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“I want to see you get off, to feel you milk my dick until we both go over the edge.”
God.
And then he was moving away from the wall. It was all a blur as I found myself in the bedroom, the sheets cold against my overheated flesh. He pulled back and reached between us to press his thumb to the hard bundle of nerves that was already swollen and ultrasensitive. He rubbed my clit back and forth, his cock still deep in my virgin pussy.
And then he was right back in me, pushing all those thick, long inches into my pussy, causing me to cry out.
Zane kept that pressure right on my clit though, until I was swiveling my hips on him, trying to have him go impossibly deeper into me. He pressed his mouth to my ear, had his cock deep in my pussy, and had his thumb on my clit.
“God, I’m going to come, Zane.”
“Fuck. That’s my girl.” He buried his face in the crook of my neck, pounded into me like he had no more control, and that was when I finally let go, when Zane gave me the release I so desperately needed.
My orgasm crashed through me, took my sanity, and refused to let go until I was nothing but a pliant mess pressed to the bed, the scent of Zane washing through me.
It was never ending, and then I felt Zane’s cock stiffen even further inside of me right before he groaned deeply against my throat and came.
His breath was warm and moist against my skin, his hushed, harsh words murmured against me. I couldn’t understand what he said, but I knew it was filthy.
I clung on to him as my pleasure crested, peaked, before slowly coming back down to reality. He pulled back and looked down at me, sweat coating his hairline, his breathing harsh.
“God, Piper,” he said and leaned down to kiss me, his breath warm, his body hard, hot. “I love you.”
My heart skipped a beat.
“I love you so fucking much. There’s nothing and no one that will keep me from you.”
“I love you too,” I whispered and smiled, feeling happier than I had in a long time.
No. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and it’s because I’m finally with the man I love.
8
Piper
The silence was deafening. I looked between my father and Zane, the fact we’d just told him that we were together causing the air to be so thick I couldn’t even breathe.
“Dad,” I whispered, feeling my nerves running wild. He looked away, out the front window, his thoughts written across his face.
He was scared.
Apprehensive.
Worried.
He didn’t know what to think, didn’t know how to process this.
“You’re with my daughter?” He looked over at Zane then. “As in a relationship with her?”
“I am,” Zane said instantly, with pride in his voice.
“We are,” I replied then.
My father exhaled and stood, moving over to the window and staring out. He was silent for so long I started to bite my lip, nervous on how this would play out.
“I’d like to talk with Zane alone,” my father said, his focus on the man I loved, his tone very … fatherly.
I watched as Zane stood, and then both of them headed out to the back porch. I was left wondering what in the hell was happening, and if I’d have to break up a fight in the next five minutes.
I shook my head and said a silent prayer that the shit wasn’t about to hit the fan.
* * *
Zane
I knew how this would play out, but I also knew that Liam needed to know this.
He didn’t say anything as he walked a few feet in front of me, his hands in his pants pockets, his focus on the property. For long moments nothing was said, but I waited until he spoke, because I knew he had a hell of a lot more to say than what he’d spoken back in the house.
“We’ve been friends for a long time, Zane.”
I looked at my feet and exhaled. “We have.” I looked at him just as he turned around to face me.
“And you couldn’t have said something to me before starting a relationship with my daughter?”
I ran a hand over my nape and shook my head slowly. “It wasn’t like that, Liam.” Although I’d had feelings for Piper when she’d turned eighteen, I’d kept my control in check … until it wasn’t anymore. “What happened between us, being together, that just happened. We didn’t want to keep this a secret. We didn’t want to lie.”
He nodded slowly and looked away.
“I love her, Liam.” The man I’d known for years, the one who had seen me at my worst, when I was nothing more than a rowdy, dysfunctional asshole teenager, was now put in a position I hated he was in. “I’m sorry. I really am, but I love her, Liam. I love her with everything I am.”
