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I’ve been sleeping alone in the master bedroom since I arrived. A king mattress awaits. Messy sheets and covers because making the bed is a waste of time.

I drop Piper to the bed and she grabs for my shirt, making the first move of taking a piece of clothing off.

I drop back and slide out of my shirt with ease.

Her eyes stare at my body, lighting up.

It’s good to see her experience joy in her life.

She interlocks her fingers around the back of my neck.

She pulls herself up a little.

I lower my mouth to hers. Our tongues collide, then flirt.

My right moves with desiring aggression up her shirt. Cupping over her bra and breast. Pausing for a second. Squeezing.

Piper groans into my mouth.

I turn my hand and ease my fingertips under her bra and flip it up with ease.

She sucks in a breath and arches her back, breaking the kiss.

You want to talk about someone being… ready…

A part of me wants to know how long it’s been for her. What her love life is actually like. Casual? Once in a blue moon? Only fucks when she has a few minutes and finds someone who understands their role?

I growl deep within my chest and lift her shirt a little more.

Her left breast is exposed, its full, creamy skin color and the rose-pink nipple budded thick and hard.

“Oh, sweetie,” I growl. “I need you.”

Of all things I decide to do at that moment, I drop my nose down to her nipple and nuzzle up and down a few times. Feeling her hard nipple. Smelling her warm skin. A little of her soap but more of her natural feminine scent.

My tongue circles her nipple and Piper pulls me down. Harder. Wanting…

I engulf her breast into my mouth. She fits perfectly.

My tongue runs rampant, up and down, flicking, licking, and teasing.

I close my mouth and pull away with a loud wet noise.

That’s followed by Piper sort of gently slapping me across the face.

“No biting,” she purrs.

“That wasn’t a bite, sweetie. That was a nibble.”

I wrinkle my nose at her.

I feel playful and flirty with Piper.

I step back from the bed and unbutton the jeans that hug her curvy hips so unfairly.

She sits up and pulls at the front of my boxers.

I reach behind her and grab her shirt. Her arms go into the air and off her shirt goes. I make the same motion and twist the clasp of her bra.

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