Wrapped in Lace (16 page)

“Let’s go to Charlotte and pick out which hotel we’ll stay at,” she asked quietly, like she half-expected me to say no.

It wasn’t like Piper to be needy. I wasn’t sure what had gotten into her, but it didn’t bother me. I wanted her to feel secure. I wanted to assure her that we could make this work. “Pack a bag,” I said to her. “We’ll stay the night in Charlotte.”

“Really?” she asked, sitting up slightly to look into my eyes.

“Yeah, it will be like practice for the real thing.” She crawled on top of my body and kissed me slowly, her tongue circling mine. I slid my hands to her ass and sat up so I could kiss her tits. Even in the water, I could feel the warmth between her legs.

“Let’s wait,” she whispered.

“Why?” I groaned.

“Because once we start, I won’t want to stop.” She pecked my lips and hopped out of the tub.

I watched the water slide down the peaks of her breasts. Waiting was not an option. I quickly got up and captured her in my arms. I picked her up as she giggled, carried her into her bedroom, and placed her down on her bed. “No waiting,” I said, pushing her thighs apart and sucking down on her hard.

“Drew, I. . . .” she tried to protest, but her desire was winning. Thank God, because I just wanted to enjoy her.

“I could stay between your legs all day.” She melted into my mouth. Nothing makes a guy happier than making a woman wet, and Piper never disappointed. The wetter she got, the more I wanted her. She was so beautiful glistening for me, and I couldn’t get enough. I held her thighs firmly, forcing her wide open for me, using my tongue to fuck her slowly in and out, feeling her clench around my mouth. She loved it, loved my mouth on her, loved my tongue flicking her clit, my mouth sucking down, building her up. I could tell she was close, her muscles starting to tremble slightly. “Fuck my mouth, baby.” Her back arched, forcing my tongue deeper. She came back down, and I licked her, enjoying the last of her tremors. I planted light kisses up and down her pussy and knew her craving for me was building again. I really could stay here all day, eating her, but there were just too many other ways to make her come from me. I slid up her body, anxious to bury myself deep inside her. She gripped the back of my neck and pulled my lips to hers. My tongue found hers, and I gave it a little suck.

*

PIPER

I moaned as
he gave my tongue a little suck and slipped himself inside me. I couldn’t let this happen. It was one thing to have unprotected sex when I’d unknowingly made a mistake with my pills; it was another to knowingly do it. But he felt so good.

“Can you taste yourself on me?” he asked.

This man was unbelievable and had the dirtiest mind. Of course, I could taste myself, but did we really have to discuss it? “Yes.” His dick twitched inside me, hitting the perfect spot. He wasn’t going to make this easy.

“Do you like tasting yourself on my tongue?”

I couldn’t answer that. No way was I going there.

“I love the way you taste, you’re so sweet.”

I felt myself sucking on his tongue, deepening our kiss. I’d never tasted myself before. “Taste yourself,” he whispered.

“
Mmm
,” I moaned, and my eyes flashed open. I did
not
just moan at the taste of myself. His dick twitched again, and I moaned even louder. I had to stop this. I had to get his mind off of his dick inside me. I nibbled on his lip. “Let me taste you. I want the taste of you in my mouth.” I wasn’t one to talk dirty very often, so I was surprised how natural it came. And I’d never given a blowjob before, but I wanted to taste him. His thrusts into me were getting stronger and firmer. I wasn’t sure he even heard what I’d said.

“You feel so damn good,” he groaned, pounding into me.

God, I had to stop him. I couldn’t let him finish inside me. I put my hands on his hips to halt his motion then slid my hand between my legs. I really couldn’t believe I was going to do this, but I needed him to stop. “You said you wanted to watch me.” I scooted back, forcing him out of me. I wanted to cry. I wanted him inside me.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

I put my hand on the back of his neck to direct his eyes to me. “You’re going to watch me get myself off.” I couldn’t believe what I was saying. His eyes sparked. I’d surprised him, and I could tell he was excited by the idea. “You can join me if you want.” This was going to work. Now, I just needed to enjoy it and not chicken out. I slid my hand down between my legs again as Drew gripped his dick.

*

I glanced through
the front window of the drugstore to make sure that Drew hadn’t followed me in, then hurried to the feminine aisle. Please have it, please have it! I couldn’t figure out what to do about my pills, and I wasn’t sure I should double up on the chance I was pregnant, worried that would hurt the baby. So, I thought my only option was to get a backup method of birth control that Drew wouldn’t have to know about. I made up some excuse about needing dental floss to get Drew to stop on the way to Charlotte. God, I was horrible at lying. Dental floss?

I searched the aisle, hoping they had it, and almost immediately found what I was looking for. I’d never actually used the birth control sponge before, but I’d have to figure it out fast. The box said it was good for twenty-four hours, which was good. I wouldn’t have to worry about stopping and inserting it right before. I just hoped he wouldn’t be able to feel it. I’d started back down the aisle when an array of pregnancy tests stopped my progress. I stared at the rows and rows, trying to decide if I should get one. I reached for the one in a pink box and flipped it over, reading the instructions. I’d never had a pregnancy scare before. This one said you could take it as soon as you miss your period, but I wasn’t sure I’d missed my period. I put it back and picked up the test in the blue box. Blue felt lucky.

