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James slipped in as I soaped my body down.
“Good morning,” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist and propping his chin on my shoulder.
“She still asleep?”
He nodded, rubbing his cheek against my skin as the hot water pounded over us. “We were idiots.”
I slipped my finger under his chin and turned his face to mine so that I could stare into his blue eyes. “We’ll convince her to stay. I promise.”
He leaned forward and captured my mouth in his. “We have to,” he murmured against my lips, flicking his tongue along the seam until I opened them with a hum of appreciation.
I pulled him closer, tracing my fingers down his back and admiring the play of muscles as our tongues danced together under the hot water. When James wrapped his fingers around me, my eyes shot open. “Fuck, James, don’t stop.”
His smile was wicked as he pumped his fist up and down. I hardened in his hand, but when I reached to touch his cock, he blocked me. “I don’t think so, darling.”
I tilted my head, a half-smile on my face. Playing games this early in the morning was new, but if this was the sex Piper’s presence in our lives inspired, I had no complaints.
He turned me around until I faced the foggy glass walls of the shower, pushing me against them until I leaned forward, my weight resting on my hands. His hot fist worked me until I groaned with need. “James, c’mon.”
James chuckled behind me, dropping hot kisses across my shoulder blades as I pumped my hips. Hot liquid dripped down my ass. I turned my head around, and he kissed me, deeply. He pulled away and wrapped his long fingers around my hips. “Ready, love?”
“Always,” I whispered back. His cock breached my entrance, his heat and girth spreading me open. I whined at the pop of burning pain and then moaned as he pushed further inside. When he was fully seated within me, he leaned against my back, pressing his face into my neck, giving me a moment to adjust.
Fuck, he feels good.
He pulled out, and then pushed back in, slowly, so I felt every inch of his length. “That’s not what I want, James,” I muttered, reaching one hand up behind me to yank on his hair.
James laughed but obliged me, picking up the pace until he pounded into me, the sound of skin slapping together an erotic accompaniment to our groans of pleasure as we hurtled toward our climax.
The door opened with a whisper, and Piper walked in, her tiny nightgown a bright flash of pink against her pale skin, foggy through the shower walls. She gasped when she saw us.
I moaned, and she froze. James sped up, slamming into me. I cried out, throwing my head back as tension built in my spine. With a shout, I exploded, throwing hot ropes of semen against the glass as Piper watched with wide eyes.
James’ pace turned erratic, and he yanked himself out of me, spilling his release all over my back, crying my name as he came, and then collapsed against me.
Piper licked her lips and backed toward the door, her face pink with embarrassment.
“Stay,” I managed to rasp.
James reached over my shoulder to open the door to the shower. “Or join us.”
Piper giggled and shook her head. She brushed her teeth, then popped her head in the shower for a quick and messy kiss from each of us before disappearing out the door.
I turned around to face James, caressing his face and stroking my thumbs over the rough growth on his jaw.
He kissed the corner of my mouth, then stepped back. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
I so rarely let someone else take care of me. James’ ministrations as we washed took my breath away. “I’m not letting you go either,” he said against my ear. The depth of emotion in his voice surprised me, but I shared the sentiment. I wasn’t going to let Piper go, I wasn’t going to let James go, and if Piper wanted Benedict around, I wasn’t going to let him escape our clutches either.
I wrapped my arms around him. “I love you.”
James laughed while he kissed me. “I love you, too.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Piper
I SNUGGLED INTO THE thick robe Benedict left for me on the bed, his rich sandalwood scent comforting me. I found him shirtless in the kitchen, mixing ingredients for pancakes. He set the bowl and whisk down to pour me a cup of coffee. “Sorry, princess, no cream. Will almond milk do?”
