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The rational part of me said that this was too soon and that we should wait. But I didn’t listen. When Piper accused me of being jealous of the twins, I almost yelled that I had every right to be jealous of them. Knowing she spent weeks with them fucking her, how the hell could I not be jealous? But then I saw the pain hidden behind her eyes and the wobble of her chin, and I closed up completely.
Now she was beneath me.
Wet. Ready. And all fucking mine.
I reached into my jeans and pulled out my cock. It had been so long since I had an orgasm, I knew I wouldn’t last but right now, I didn’t give a shit. This was all for her. Every inch. Every throbbing vein. It belonged to Piper and only Piper.
With my tongue deep in her mouth, I swallowed her moans and inched a hand up her inner thigh before hooking a finger into the crotch of her panties. Her breath caught, the kiss becoming frantic.
Yeah, baby. It’s fucking time.
With a rough tug, I ripped the thin fabric from her body.
Before either of us could say no and that this wasn’t the right time, I pulled her farther beneath me and lined the tip of my cock up with her soaked center.
Piper lifted her leg, wrapping it around my waist, giving me the only invitation I needed.
In one smooth thrust, I was deep inside her.
She cried out, arching beneath me.
As much as I knew I should have gone slow, it had been way too long that I couldn’t. My hips quickened, my length pulsing and swelling inside of her. Her pussy was so damn hot, it took everything in me not to come right away.
She ran her hands down my back and into my jeans. Cupping my ass, she pulled me forward, taking exactly what she wanted from me.
Releasing her mouth, I wrapped a hand around her jaw and tilted her head back. Her dark eyes locked on mine. Her hips met me thrust for every powerful thrust.
Needing her orgasm, I picked up speed and gripped the arm of the couch. Pulling out until just the tip of my cock was in her, I thrust forward, slamming every inch into her swollen body.
She screamed, her thighs shaking.
Good girl. Give me more, baby. I want them all. Every orgasm.
Licking along her mouth, I slipped my tongue inside and devoured the hell out of it.
She broke the kiss, arching beneath me. “Faster.”
Slipping from her body, I grabbed her waist and flipped her onto her stomach. I pulled her to all fours before thrusting back inside her.
Piper cried out, slamming her ass back against me. It was hard, rough, and bordered on violent, but it was everything that made up us.
I knew then that this was only the beginning and my feelings for her would only get stronger as time wore on.
Piper
“I wasn’t expecting that,” I murmured, running my finger in circles along Jaron’s nipple.
He kissed my temple, wrapped his arm around my middle, and snuggled his face into the crook of my neck. It had been something he did often. It made me wonder if it calmed him in a way.
It was an hour later, and we were still on the couch. My leggings were still on one leg only, my torn panties were on the floor, and I could feel his cum dripping out of me. But it was perfect and needed.
Jaron’s jeans were still undone but he had stuffed his cock away after he came inside me. The dark treasure trail ran from his belly button to what laid beneath his jeans.
His hold on me tightened.
I expected him to say something dirty, but he hadn’t said anything. Not even during sex. I wasn’t sure why, but it bothered me.
“Talk to me,” he murmured, the deep vibrato of his voice rumbling through me.
“I don’t know what to say,” I whispered, turning away from him.
“Tell me how you feel.”
“I like this. Being with you. Being in your arms again.” I cupped his cheek. “I like getting to know you.”
“I like this too.” He turned his head, kissing my open palm. “Jail didn’t start out that bad. Besides being away from you, it was manageable. But over the weeks that followed, word got out who I was.” He kissed my shoulder. “As much as it sucked, like I said before, Piper, I would have done anything to get home to you.”
Placing a hard peck on his mouth, I tried with everything in me to let him know how I appreciated what he had done for me.
“I’m going to go get cleaned up, check on Brynn, and then head to bed.” I kissed him one last time before sitting up. “Thank you for this though.” I pulled my leggings back on and slipped the tank top up and over my head. “Join me?”
“Of course.” He grabbed my hand when I went to walk away and turned me toward him. He lifted my shirt, placing a soft peck on my stomach. “Did you have any depression or anything?”
My heart jumped. “Postpartum depression?”
He nodded.
“No. I was lucky that way. That had been one of my fears because you weren’t here, and I couldn’t see you. But I was fine.” I pushed my fingers through his hair.
He leaned his forehead against me and took a deep breath. “I’m glad.”
“Me too,” I whispered.
Jaron stood, grabbed a hold of my hand, and brought it up to his mouth. His dark eyes never strayed from mine. They looked into the deepest parts of me. The parts that had only ever been his.
Stepping away from him, I led him to our bedroom. While we both got ready for bed, I could still feel him inside of me. All throughout me.
“Tonight was amazing,” I told him, slipping into bed after getting pajamas on.
“It was.” He joined me, pulling the covers up and over us before pulling me down and into his arms.
“I just want you to know that I understand if things can’t go back to the way they were. I mean, you changed. Not that it’s a bad thing, I just want you to know that I get it.” I scrubbed a hand down my face. “I’m not making sense.”
“I get it, baby. I’m still him but I’m not. Yes, I changed but I think I became stronger because of it, just like you have as well.”
“I don’t feel strong half the time,” I confessed.
“I get that too.” He cupped my cheek, turning my head to meet his stare. “As much as I may have changed, my feelings for you have not. It’s like being away for all of this time, only made them become more intense.”
“I agree.”
“We do have to take this one day at a time though, baby. That’s all we can do. That’s all we have.” He kissed me softly on the lips. “I wish I could tell you that you’ll get that man back. The one who went to jail for you. The one you fell in love with. But you won’t. Not completely anyway. The only thing I can promise is that I will be the best man for you. Do you understand me?”
I swallowed hard at the mere intensity rolling off of him. “I understand.”
“Good.” He hugged me closer.
“One day at a time,” I repeated, a yawn trembling through me.
“One day at a time,” he murmured in my hair, pulling me against him.
I agreed with him but at the same time, I felt like that one day would turn into a lifetime.
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