
“Where are you going?” I don’t actually know what I’m doing. I just know that I don’t want to let Piper scramble out of this room and pretend like there’s not something electric between us.
“Stay here. It’s still storming.” I don’t care if it’s morning; the rain is keeping the sky dark. Nothing sounds as good as staying in bed for a few more hours.
Piper’s hands rest on mine. I think she’s going to push my hold away, but then she slides her fingers up my arm. This woman continues to surprise me at every turn.
I’m holding my breath. Piper’s lips are parted, and she leans in to kiss me.
Her breath paints my lips. I almost forget my curse.
I almost say fuck it. The temptation to kiss her is so strong, I have to fight it with every fiber of my being.
At the last second, I turn my face and her lips land on my cheek.
“I can’t,” I murmur as I drag my mouth across her jaw.
Piper’s forehead falls to my shoulder, and she shudders. “Maiden, Mother, Crone. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I placate her, but it’s really not. We both need to do better at remembering what it means to kiss me. I’ve never had such a damn problem forgetting. I’ve never wanted to kiss someone as badly as I want to kiss Piper.
I leave a damp path of kisses along her throat, and her head rolls back.
“I thought we had a deal?” Piper pants as I scrape my teeth across the skin where her shoulder and neck meet.
“What deal?” I play dumb and guide her hips until she’s rocking against my aching cock.
“Three months. We weren’t going to have sex for three months.”
“I said with other people. You need to brush up on your bargaining, Pipes.”
Piper squeals as I flip her over and onto her back. She grins up at me and all of the darkness that's been plaguing her for the past day is replaced by bright giggles.
“You might as well be wearing a snowsuit. What is all this?” I grin down at her.
She’s in a pair of baggy sweats, thick socks, and an oversized sweatshirt.
I’m very pleased to see that it’s my sweatshirt.
I pick up her foot, peel off her sock, and toss it over my shoulder.
The second one quickly follows the first. I press a kiss to the arch of her foot and then her ankle.
Piper laughs and tugs her foot away, but I hold tight.
“Fine, I guess I need access to more skin.”
I hook my fingers in the waist of her pants, giving her time to stop me.
Piper sucks on her bottom lip, but she doesn’t tell me no.
I reveal her skin inch by inch, pressing a kiss to each patch as I reveal it.
The soft swell of her stomach, the crease where her thigh meets her hip, the side of her knee, and then her pants are gone.
I push her sweatshirt up just as slowly, revealing creamy flesh inch by inch.
I press a kiss to her navel, another just under her ribs, in the valley between her full breasts.
Piper sighs and arches her back, and then the shirt is gone.
She’s a nymph from a painting. Botticelli’s Venus. A goddess of spring.
“You’re so lovely,” I murmur before tracing my tongue over a taut nipple and sucking it into my mouth. Piper’s hands thread through my hair, her fingernails scraping over the nape of my neck. Her thighs drop open, and her body cradles mine. Sadly, I’m still wearing my pants.
I cup her other breast and squeeze the nipple while continuing to lavish attention on the first with my mouth.
Moving down her body, I leave a trail of damp kisses across her stomach, down below her belly button, and then I settle between her spread thighs.
Piper’s eyes are overly bright as she watches me dip my head.
She moans as my tongue licks up a path from her entrance to her clit.
Her fingers tighten in my hair and her hips lift off the bed, chasing for more, but I press her down with my hands, holding her in place as I dive down and feast.
Her body trembles beneath my hands as I lick and suck and swirl my tongue around her clit. I slide a finger inside her and quickly add a second. She’s so wet she drips all over my fingers.
“This is all for me?” I lift my hand to show her, before sucking her off my fingers.
Piper’s grip tightens in my hair, and I grin as I lower my head back down and continue my meal.
Piper shouts, and her body starts shaking as her orgasm tears through her. Fuck, she’s amazing. I continue sucking until she pulls my head by my hair and whispers, “Enough.”
She lifts her leg and presses the ball of her foot against my shoulder and pushes me back. I sit up on my knees. Is she pissed? Should I not have done that?
