Page 57 of Whiskey & Honey

“Feel free to sing away. I’ll be the perfect ladder and just sit here.”

“I don’t think I want that,” she whispers, slightly leaning in to me.

“No?” I ask while my hands begin making their way from her knees to her upper thighs. Thankfully the skirt of her dress has ridden up on its own as she’s settled in on my lap. She’s moving her body ever so slightly, causing her breasts to rise and fall. Her neck is within range of my lips and the moment I connect with her skin she tilts her head back and releases a sound that I can only believe she’s been holding in.

My hands have made their way around to her backside. With a squeeze of her ass her face comes down and it’s she who kisses me this time. Her hands move from resting on my biceps to either side of my face. I let her take control. This is the first time Piper has given herself over to me. She’s choosing this. I pull my hands from her backside and begin tugging at the straps of her dress. I know she was freezing at my house in this outfit and knowing she wore it for me gives me hope.

The top of the dress is tight and the straps only come down a little on her arms. I reach around to find the zipper, but I feel her tense as I do.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” I say apologetically. I must have really pushed too far because she’s standing up from where she’d been perched.

I open my mouth to apologize more when she extends her hand to me. I place my hand in hers and before I stand she says the words that will forever change us.

“Let’s go to bed.”