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“Jaron?” Piper chewed her lip, taking a step toward me. “What do you need?”

You. Beneath me. On top of me. I don’t give a shit where. I just need you.

I wasn’t doing either of us any favors by not giving us what we wanted. She could make me feel better. She could give me the strength I needed to go and live my life. Our life. For her. For our daughter. For us.

I glanced at the door. My body trembled, my hands shaking. The hairs on my skin tingled. With need. Want.Fear.

Fear of the unknown and what would come of this. Could she handle me at my worst? Jail fucked me up. I wanted to give her every horrible detail. I wanted to tell her what I did to survive. To make it so I could come back to her and our daughter.

When Piper stood a foot away from me, I could smell the sweet scent of her floral shampoo. I gripped the edge of the dresser, my nails digging into the wood.

“Jaron?” Piper closed the distance between us, placing a hand on my chest. Her eyes snapped to mine. “Your heart’s racing.”

I inhaled a sharp breath. The control was wearing thin as her scent wafted into my nose. It billowed around me, enveloping me in a blanket of ultimate desire and seduction.

She licked her lips, wetting her mouth.

That one movement, that tiny little action, made me step forward. In a quick move, I curled my arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

She gasped, slapping her hands against my chest.

Ripping the towel from her head, I fisted her hair and pulled her head back. Leaning down to her throat, I scraped my teeth up the length of it.

Her chest rose and fell, her breath coming out in small bursts of air.

Sliding a hand down the length of her back, I cupped her ass, making sure to keep my mouth against her throat. I could feel her pulse beating beneath my tongue. The faster it was, the harder I became.

Snaking her arms around my neck, she pulled me closer. The hold was so damn tight, it was like she was trying to burrow herself under my skin.

Yeah, beautiful. I feel it too. Fuck, do I ever feel it.

“Jaron.” She shook against me.

Brushing my lips up the length of her throat and down the line of her jaw, I covered her mouth with mine.

I swallowed her sighs, held her against me, and just felt. The soft curves of her body. Her full breasts against my chest. Her pelvis rubbing against mine.

Fisting her hair with both hands, I spun us around and pushed her up against the dresser. She whimpered, reaching around me and sliding her hands into the seat of my jeans. She cupped my ass, pulling me between her legs.

My cock pushed against the fly of my jeans. Although the zipper wasn’t done up, it still begged to be released and dive deep into her warmth.

Rubbing back and forth, I pushed and pushed until she was trembling beneath me. Her moans slid into my ears. Her nails scratched into my skin. But it still wasn’t enough. It would never be enough where she was concerned.

I lived and breathed for this woman in my arms. I loved her. I loved her so damn much.

Every inch of me belonged to her. My heart. My body. My damn soul. But it wasn’t enough. I wanted to give her more. Ihadto give her more.

Inching my hands up her bare legs, I pushed them beneath the towel, all the while keeping my mouth locked with hers.

Piper slid her hands to the front of my waist.

Anticipation sparked a feral need inside of me. A growl escaped me, the tiny hairs on my body tingling and getting ready for that familiar touch.

Releasing her mouth, I opened the towel wrapped around her. Her chest rose and fell with ragged breaths. I leaned down, closing my lips around a nipple, sinking my teeth into the hardening peak.

Piper whimpered.

Remembering a while back how she enjoyed being spanked, I decided to test my little theory. Sliding my fingers up her inner thigh, I brushed the tips along the soft, wet slit at her core. When I gave her nipple another bite, a gush of liquid left her body. My cock swelled.

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