“Piper?”

I jumped and turned around, dropping the box at his feet. “Oh, Davis, you scared me.”

He bent down and handed me back the box, his eyes the size of golf balls. “Um, are you all right?”

“What? Why?” I asked, sneaking a look out the window, hoping Drew was still in his truck. I didn’t need him coming in and seeing what I was buying or who I’d bumped into. Either way, he’d be unhappy.

Davis caressed my arm. “Piper, are you pregnant?”

I turned my eyes back to him. “
SHH
!”

He stepped closer to me, shielding the box in my hand from any prying eyes. “You are not alone with this. I’ll be there.”

My eyes welled up. If Drew hadn’t been waiting for me, I would’ve spilled my guts right there in the feminine hygiene aisle. “I can’t talk now.”

“Tell me what you need. I want to help. I’m here.” He glanced out the window then turned back to me, placing a gentle hand on my belly. “A baby, wow?”

“Davis, I’m not sure if there is a baby.”

“But if. . . .”

“Not now, ok? We can talk about this later.” I started towards the checkout.

“Piper?” Davis called out, causing me to turn around. “You can count on me. You know that, right?” I gave him a small smile, nodding my head, then headed to the front of the store.

DREW

I hung up
my cell phone, smiling. I’d managed to get a room at the nicest hotel in Charlotte, quite a surprise given it was the day after Christmas. I wanted to show Piper that we could make this work without me ever having to step foot in McAdenville again. And it seemed for the time being, Piper had moved past the things Ellie said, choosing to focus on what we were building.

I peeked through my windshield, watching her check out. She was so sweet and innocent looking. I was glad I was the only one who knew the other side of her, the side that I saw this morning. I wasn’t sure what had gotten into her. Every guy dreams of watching his girlfriend touch herself. Don’t ask me why, but he does. It’s part of the reason we look at porn, but I didn’t know a single guy who’d ever successfully gotten his girlfriend to masturbate in front of him. It’s like women are embarrassed they do it or something.

But watching Piper this morning was over-the-top sexy. She knew her body so well that I was sure this wasn’t her first time. And I paid close attention, making mental notes. I had no problem making her orgasm, but she knew her body better than I did, so I figured I could learn a thing or two.

The door to my truck opened, and Piper slipped a sack into her bag by her feet. She looked up into my eyes. “Why are you smiling like that?” I gave her a little wink as my grin grew wider. “Stop it, I know what you’re thinking about.”

I pulled her over beside me. I took her hand, showing her how hard I was just from the hour-old memory. “Look what you do to me. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” I swear her whole body blushed.

“Drew,” she said then picked up my old ball cap and put it on like she was trying to hide.

I chuckled at her. She looked so damn adorable in my cap, and it was endearing that she was embarrassed. “I guess every good girl has a bad girl buried inside.”

“It just took the right guy to bring it out,” she whispered, her blue eyes peeking up at me from under the ball cap. “It’s you.”

Fuck me silly, that might be the sexiest thing she could have ever said to me—knowing it was me bringing these things out in her, knowing I’d unleashed something in her, knowing she’d never experienced this kind of passion with anyone else. The truth was, she was bringing those things out in me, too. I wasn’t a boy scout or anything, but never had sex been like this before. Never had I been with a woman that I craved like I did Piper. I pulled her tighter into my body. “I like that my girlfriend is only ‘bad’ for me.”

“Girlfriend?”

“Of course,” I said. “Would you rather I call you something else?”

She raised her eyebrows at me. “Like?”

“Eye candy, arm candy, lover, trophy. . . .”

She laughed the sweetest giggle. “Girlfriend works for me. But I think I’ll call you my boy toy.”

“Use me, sweetheart. I won’t complain.”

She ran her fingers through my hair gently. “Boyfriend,” she whispered with a little smirk on her face. “I’ve been hoping you’d ask me to be your girlfriend since I was twelve.”

“It only took me twelve years.” I took the baseball cap off her head and lowered my forehead to hers, running my fingers through her blonde hair. “I hope you don’t want to see too much of Charlotte because I don’t want to leave the room.”

“I don’t either,” she whispered.

*

I swear, Piper
had been in the bathroom for half an hour. I laid down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. The hotel room was pretty standard—a bed, nightstand, desk, and flat screen TV. There wasn’t even a view of anything particularly nice. Next time, I’d have to spring for a suite or at least a room with a view, but this was all they had on short notice.

I sat up and kicked off my shoes, wondering what in the hell could be taking her so long. She’d disappeared into the bathroom as soon as we checked in. “Piper? Everything alright?”

“I’ll be out in a minute.”

She said that fifteen minutes ago. I laid back down on the bed and put my watch on the nightstand. I debated getting undressed but didn’t want to seem like I was in a hurry—even though I was. I needed to feel her smooth, honey skin next to mine. I needed to hear her moan softly and tremble in my arms. I was hard just thinking about her. I heard the bathroom door open and turned, seeing Piper standing in the doorway totally nude, her blonde hair falling over her breasts. This view was definitely worth the wait. I got to my feet and swooped her into my arms as she laughed. “I’ve got plans for you.”