Page 99 of Never and Always
When she rolled her eyes at me, I took that as a sign she was feeling a little better.
“Do you want something to eat? I can order us something.”
She shook her head. “This was enough. I…couldn’t manage anything else.”
“Then into bed.”
I got her under the covers, then headed out to turn off the fireplace and the lights. When I got back to the bedroom, I slid into the bed on the other side. She instantly pressed into me.
“Sleep now.” I pressed my face to her hair.
She shook her head and I felt one of her hands drifting down my stomach.
I grabbed her wrist. “Piper…”
“I need you.” She tipped her face up.
“You need sleep.”
“I need you more.”
Those words arrowed into me. A week ago, I knew it was something she wouldn’t have said to anyone. I let her take my mouth. There was a hint of something in her kiss, like she was trying to erase the day, trying to outrun whatever emotions were coursing through her.
I didn’t care. Whatever she needed, I’d give it to her. I’d be her port in the storm.
I rolled her under me and took the kiss deeper. Her nails dug into my back and she moaned into my mouth.
It was too late for me.
I was in love with Piper and I couldn’t pull back, even if I wanted to.
If I said the words, I knew she’d panic, or look at me with shock, or worse, sympathy. I couldn’t say them out loud. I let my hands slide down her body, tracing her curves. But I could show her.
I could make as many memories as I could, so I had them to hold onto when she was gone.
Our kisses got heated. I shoved the covers out of my way, then slid my hands behind her knees. I pushed her legs up and out and listened to her husky gasp. Then I buried my face in her pretty, slick pussy.
“Everett.” Her hands sank into my hair, tugging hard. I licked her and she rocked her hips against mouth.
I drank in the taste of her, stabbing my tongue deep, loving every needy sound she made.
She was getting close, and so was I. I needed to be inside her.
I reared up and grabbed a condom.
“Hurry,” she panted.
I rolled it on my throbbing cock. Need was riding me hard, and with no skill or finesse, I pinned her to the bed. I’d wanted to be romantic, to go slow.
That wasn’t an option anymore.
I was inside her in an instant.
“God,yes.” She arched into me, her nails digging into my arms.
Her pussy clenched on my cock. I slid an arm around her to keep her in place, my other arm resting on the bed so I didn’t crush her. Then I thrust into her—hard, rough, and fast.
As I rode her, I kept my gaze locked on her flushed face. I tilted my hips and she cried out. Her nails scratched down my back and I fucked her harder. Her gaze never left mine.
