deeper. She grabbed his ass with both hands, pulling him in deeper. Fuuck. He gritted his teeth against his mounting orgasm. His chin fell to his chest, eyes trained on Piper as she wrapped one hand around his cock, dropping the other between her legs again, stroking them both as he fucked her mouth. She moaned around his cock, the vibration sending lust spiking down his spine, and he lost it. His body bucked, and he ground out her name as he came. She stayed with him, taking everything he had to give. When the last pulse moved through him, he closed his eyes, trying to catch his breath.
“Watch me,” she practically purred.
His eyes flew open, hypnotized by her. He’d have stood on his head if she’d asked him to. She licked his half-hard length, touching herself until her head fell back, and she came loudly and unabashedly, her sinful sounds filling the bathroom.
“Jesus, Piper.” He stroked her cheek and said, “You destroy me.”
She didn’t just destroy him. She owned him.
Body and soul.
She rose to her feet with a sultry and victorious look in her eyes, pressed her hands to his cheeks, and crashed her mouth over his. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, fucking it as he’d just fucked hers. She kissed him like she knew she owned him, and he realized that if he wanted her to trust him with her heart, to realize—or rather acknowledge—that he wasn’t like every other guy, he needed to slow down and make sure she felt it.
When their mouths parted, her lips were wet and tempting. He kept her close, loving the feel of her bare skin against his. The last thing he wanted to do was slow down.
She kissed his chin and said, “I should go.”
“Stay with me.” He wanted to hold her in his arms, to spend time just being together, but he knew she’d balk at opening herself up emotionally, so he said, “I haven’t tasted you in days. I need a hit of my girl.”
Her brows lifted, and she said, “Good. At least now I know you’ll be thinking of me today.”
Her words sounded familiar, and as she hiked up her jeans, he realized it was exactly what he’d texted to her the morning she’d run out of his house after seeing him naked. He pulled up his shorts and hauled her back into his arms.
She gave him another scorching kiss, grabbed her toolbox, and with a sassy wink, she said, “I’ll walk your watchdog before I go and lock the door when I leave, so you don’t have to hobble downstairs.”
His heart hurt for both of them. He went for another dose of honesty, hoping to break through her walls before she left the room. “Pipe, you don’t need to play games with me or try to scare me off.”
The sass in her eyes faltered.
“I’m not going to hurt you, Piper, and I’m sure as hell not going anywhere.”
Her gaze hit the ground, and she gripped the handle of her toolbox so tight her knuckles turned white. She stood still for a few hopeful seconds before walking out the bathroom door.
“Piper.”
She turned, and he saw a glimpse of something deep and meaningful in her eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it had come. He wanted to ask her to stay again, but he knew he hadn’t yet earned that rung on her ladder of trust, so he said, “We’re bigger than sex, Pipe. You’ll see.”
Her mouth twitched, as if she liked the sound of that, but she turned away and said, “Good night, Harley,” and left the room.
CHAPTER TWELVE
DUTCH’S WAS BUSY for a Tuesday afternoon. The local Kiwanis club was having its monthly lunch meeting, and the knitting club ladies had rescheduled their normal Wednesday-afternoon meeting to today. Doris Pilcheck, the leader of the knitting club, had a date later that evening with someone she’d met on a senior dating site, and her girlfriends were bringing her up to speed on the dating scene. Doris was a lovely woman in her midseventies who had lost her husband, Rodney, several years ago. She’d known Harley all his life, as had most of the gray-haired ladies around Sweetwater. Doris had pumped him and Jasper for advice for a long time after she and her friends had first arrived. At the top of his list of advice was to meet her date someplace public and to drive her own car, so she wasn’t put in a compromising position.