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Reluctantly, I nodded.

“Say it, Piper.”

The blush was hot on my skin. “I’m going to wear the dress.”

“You’re not going to give a shit—care how much it costs.”

I bit my lip. “I won’t care how much it costs.”

“Good.” Adam grinned. “Because it was nineteen thousand dollars.”

“What?!”

Adam grabbed hold of my waist and hoisted himself up into a standing position, walking me off to the bedroom. In no time at all, he brought me to the bed, set me down, and turned my whole body around, shoving my face into the blankets, manhandling me.

His hand found my throat, and he wrapped around me, bringing me back to him, where I could feel his hard cock.

“Hey, ice princess,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to my cheek. “I thought you said you weren’t going to care how much the dress cost?”

I sucked in a breath, trying to focus on anything but his hard cock pressed up against me, throbbing. “You—you didn’t tell me it—it was that much—”

“You have to think about the material costs.” His words were cool against my neck and I shuddered. “And the shipping expenses and the small time frame I gave them.” He ran his hand down my throat. “Of course it costs extra. And I’m telling you I don’t give a damn. So why would that matter?”

“Adam—”

“I love it when you say my name,” he rasped and yanked my leggings down. The crinkle of a condom rapper was the only thing I could focus on.

He ran the head of his cock along my sex, and I buckled underneath him. He reached around to kiss my neck, slowly easing himself in. The feeling from this angle was unbelievable. The pressure building was something I’d never experienced before. I scraped the blankets, trying to find purchase, panting hard.

“You’re driving me over the edge, Piper,” he whispered in my ear, sucking gently on the lobe. “I like the dress. I want you to wear it.”

“Too—expensive—”

“I want to fuck you in that dress.” Adam thrust into me and I cried out. My eyes rolled back and he left me breathless and desperate. “Piper, tell me what you’re going to do.”

“I’m—I’m going to wear the dress,” I moaned, an orgasm building inside me.

“Piper, I can’t hear you,” he grunted, thrusting faster into me.

“I’m going to wear the dress!”

Adam groaned against me, gathering me into his arms when I came, sparks exploding in my vision. My throat hurt from how much I gulped in breaths, scratching at the blankets.

“I’m coming, baby.” He tightened his grip on me. “Goddamn—I’m coming.”

Gently, Adam thrust a few more times in me before he eased out, laying down next to me.

“You have the…physiotherapy appointment…” I mumbled.

“Fuck it, Piper.” Adam sucked in a breath. “You’re my physical therapy appointment.”

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Piper

Try That Again

The dress was hidden away on a coat hanger for days without me trying it on. If I couldn’t fit into it for the banquet, Adam had to take it back, and I’d just pick out something from my own closet. Something quieter. Less noticeable.

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