Page 54 of Too Fast To Fall
A heartbeat later, he swept her hair aside, his chest pressed against her back, and she felt a soft and gentle touch at thenape of her neck. It was barely perceptible. So much so she would have questioned whether she was imagining it if Emilio wasn’talready in bed with her. Then the touch moved lower, and she realized it was his lips. There was warmth from his breath. Tinglingfrom the slightest brush of his tongue. Her nerve endings bubbled to life. Anticipation turned every inhale to a shudder.Electricity zipped beneath her skin. The kisses became more firm... and she couldn’t help it... she quietly hummed herapproval. She arched her back. Whatever Emilio was starting right now, she approved.
His warm body pressed into her. Her ass. The backs of her thighs.Emilio.His fingers started at her shoulder then ran down to her elbow, back and forth, light as air, just like the first kisseson her neck. Piper’s eyes drifted shut, then fluttered with the sensation.
“Is this okay?” he whispered into her ear.
“Mmm-hmm,” was all she could manage, her mind running wild with where this was going. She pressed back against his chest,and his hand slipped beneath her cami at her hip, then slid up along her stomach until he reached her breast.
“I hated not being able to touch you last night.” His voice was quiet, but rough, delivered right into her ear.
“Me, too.” She was a huge fan of Grandma’s house, but she was really looking forward to the motorhome stay for the race, wherethey could be alone. And at least a little bit loud.
He rubbed delicate circles against the very tip of her nipple, around and around, while he pressed his erection against herass. Then he kissed the side of her neck, his mouth wet and hot.Heavendidn’t begin to describe it—she’d passed beyond to some higher plane of existence. Tension coiled tightly in her thighs.She thought she might come from this alone... Then he moved his hand down her stomach and into the front of her panties.
“I thought about you last night,” he whispered, his voice so low and quiet it was more a vibration than a sound.
She found it hard to swallow. “You did?”
He slipped his fingers between her folds, then back up to her clit, rubbing it in perfect circles. Over and over again. “Ithought about everything we get to do when we’re alone again.”
She could hardly believe what he was saying. That he was fantasizing about her. Her breath caught in her throat. “Oh.”
“Do you like that idea?” he asked, straight into her ear.
“Yes,” she managed, her breaths getting shorter and shorter with every pass of his fingers. The pressure was immense, twistedtight between her legs, taking grip of her thighs. And then it unraveled, and she came with so much force she had to clampher lips shut to keep from screaming.
Emilio slowed his touch, kissing the side of her face and her neck, and humming. “I love that sound you just made.”
Meanwhile, Piper struggled for words. What was English, anyway, aside from her native language? Just a bunch of symbols throwntogether to make sounds. That was how little her brain was working right now. The orgasm had beenthatintense.
“Are you okay?” Emilio laughed quietly, then kissed her neck.
She nodded, then rolled over and delivered a real kiss, straight to his perfect lips. His stubble scratched at her chin andcheeks. “I’m amazing. That was incredible. And it’s your turn now.”
“Nope. I’m good.” He kissed her, then rolled away and climbed out of bed. “We need to get going. We should be on the roadsoon and I’d love to grab a cup of coffee downstairs.” He reached for the doorknob.
“But your...” She pointed in the direction of his crotch.
“Cock?”
“You have a pretty serious erection. I could feel it against my ass when you were doing... whatever it was you just did.”
He leaned against the door frame for a second. “I made you come, Piper. And this isn’t a tit-for-tat situation. I’ll be fine.I’ll get in the shower, and it’ll go away.” He stepped back over to the bed and leaned down to kiss her. “All I wanted todo was make you happy.” In a flash, he slipped into the hall.
Piper sat on the edge of the bed, her feet dangling a few inches above the floor. “Well, damn. That was hot.” As if Emilioneeded to be any more amazing. He didn’t. But he’d gone ahead and done it anyway. She hadn’t felt this sexy or appreciatedever. It made her heart swell to twice its size.
She followed Emilio’s cue and took a quick shower, putting her hair up in a bun. Judging by the strength of the sun outside,it was going to be another hot day, so she put on a tank top and a long flowing skirt and a pair of sneakers, then tossedher stuff into her bag and met Emilio downstairs.
“Good morning, Mama Ximena,” she said to his grandmother, who stood at the stove. “Morning, Emilio.” Seated at the kitchentable, he delivered the most devilish grin. What had just happened upstairs was such a delicious secret between them. Herheart flipped in her chest at the thought.
“Good morning, Piper,” Ximena said. “The coffeepot is half-full. The mugs are in the cabinet. Cream and sugar on the table.”
“Thank you.” Piper helped herself to a cup.
“Did you sleep well?” Ximena asked.
For a moment, Piper had to wonder if Emilio’s grandmother had heard them. She prayed she hadn’t. “Best night’s sleep in along time.” Except for perhaps the night after the first time she and Emilio had sex. She hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep thatnight, but the hours she did sneak in were especially deep.
“Wonderful. Breakfast is just about ready.”
