When people remember Piper Queen, I want them to remember that I was brave, that I fought. I don’t want them to remember the coward who hid away in her house, scared to go anywhere but the post office. No, I want them to remember Piper the brave girl. I want them to remember Piper the warrior. I want them to remember that Piper wasn’t afraid to kiss the hero.
So I kiss him.
I cup Maddox Blake’s face with my hands, and I kiss him like he belongs to me because something tells me th
at he does. Something tells me that this is just the start of a beautiful romance. Something tells me that Maddox is here for the long haul.
He’s almost perfectly still as my lips cover his. He gives me this moment, this control, and I take it, kissing him slowly at first, and then faster. He’s patient, and he stays still as my hands explore his body, as my mouth covers his.
“Piper,” he groans, finally pulling away. “Baby, this is fantastic, but I have to tell you that I’m not going to be able to stop if we keep going.” He smiles, and that boyish grin just grabs at my heart. “So if you don’t want this, sweetie, we can go watch a movie or we can go to bed, but if you keep kissing me, it’s going to end with us fucking, Piper, and make no mistake of it: I desperately want to fuck you.”
Now it’s my turn to moan because the idea of Maddox Blake plunging his cock into me makes me instantly wet. He’s been the subject of my fantasies for just about forever, and now he’s here. I never made a move on him before, never would, but now that he’s here, I’m definitely going to make the most of it.
In response, I kiss him again and palm his cock through his pants.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he growls, and he pushes back from the table, pulling me to my feet. My chair tumbles over loudly, but I barely notice as he grabs me and pulls me closer to him. “Kiss me, Piper,” he commands, and I kiss Maddox like the wild beast that he is.
I kiss him like I can tame him.
My hands are in his hair and his hands are in mine, and then he lifts me. My legs wrap automatically around his body, and Maddox carries me easily into the living room.
“Decision time, sweetie,” he growls, biting my ear. “Do you want me to fuck you over the back of the couch or over your bed?”
“I thought the Dom was supposed to make all the choices,” I joke, and he tugs my hair back tightly, eliciting a soft moan from my lips.
“Don’t be bratty,” he says. “Or this all ends.”
Somehow, that’s the biggest motivation to obey.
I don’t want this to end.
I don’t want it to ever end.
For the first time since I can remember, I’m letting my guard down. I’m relaxing. I’m letting my mind focus on one thing, and that thing isn’t Tad. It’s not how I was hurt. It’s not how I can protect myself. No, suddenly, I’m wrapped up in the beauty of Maddox, and I don’t ever want him to let me go.
This feeling, this trust?
It’s incredible.
Magical.
“The couch,” I tell him, and he sets me down behind it. Instantly, I turn around to position myself over the back of the sofa, but he chuckles.
“In a hurry, love?”
“I…um…”
“Piper, I’m not going to lie to you. I’ve been wanting you for a very long time, sweetie, and this first time? I’m not going to last nearly as long as I need to. Once I’m inside of you, I’m not going to be able to hold back, so right now, I’m going to make you come, baby. I’m going to make you scream out my name so loudly the entire damn block is going to be able to hear.”
“Really?” I whisper.
“Spread your legs,” he says in response, and I obey him. My body reacts to him instantly. Suddenly, every bit of me feels alive and on edge. Maddox looks at me like he’s going to devour me, like he just can’t get enough of me, and then he kisses me again.
His hands move up my nightie until it’s bunched around my waist and I’m completely exposed to him. He moves his palms over the front of the nightie, carefully avoiding the area I most want him to touch, and he plays with my nipples. I bite my lip.
“Don’t you do that, baby,” he says. “Don’t you go quiet on me, Piper Queen. I want to hear every sound, every mew, every groan you make, baby. Knowing I’m getting you off just makes me even harder, so don’t you cheat me out of this feeling,” he commands, and I nod.
“Maddox,” I whisper. He pinches my nipples through the fabric of the nightie.