The way she steps back and bumps into the counter.
She gasps, realizing there’s no escaping this moment now.
I place my hands on the counter, kind of trapping her, but we both know she’s in control. One word and I’m out of here.
I press my body against hers and drop my mouth down to hers.
This kiss is deeper, hotter, packed with intention from both sides.
My right hand takes the chance and I grab for Piper’s ass.
She instantly grabs my wrist.
“Cutter,” she says into my mouth. “I’m not so sure about this.”
I open my hand away from her ass and take my mouth away from hers.
I stare at her.
She’s defensive and protective every second of every day.
“What about this, sweetie?” I ask.
I drop my mouth down to her neck and gently kiss.
She purrs. She sighs.
“What about… this…?”
I touch the front of her pants and unbutton them.
I drop down to my left knee in front of her and look up.
Piper looks down at me, shocked.
I curl my fingers around the top of her pants… and then her panties…
“What about this, Piper?”
I give a tug and can’t help but look.
I grit my teeth at the sight of her body.
Her pubic area, with tickling stubble. My thumbs touch.
“Oh, fuck,” I growl.
I keep going.
I slide Piper’s pants and panties down to her knees.
My hands touch her legs, climbing back up, my thumbs moving to her inner thighs.
I stroke her soft, wet labia and look up at her.
“What about this?” I ask.
“Shut up, Cutter,” Piper finally speaks.