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The moment got intense in a heartbeat.
“What are we doing?” Cora whispered.
“No clue. But it feels more right than anything I’ve ever done,” Pipe said solemnly.
Cora couldn’t argue that point because she felt the same.
She felt his cock twitch against her and looked down, surprised to see he was getting hard again.
“Already?” she asked incredulously as she shifted over him, caressing him with her still soaking-wet pussy.
“Apparently,” Pipe said dryly. “Put me in and ride me.”
Cora mock frowned at him. “Bossy. Maybe I don’t want to.”
“You do,” Pipe said with a cheeky grin.
She did. She totally did. Without another word, Cora went up on her knees and reached for Pipe’s dick. She notched it between her legs and sank down.
They both gasped.
“Seriously, if I could live here I would,” Pipe told her.
Cora giggled.
Pipe let out a sexy little moan. “Bloody hell, woman. I felt that on my dick.”
Which made Cora laugh harder.
But laughter quickly gave way to more moans when Pipe’s thumb began to rub her clit, and his other hand came up to palm one of her breasts.
“Ride me, love. Hard and fast. Let me fill you up again.”
And just like that, Cora’s belly clenched. How could dirty words be so damn sexy? But she didn’t complain, she simply did as he asked, and as she wanted. Rode him until she orgasmed, and until he lost it again, shooting his load deep inside her just as he promised.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
Pipe woke up and knew exactly where he was, who was lying in his arms, and what they’d done. All night.
They’d slept for a bit, then woke up and made love again. He’d never been so ravenous for anyone. Honestly, he was surprised he’d been able to get it up as many times as he had. Without a doubt, he wouldn’t be able to do that every night, but for their first time, he was pleased that he’d been able to pleasure Cora as much as he had.
Looking down, he saw the mark she’d made on his chest. It was red and blotchy, and easy to see even with the tattoos under and around it. She was pressed against his side, one arm over his chest, one leg over his thigh, and she was drooling a little against his bare skin.
Closing his eyes, Pipe wished they could stay there forever. Wanted this every morning for the rest of his life.
Even as he had the thought, Cora stirred against him. Pipe waited for her to realize where she was and what they’d done. He wasn’t sure if she’d be embarrassed, or if she’d maybe pretend that it was no big deal. But that wasn’t true. Something bighadhappened.
Pipe had fallen head over heels in love.
“Morning,” she mumbled as she snuggled closer.
For a moment, Pipe was surprised. Pleasantly so. He tightened his hold around her back and pressed her harder against him. “Morning,” he returned.
She sighed then. “I needed that. You,” she said.
Pipe nodded and turned to kiss the top of her head. “Me too.”
“But we need to get up and get Operation Get-Lara-Away-From-Those-Wankers started.”
