Page 40 of Taboo Perfect Storm


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Turning the television off, I let out a grunt as I reach for my water. I lift the bottle to my lips, and suck down a huge gulp, finishing the bottle, then toss it to the floor before I shift my attention to Piper.

“I like this,” I murmur, reaching for the strap of her soft little top.

“You said no lace,” she exhales, her wide eyes finding mine.

Reaching up, I use my fingers to tuck some of her damp blondish-pink hair behind her ear. “It’s scratchy,” I state with a shrug. I’m completely unapologetic in my preferences.

I glide my fingertips down the side of her throat, stopping at her shoulder, where I slide them beneath the strap of her top. Moving them back and forth, my eyes staring at the movement, I feel her body tremble beneath my touch.

“Kyle,” she whispers.

I lift my eyes and give her a smile. “Piper,” I state before I lean in and touch my mouth to the center of her chest.

My mouth slowly moves up her throat, kissing and sucking on her skin before I reach her lips, where I slide my tongue across the seam and enjoy the little whimper that escapes from the back of her throat.

My hand slides down the side of her waist. When I reach her shorts, I slip two fingers beneath the waistband and glide them across her belly. Her muscles tremble beneath my touch before she lets out a moan.

Shifting my body downward, I move, gripping the waist of those soft shorts with my fingers and pulling them down her legs. I continue backward, shifting until my knees are sunk into the mattress beside her knees.

Only then do I tug them completely off her legs and feet, tossing them onto the floor somewhere. I don’t give a fuck where the shorts land or if I ever see them again. All I can think about is her naked body that is silently inviting mine inside.

Piper spreads her thighs, as if my will alone guides them open, her feet on the mattress, and I’m met with her glistening pink center. Sliding my hands up the inside of her legs, I grip her thighs, holding her legs open before I bend over slightly.

I flatten my tongue and taste all of her, swirling around her clit before I taste her again. She whimpers. I can feel her thighs tremble beneath my fingers. Keeping her open wide for me, I continue to taste her, and when she’s writhing beneath me, I decide it’s time to focus on her clit.

I suck on the sweet nub, flick my tongue back and forth, then swirl it around, over and over. Her hips buck beneath me. She’s close. The little sounds she makes, then whimpers and cries, are fucking perfect.

Releasing one of her thighs, I shift my hand between her legs and slip two fingers inside of her. Curling them, I make a come-hither motion as my mouth and tongue focus on her clit, not stopping until she comes.

When she does, it’s like a rush. I can taste her, and fuck me, but it’s the best thing I’ve ever had on my tongue.

Ever.

I could get used to this, every fucking day. I don’t stop until she comes down from her climax. When she does, only then do I gently glide my fingers from inside of her. I release my hold on her thigh, then turn my head and kiss her skin as I move up her body.

Aligning my cock with her center, I tip my chin down, my arms straight and my hands placed beside her head as I look into her eyes and slowly sink inside of her. She tries to hide the reaction, but she winces before she squeezes her eyes shut.

Once I’m fully seated inside of her, I don’t move. I give her time to become accustomed to the invasion of my body inside of hers. I’ve never fucked a virgin before, but I know this likely hurts.

Shifting my head closer, I touch my mouth to hers and slip my tongue inside of her mouth as I kiss her. I take my time, hoping she won’t be in pain much longer.

When she lifts her legs to wrap them around me, her arms around my shoulders and her nails digging to the flesh of my back, she rips her mouth from mine, her eyes wide before she whispers.

“Move, please.”

And I do.

I try to keep a slow and steady pace, but she feels too fucking good, her body warm, wet, and inviting. My steady pace doesn’t last long. My control slips, it fucking vanishes, and I take my wife.

Gripping the underside of her thighs, I bury my knees in the mattress, and I fuck her—hard.

Too hard.

I hear my name, it comes out on a scream, which causes me to still before I empty myself inside of her and my own roar fills the room. Fuck. Me. Fucking fuck me.

ChapterSixteen

PIPER

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