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Mine.
But instead of the panic, the uncomfortable look I’d been expecting from this woman in front of me, Piper’s smile echoes mine as she glances toward the box on the side table, then the tape measure behind me, and then finally, at my face.
“Yours.” I cross the room and join her on the bed so fast that when I kiss her, fully, deeply, and my cock nudges against her warm skin, it feels like only a second has passed. I feel her smile against my lips, and when I sit up, reaching for the box of condoms, she traces a nail down my chest.
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit to the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.
A butterfly. Beautiful, transformed.
That’s what Piper was. Not just physically, but the woman that laid beneath me, that was running her hands over me like the touch could reach my fucking soul, was a different person than the one I knew ten years ago.
The way she takes the condom out of my hand, ripping it half-open with her teeth and rolling the rubber onto me, not breaking eye contact, isn’t something I could have ever really imagined for us, as much as I’d wanted it back then. So when I nestle myself between her legs, putting my weight on a forearm by her head and brushing a curl out of her face, I have to remind myself that this is all real.
That the first opportunity at something serious, post-Olivia, post the cataclysmic end of the longest relationship in my life, is with someone who’s mere fingers in my hair makes a shiver run down my spine.
I position myself at her entrance, and when I meet her gaze again, she gives me a small nod, her nails dancing up my back while I push into her, kissing her deeply. While Piper gasps into my lips, I groan at the instant warmth, the incredible feeling of being nestled inside her, inching forward until I’m buried all the way. When our lips break apart, both gasping, she smiles up at me, eyes shining in the light from the lamp on the side table. She wraps her legs around me and trails a finger lazily up one of my arms.
“We can go fast and hard later,” I manage, a shaky hand raking down her side and gripping her hip, pulling her even tighter against me. “Right now, I want to savor this.” Piper nods up at me, her thumb brushing my temple as I pull out, almost all the way, and then slide back in.
I almost come on the spot when her eyes roll back in her head, mouth going slack. I pump in and out a few times, slowly, just watching her face for a moment, so expressive, a reaction to every small movement. It’s a sight that has my chest constricting, knowing it’s satisfying her. I lean forward, running my nose up the side of her neck, breathing her in as we find a steady rhythm.
Piper’s hands grab at me - my hair, my arms, even my ass at one point, which makes my cock twitch inside her and elicits a wicked grin that makes me want to speed up and take her much more quickly than she deserves.
But I’m determined to do better. Hitching a hand under each of her knees, I pull her down on the bed with me, and her eyes fly open.
“What are you…” I grab a pillow from the other side of the bed, yanking her hips up and sliding it under her without ever pulling out. “That was impressive.” I fight the urge to roll my eyes, sitting all the way up on my knees and pulling her legs up until I’m holding her calves against my hips. Slowly, I pull out, and then pump back in.
She moans, long and loud, and I know I’ve made the right move. When I shift to reach over to the side table, her eyebrows knit together again. I hand her the vibrator.
“I want to feel you come around me. I’m going to hold these,” I explain, squeezing her shins for emphasis. She flushes, and damn it, it’s fucking adorable, but she doesn’t hesitate in switching the vibrator on and bringing it between her legs while I find a steady rhythm that seems to hit the spot for both of us.
I feel the vibrations immediately, and it sends a thrum of pleasure through my entire body. Fuck, if that’s what the residual feels like, I can’t imagine how she must be feeling right now. I want her - both of us, selfishly - to feel like this all the time.
It only takes a few seconds for a small jolt of pleasure to work through her, and when she clenches around me, I throw my head back, biting my lip to keep a moan from escaping.
“Don’t stifle yourself.” She echoes the words back at me, and when I look down at her, that wicked grin is back.
She’s fucking testing me.
“I’m not great at expressing my emotions,” I say simply, and her chest shakes with laughter, breasts bouncing.
“You’re not marble, Fitz.” She pauses, and then glances down between us. “Ok, not all of you.” The joke is bad, but it’s enough to make me laugh, deep and hearty, but when her pussy squeezes my cock, it cuts short. “I don’t want you to pretend you don’t feel this.” And when it happens again, I realize that she’s doing it intentionally.
Fuck. I thought I was a goner before.
“Come around my cock,” I start, and push a little harder this time as I pump into her. “And we’ll see if I can hide anything from you.”
“I’m already close.” Her eyes close again, head leaning back like she’s concentrating.
“Good.” I run my hands up and down her calves, which are toned from what I assume is years of those punishing heels. “I want at least one more from you before we come together.” She hums in approval, and grinds her hips toward me as I thrust, until she’s cursing under her breath in what sounds like Italian.
I feel her orgasm before she even has a chance to tell me she’s coming, and it nearly knocks the wind out of me to feel her both all around my cock and to watch her writhing beneath me. And when she’s coming down, her lip trapped so tight between her teeth I think she’s going to draw blood, I lean forward, nipping at the lip myself so she lets it go.
“Don’t stop,” I say into her ear, and she nods against my neck, her lips placing a gentle kiss on my shoulder that leaves me shivering. When I sit up, her entire body is quivering with aftershocks, but to give her credit, she doesn’t once stop moving that damn vibrator between her legs, the strokes in time with my own. “Fuck, Piper.” I feel myself getting close to my own release, that glorious peak in sight as she presses her legs into my hips like a vice.
It isn’t until she’s muttering again that I realize we’re both on the edge together.
“Fitz,” she moans, and when she starts convulsing around me again, it’s all I can do to stay upright as my own orgasm wracks my body, leaving me twitching and panting and watching the last of her waves wash over her. I push forward, my mouth crashing into hers in a hard kiss as she lifts up to meet me. With a soft laugh, she collapses back onto the pillow, one hand coming to her forehead as her eyes rake over my face.
