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“Fucking amazing,” I finish for her, kissing the top of her head.
She snuggles into me, pressing her head on my chest to hear my rapid heartbeat starting to slow down.
Every time we’ve made love—and, yes, fucking the person you’re in love with is synonymous with making love in my book—Piper always finds a way to press her ear on my chest, as if she needs the reassurance that my heart is beating just for her.
I never said anything when she did it in the past since Piper was already fearful of her growing feelings for me, but now I don’t tell her because I quite like having this secret all to myself.
It’s my way of knowing that she loves me, even when she is not yet comfortable saying that she does.
I wrap my arms around her and breathe her in, hating that the real world outside awaits us and, sooner or later, we’ll have to leave this little love bubble we created for ourselves.
“Huh,” she says softly.
“Something on your mind, kitten? You sound like you just had an epiphany of sorts.” I chuckle, running my fingers through her soft, blonde strands.
“Something like that. I just realized that I haven’t missed a day of work since I started at ESA.”
My eyebrows pinch together in confusion.
“Should I be insulted that my half-mast cock is still inside you, and you’re already thinking about work?”
“No, you idiot,” she giggles, slapping my chest and placing her chin at its center to look up at me. “I was just lying here thinking that aside from obligatory vacation days, I never missed a single day of work. Not even put in a sick day since there was nothing else I would rather do than go to work.”
“Okay,” I say, still not grasping what she means by the off-the-cuff comment.
“But right now… here in bed with you… I don’t feel like that anymore. I don’t want to go to work today. I’d rather stay here… with you… in our bed.”
My heart swells in my chest as her gaze penetrates my very soul.
Piper might not have the courage to say that she loves me, but she shows it to me every day.
It’s all in the little details.
When I feel my cock hardening again, just with the wistful look in her eyes, I groan.
“Kitten, they’d have to pry my cold, dead body from this bed before I’d ever want to leave it.”
“Ew. Then I’d be dating a stiff. That’s not sexy,” she jokes playfully.
“Kitten, the only thing stiff here is my cock. You want to get fucked in the shower or right here, right now? Because you can’t say sweet things like that to me and not expect to be properly rewarded for it.”
“How chivalrous of you to give me options.” She laughs.
“I am a gentleman, after all,” I smirk.
“Not in bed, you’re not.”
“No? Then what am I?”
“A dirty-talking beast of a man,” she goads, wiggling her ass, knowing damn well the sight of that only gets my dick harder.
“Tick-tock, kitten. This beast is starting to lose his patience. Shower? Bed? Choose.”
“If you were a real gentleman, you wouldn’t rush me.” She feigns innocence as she starts licking her way up my chest, batting her eyelashes at me when she bites down on my chin.
“Times up,” I growl, turning her over so I’m the one straddling her.
“That wasn’t very nice.” She laughs at my impatience.
