After Us (Next Generation #6) - J.M. Walker Page 0,17

rumbling from his chest. “I understand.” I thought a moment. “Was she in love with you?”

“She said she was. But I think she was just looking for some form of happiness that her husband couldn’t give her at the time. They’re now in counseling and seem to be doing better.” Jaron ran his hand beneath my shirt, brushing his fingers over my lower back. “I don’t want her, Piper. Whatever you’re thinking, you have nothing to fear. I’m yours. I’m Brynn’s. Both of you are my girls.”

I nodded, laying down and snuggling my face into the crook of his neck.

His breathing evened out, his stiff body finally relaxing beneath me for the first time since he was released earlier that afternoon.

“I love you, Jaron,” I whispered, kissing his cheek.

***

Warm lips brushed down the length of my neck. A heavy cock rested between my thighs. Hinting. Begging. Swelling for more.

I bit my bottom lip to keep from moaning out his name. But it didn’t stop me from thinking it.

Jaron. Jaron. Jaron.

My hips moved back and forth. Up and down. Side to side. The thick length between my thighs, pressed against my slick center.

I had gone to bed in shorts and a tank top, but I could still feel him everywhere. Was I dreaming? Was this just some delicious fantasy that my brain had conjured up because I had been lonely for so long?

“Please,” I whispered, knowing he liked it when I begged.

Hands gripped my hips. Fingers dug into my flesh. As much as I knew he wanted me, he held me still and rolled his hips.

Pleasure shot through me. My core clenched. Aching. Throbbing. Needing to be filled by him.

With my eyes still closed, I let the ecstasy consume me and take control much like the man lying beneath me.

With a firm grip on my ass, he undulated his hips, forcing a groan to fall between us.

A spark shot through me when my clit came into contact with the hard ridges of his thick length. “Jaron,” I finally cried out.

“Piper.”

My eyes snapped open, the delicious dream vanishing and sizzling into a memory. But even though it had been just a dream, he was hard beneath me and his hands were on my hips.

“I’m…I was…”

He pushed me back and forward, sliding me along the thick length beneath his sweatpants.

“Oh God.” I panted, shaking above him.

“I was dreaming,” he said, his voice husky. “I was dreaming that you were riding me.”

“I was dreaming that this was happening.” I sat up, placing my hands on his chest.

“That what was happening?” he asked, his slate eyes meeting mine.

“Your hands were on me like this. Your cock was hard beneath me.” I undulated my hips over him. “Like this.”

“Fuck.” His eyes rolled into the back of his head, his fingers tightening their hold on me. “We shouldn’t.”

He had said that he didn’t want to take advantage of me. But he never said anything about no foreplay.

“We’re not having sex,” I panted, thrusting my hips forward and back.

“We might as well be.”

“I need you. I need this. It’s been too long.”

He sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the couch. “Then kiss me, baby.”

A breath of relief left me that he wasn’t going to fight me on this.

Licking along his bottom lip, I crushed my mouth to his at the same time he picked up speed with his hips.

A delicious burn spread through me. Although we were both fully clothed, it felt almost as good as if he were inside me.

“Faster,” I pleaded against his lips.

“What do you want?” He kissed the corner of my mouth. “You want to come? You want to soak my pants with your sweet cream?”

I moaned, a fast release crashing into me like that of a tidal wave.

He chuckled. “That’s my girl. So damn responsive.”

I grinned. “Only for you.”

Jaron cupped my nape. “Fucking right.” He slammed his mouth down hard on mine and ran my center up and down the length of him. “Fuck, baby. So good.”

Slipping my tongue between his lips, I reveled in the way he swelled beneath me.

“Piper.” His body shook, a soft growl escaping him when I felt something warm rush between my legs. He released my mouth, breathing heavy. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

I smirked. “Neither was I.”

“I know you want me to fuck you.”

“Of course I do.” I ran my fingers over his collarbone. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“I don’t want to take advantage of you. I know it’s been a while for both of us. I’m