Page 94 of Whiskey Pain


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Her face is puffy and creased from sleeping. Her hair is a tangled mess. She is drooling slightly out of the corner of her pouty mouth. But she is the single most gorgeous creature I’ve ever laid eyes on.

I reach out and stroke a finger along the delicate hollow of her cheek. She stirs, her brows pinching together. “What time is it?”

“You’ve been sleeping for sixteen hours.”

Her brows rise up cartoonishly, but she still doesn’t open her eyes. “You let me waste so much time.”

“My men are searching. We haven’t wasted anything. You need the rest.” I drag my hand lower, tracing her arm and her hip. I press the flat of my palm to her stomach. “The baby does, too.”

She smiles sleepily. “Thanks for taking care of us.”

“I’ll always take care of you.”

I’m staring at my hand on her stomach. But when I look back up, Piper’s eyes are open. They are a vibrant shade of green, warmed by the golden afternoon light. The way they trail over my body warms me from the inside out, too.

“How are you feeling? Are you hurt or sore? Are you—”

“I’m fine.”

She pulls her lower lip into her mouth, and she might as well have reached over and stroked my aching cock. I swallow down a groan.

“Good. Good.”

I hold her gaze for another few seconds before I can’t control myself. I tug down the blankets, revealing the long stretch of her smooth legs from beneath my t-shirt. She draws them up to her chest.

“I need a shower, Timofey.”

“You will when I’m done with you.”

Her cheeks turn a bright, bewitching pink. “I smell.”

“You smell good to me.” I prove that fact by lifting her shirt up and trailing kisses down her stomach and around her hip bones.

“I need to brush my teeth.”

I playfully nip at the waistband of her panties. “I don’t think I’ll smell your morning breath where I’m going.”

I press her knees apart and settle between her thighs, still warm from sleep and the blankets. Her panties are a simple blue cotton, and I can see the wet spot growing in the center.

“Fucking gorgeous,” I murmur. Then I swipe my tongue over her center, and her thighs clamp down around my ears.

She moans, her back arching, as I suck her clit until she’s bucking against my mouth, until she’s crying out to the ceiling. By the time she’s finished coming on my mouth, she isn’t thinking about whether she smells or brushing her teeth. She just grabs me by the hair and pulls me up her body.

Nothing about her is satiated. She slides her hands down my body and reaches into my pants.

“You’re so hard,” she breathes, stroking me inside my suddenly very constricting pants. “Do you like making me come?”

I drop my forehead to her shoulder. “Fuck, Piper. Don’t talk like that. I like it too much.”

She giggles and licks my ear. “If you like it, then I’ll let you do it again. Fuck me, Timofey.”

I think I momentarily black out.

All of the blood rushing to the lower half of my body makes it impossible for me to think clearly. All I know is we are both naked, and I’m hovering over her.

She grips my hips and tugs me towards her. “Please, Timofey. I want you.”

I want her, too. More than I’ve ever wanted anyone.

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