Piper sits up. Her cheeks are flushed, and her hair is a mess. She looks like a wild fae creature.
“Lay down.” Her voice is husky.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” I groan at her command and immediately obey.
Piper bites at her bottom lip as she stares down at me.
She mimics my moves from earlier and hooks her fingers in the waist of my pants and pulls them down.
My hard cock springs free, and she sucks in a sharp breath.
I help kick off my pants, and then Piper’s mouth is an inch from my shaft.
Piper lifts her gaze, her mouth perched over my dick, so close I feel her warm breath. “Tell me if I do something wrong.” Her cheeks become a brighter pink. “I’ve never done this before.”
My dick twitches. Why is that such a fucking turn-on?
“Do whatever you want to me. Lick it, suck it, just don’t chomp down.”
Piper laughs.
“You can use your hand too.”
Piper wraps her fingers around my dick, that’s somehow even harder now, and pumps experimentally while she licks the crown.
I don’t care if she’s never done this before.
This is the best blowjob I’ve ever had, and she’s barely touched me.
It doesn’t take long before she gets brave.
Her mouth is everywhere, her tongue licking up and down my shaft.
Maybe it’s just because it’s her or her damn enthusiasm for the task, but within minutes, I’m so close to blowing my load that I pull her off.
She makes a disappointed sound that nearly has me coming all over her chest.
“Was it not good?” she asks breathlessly, wiping the saliva from her chin.
“Too fucking good,” I say through a groan, picking her up and spinning her, pinning her back to the bed. I press her down with the weight of my body, and she makes a soft, contented sound.
That might be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.
“I want to come inside you,” I whisper in her ear, and she shivers. She draws her legs up and wraps them around my waist. Our bodies fit like two pieces of a puzzle perfectly made to slot together.
I shift my hips, sliding my throbbing dick through her slick folds. She squirms beneath me as I rub my shaft against her clit. Sweat beads on my brow and my arms are shaking.
“I need to be inside you.” I suck on the skin of her neck, and she lifts her chin, giving me more access. Her fingers dig into my ass as she pulls me closer.
“Yes. Please.”
With those words, I shift my hips and drive deep inside her. Piper cries out, her hips lifting to meet mine as I fuck her with a frenzy I’ve never experienced before. I need to be deeper, to fuck her until I’m imprinted inside her.
The sounds of our bodies colliding, the pounding of my heart, the smell of her soft springtime scent wrapping around me are heady.
Even my magic is glowing in my chest. It’s so powerful that sparks flare around the room with the illusions I can’t contain.
Piper’s eyes are shut, otherwise she would probably be freaked the fuck out.
I didn’t even think of warning her because this has only ever happened once before. The day we got married.
I’m so close, my orgasm barreling up my spine and nearly undoing me.
But I need Piper to come first. I pull out and her eyes fly open.
There’s no time for her to question me, though, because I flip her over and haul her hips up into the air.
The sound she makes when I slide back into her has my balls tightening.
I pound into her, her lush ass jiggling so beautifully that I squeeze it and give it a light smack.
She clenches around my dick and, fuck, I’m going to lose it.
“Piper. I need you to come,” I bark out. “Rub your clit.”
Her fingers immediately move between her thighs, brushing against my dick as I plunge in and out of her soaked pussy.
“Now, Piper. Come now.”
As if on command, her body clamps down on my cock, and she starts to shake. Her eyes fly open, and her mouth opens on a silent cry.
“Oh fuck.” I stop moving, horrified by what I’ve just done. “I didn’t mean to command you.”
“No, don't stop. Don’t stop. It’s okay. It’s fine.” Piper’s breaths are ragged, and she’s still shuddering beneath me.
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
Piper groans as she reaches her hand around, fingers digging into my hip as she pulls me closer and backs her ass into me. “Don’t you dare stop.”
There’s one split second where I debate if I’m a horrible person, but then Piper’s fucking me from underneath, and I’m lost.
I’ll have a talk with my conscience later.
I sink deep inside, rolling my hips one more time before I come with a hoarse cry.
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