Page 29 of Power Play Rivals


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I suck her clit into my mouth while soaking two digits up and down her slit, getting them good and lubricated. When Piper’s breathing becomes more erratic, I graze the sensitive tip of her nub with my teeth before inserting two fingers into her wet pussy and hooking them in a way that provokes her to bang her head against the mirror, threatening to shatter it into pieces.

Needing to see her come undone on my fingers, I pull away just enough to look up at her, maddened by the way she’s staring at herself in the opposite mirror, watching attentively as my fingers fuck her pussy.

That image alone wreaks havoc on my restraint, coaxing me to fuck her with my fingers with such brutality that my cock feels like it’s going to come before she does.

“Trent,” she pleads, successfully pulling the rug from under me.

I never thought I’d hear Piper Lee beg for anything.

I’d bet all the money earned in my lifetime that such a thing wasn’t even possible.

But here she is.

Begging to come.

And that sweet plea lights a fire in my ass like nothing else before.

“Purr for me, kitten. Purr,” I command, inserting one more digit in her soaked pussy and fucking her like I’m about to fuck her whenever we leave this damn elevator and get back to her place.

The loud, shrieked cry she lets out is music to my ears, my mouth instinctively going back to the source of her power just so I can lick her through her orgasm. I moan and grunt as I praise her pretty pussy with my tongue, promising to return to it once more before the night is through.

Once Piper is lucid enough, I slowly put her back on her feet, always making sure that I have one arm around her so that her weak knees don’t give way. Licking my lips, I rise and stand close to her until our faces are just within a hairsbreadth of each other.

Before she can open her mouth to ruin the moment, I kiss her, long and hard, so she can taste herself on my lips. When Piper wraps her arms around my neck, tugging me closer to her, I smile again, loving that she isn’t one bit done with me either.

No.

This is just the beginning.

An appetizer for the main event.

Reluctantly, I break our fevered kiss to restart the elevator, eager for us to arrive at our destination.

“How do you feel, kitten? Better?” I ask, peppering kisses on her lips and cheeks.

“I’ve had worse,” she backtalks, earning a quick slap on the ass that makes her eyes hood.

“Now, kitten. Pull back those claws until I tell you to use them on me. We don’t want to put them to waste.”

“Is that so?” she provokes, biting her bottom lip. “And what exactly do you have in mind?”

“Baby, if I don’t leave your place tonight with claw marks all over my back, I’ll be greatly disappointed.” I kiss the tip of her nose.

“Eww. And you were doing so well, too,” she laments, scrunching up her nose. “Don’t call me baby. I can stomach kitten, but baby is so… uninspired.”

“Uninspired, you say?” My smirk widens when I hear the familiar ding of the elevator doors swinging open. “Then I guess I’ll have to find other ways of being more imaginative. After you, kitten. Lead the way.”

“Oh, I intend to,” she gloats, but I don’t miss how her smile falls a smidge when I lace her fingers with mine before we leave the elevator.

I give her hand a light squeeze as she leads me down the corridor towards her apartment, but the minute we reach her door, she offers me one of her famous fake smiles. She eagerly pulls her hand out of my grip, pretending she needs both hands to take her keys out of her purse.

I wonder what that’s about.

She was perfectly content in holding my hand back at the concert, but now that I made her come, holding hands seems like something she’s crossed off her list, apparently too intimate a thing for me to do under our new circumstances.

I’m starting to realize that Piper is quite the paradox.

You never really know what she is thinking or how she’s going to act.

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