Claimed By The Best Man

I know Rhys would never take Clara back to his place just to have an argument.

He’s too clever for that.

Or he used to be.

Maybe being a bachelor Marine is like a superpower.

Maybe he’s afraid of losing it once he makes the biggest commitment there is?

Either way, I’m starting to think that whatever happens, even if they do work it out and go on their honeymoon the best place for Piper to stay is with me.

That way I can watch over her full time.

And with both hands.

Her eyes hardly shift off me once we pull up, waiting for the large security gate to open automatically.

I shouldn’t be so house-proud, but I’m a little surprised when Piper barely notices the huge two story place overlooking the valley.

Most people comment on it, most everyone would give anything to live here.

But I guess Piper isn’t like everyone else, which makes her all the more special to me.

“Here we are,” I announce, pulling up right by the front doors.

Doors that make the ones at the church seem a little flimsy come to think of it. But that’s just my builder’s brain working on auto-pilot.

I help Piper out of my truck and punch in the entry code and we’re in.

“Are you gonna show me around or just—”

Try as I might, once I hear the doors snap shut behind us, it’s like every scrap of restraint I’ve strained to hang onto finally gives way.

I can’t help myself, and judging from her low moans and gasps when I grip her close, kiss her hard, she feels exactly the same way.

Doesn’t she?

Her hands are as busy as my own, running up and down the length of my hardness, gripping me through my pants.

My mouth is so hard on hers I wonder how we’re still able to even breathe.

But in between wrenching at her dress and my own clothes, she’s still trying to tell me something.

Something I figure will have to wait.

I want to unwrap what’s mine.

I want to stake my claim and taste Piper in my mouth.

All of her until she shudders to a climax I can already sense from her pussy, already hot to the touch once my hand slides up between her legs.

The lace panties she has on feel coarse compared to the smooth, slick wetness of her sex, which I open wider. Probing two fingers up to the first knuckle inside her, making her gasp aloud.

“Oh god,” she cries out, her legs buckling as the first wave of true earth-shattering pleasure grips her.

My arms grip the rest of her and lift her up like it’s our wedding night.

The bedroom’s all the way upstairs, and it’s clear from her wetness as well as her vocals that she’s a girl who needs serious attention.

Right fucking now.

Making it to the bottom of the huge oak staircase, I set her down a few steps up, pushing her dress up past her knees and then past her hips, groaning when I finally see my sweet Piper in all her glory.

Her perfect, pink pussy is already glistening with her essence. Already winking with an inviting quiver that sees my free hand racing to free my cock from its prison.

Her eyes are wide, but once she sees the other reason for my nickname, Bannon the Cannon, she shudders and curses loudly, shaking her head in disbelief.

One of her hands reaches for the shining, thick purple head as my own is pumping furiously. Automatically.

Frantic to get some relief now that I’ve seen my prize up close.

But it’s her I want.

Her thick thighs spread wider for me as she purrs, easily taking over stroke duty for me as the length of my hardness becomes apparent when I yank my suit pants down to my knees.

“Reeve…” she whimpers, sounding as if she’ll be in pain if I don’t do something, and fast.

“Fuck, Piper… You’re so fucking perfect,” I groan. My hands push her legs even wider as she tugs at my aching dick with one hand, her other tugging at the lacing on her dress’s bodice.

In moments her chest spills free, matched only by the constant stream of precome already flowing from my twitching dick as I bite down hard, struggling not to come all over her right now.

One of my hands cups a breast, drawing a low moan from her. My other hand revisits the tight sweetness of her now quaking hole.

Her stiff clit, like her nipples, engorged with her pounding pulse. Hot and swollen.

The slightest touch from me sends her whole body into a jerking spasm as it becomes clear to me just how close she is to coming already.

“Reeeeeve!” she begs me, her mouth moving without words as her eyes roll back, her lids fluttering, both her hands reaching for the back of my head as I lean down and in one swift movement, take all of her sweet cunt into my greedy mouth.