Page 30 of Lead Me A Stray

Normally, I’d laugh it off as being naïve, but I can’t this time.

It felt so real.

But can it last? Is this still just a good time?

“Go back to sleep,” he murmurs. “Better yet, put me inside you. It’s too early for you to be thinking that hard.”

Instead of arguing, I roll over so I’m facing him, his dark hair mussed from sleep and all the times I ran my fingers through it last night.

He’s perfect.

Sweet and handsome with a body that has me agreeing to almost anything as soon as our clothes come off.

Hooking my leg over his hip, I slide the head of his cock against my opening, whimpering as I use him to tease my clit before sliding down again. Canting my hips, I push him inside me and roll him onto his back, straddling him as the sheet falls from my body.

Mack grunts, his hands finding my hips as I slide up and down his length, grinding down on him with a lazy, delicious rhythm.

“Wait, wait, wait,” he pants, his expression almost pained as he holds me still on his lap. “I’ve never done this bare.”

I hear the words, but my brain is taking twice as long to process them, my silence undoubtedly making this worse as he waits for me to respond.

“I’m on birth control.”

“What?” He leans his head up to look at me before swearing under his breath as I tighten my walls around him. “Don’t do that.”

“Hmm?”

“Fuck. You’re gonna get me to come and—dammit,Piper—not yet.”

“I got tested after my breakup,” I tell him, tightening around his cock again as he grits his teeth, his eyes wild and his jaw clenched.

“I’m good,” he manages, his fingers digging into the globes of my ass so hard I’ll probably have bruises, but I don’t care.I like him like this.“Got tested a couple of months ago—haven’t been with anyone since.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” he rasps. “Fuck, Piper. You’re gonna make me come.”

“Iwantyou to come,” I purr, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to his lips, my nipples sensitive as they drag across his chest. “Let go, Mack. Show me what it’s like to be your girl.”

“Fucking hell.”

The words are a pained roar, his hips pistoning up into me, my tits bouncing as he forces me to meet him thrust for thrust.

Using me.

Commanding me.

And I love every second.

Slipping my hand between my legs, I throw my head back and cry out as I circle my clit, already so close. I just want us to come together, to feel him spill inside me. Mack grunts and swears, his body tense and muscles straining as he groans my name, the sound of his pleasure sending me over the edge with him as I ride out my own orgasm. It’s glorious and unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

I want to just stay in this moment forever.

“Piper, that was?—”

Bang, bang, bang.

The knocking on my front door cuts off whatever Mack was about to say, as Rory’s muffled voice filters down the hall.