Wanted by the Warrant Officer

Piper placed the palm of her hand on my cheek and softly brushed her lips over mine. “I promise.”

Just that small touch rekindled the fire that had been burning when I came home and finally held her again. I grasped her face and captured her mouth, urging her with my tongue to part her lips so I could taste her. “Fuck, I’ve missed you,” I groaned.

“Me, too,” she panted.

I wanted to go slow, to take my time and worship her body after being deprived for several weeks. But then her hands slid under my shirt and explored my chest, sending streaks of need straight to my cock.

Without releasing her mouth, I shifted her position so she was straddling me. But when her pussy settled over my cock, bathing my rock-hard length in her heat, the floodgates opened. I shot to my feet, using my hands under Piper’s ass to keep her plastered against me. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I stumbled toward my bedroom. I didn’t even make it there before I had her pressed up against a wall, grinding my hips into her center, devouring her mouth, and tearing off her shirt and pants.

Making love soft and slow was going to have to wait until after a fast and hard fuck.

9

Piper

With my back pressed against the wall, I breathed in Deacon’s manly scent as I savored the feel of all his hard edges pressed against my soft and eager ones. After I pulled his shirt over his head, I whispered, “I missed you so much.”

“It was hell being halfway around the world from you,” he rasped, nipping at the pulse point at the side of my neck.

“Thanks for coming back to me in one piece.” I dragged my nails down his back. “We should celebrate with lots of orgasms.”

“Sounds like a fucking brilliant idea to me.” He lifted me higher, fisting my panties in one hand and ripping them from my body before unsnapping my bra and yanking it down my arms. Once he had me completely naked, he carried me into his bedroom and tossed me onto the mattress. Then he shoved his pants down his legs and crawled on top of me. Cradling his hips with my legs, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and lost myself in his kiss until he dragged his mouth from mine.

I mewled a protest, but the sound turned to a needy whimper when he sucked at the hollow of my neck and murmured, “I hope you’re almost ready for me, baby. Because I need to feel your tight pussy wrapped around my cock more than I need my next breath.”

“It’s not going to take much to make me come.” I lifted my hips off the mattress to rock my pussy against his hard length. “I was already drenched before you ripped my clothes off, and that made me even hotter.”

“Thank fuck,” he breathed as he wedged his arm between us. Gliding his fingers down my body, he toyed with my nipples before drifting lower to cup my core. When he dragged his middle finger through my center, he groaned, “I love how wet you get for me.”

After collecting some of my wetness on his fingers, he started to play with my clit, circling around the sensitive nub and giving it a few light pinches. After giving it a final tug, he slid his hand down to sink two fingers inside me. “Come for me, baby. I want to watch you ride my hand until you fly apart.”

I kept my gaze glued to his as I rocked my hips back and forth, gasping when he twisted his wrist to hit my G-spot. Pleasure raced through my body, surprising me with its intensity. “Yes, Deacon. Right there. So close.”

“That’s it, baby. Take what you need,” he ordered.

With his hand moving in unison with my hips, it didn’t take long for me to go over the edge, screaming his name. As soon as my shudders started to die down, Deacon pulled his fingers from my body and licked them clean. “I love having the taste of you on my lips, but what I really need is to shove my cock as far inside your pussy as it can get.”

“That’s what I need, too.” I widened my legs and urged him closer.

Staying on his knees, he stroked his hard cock through my soaked center, and my breath caught in my throat when he lined the tip up with my entrance. Cupping my waist with one hand, he splayed the other against my belly and held me in place. “I dreamed about the feel of your pussy milking my cock each and every night I was in that hellhole. It’s what kept me going until I could get back to you.”

Driving his hips forward as he lifted me toward him in one smooth move, he filled me with one forceful thrust. With the position I was in, I couldn’t do anything but take what he gave me—which was a heck of a lot. Every single inch of his impressive dick dragged against my inner walls as he pounded in and out of me, over and over again, at a furious pace. The force of his thrusts caused the headboard to bang against the wall. If he hadn’t been holding me down, I would’ve slid all the way up the mattress.