Hale: A Single Dad Sports Romance (Hale Brothers)
Hale: Chapter 25

My mouth is desperate to feel hers, greedily possessing it with each brush of our lips. I groan into our kiss and grip her neck harder once her tongue slips inside my mouth. This kiss is painfully slow and invigorating. It sets my body on fire, making my skin scorching hot. It’s fucking madness, but I don’t care. I want what I want, and it’s her. Here and now.

Leaning away, I see her panting. Piper’s gaze is glimmering in the darkness, looking feverish. She parts her lips, breathing rapidly. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, I trace my fingers over her jaw and down her neck. So fucking beautiful.

I slowly stand up, holding her gaze. I extend my hand and help Piper to her feet. Without hesitation, I lead her toward a little terrace in a secluded part of the backyard. She doesn’t ask a single question, just goes with the flow.

Stopping near a wooden bench, I reach over a nearby chair and take a little flannel blanket from the back of it. I quickly cover the bench, plop down, and meet Piper’s gaze. Her impatience is adorable.

“Take your shorts off,” I tell her. Then I watch her get rid of them, keeping her panties on. Such a good girl; she always does what she’s told. I adjust my cock in my shorts, and her eyes zero in on it. “Sit on my lap.”

Piper steps closer and lowers herself onto my lap. A quiet whimper leaves her mouth once my hardness pokes against her pussy. She wraps her arms around my neck, holding my gaze. In the darkness, under a sky full of stars, my eyes roam over her face, appreciating her beauty. Moonlight reflects on her tanned skin, making it glow. I notice a little birthmark on her right cheek and another on her left, closer to her mouth. She has full, kissable lips and little dimples that appear any time she grins. Her long black eyelashes are framing her eyes, making her gaze languid. She’s an incredibly gorgeous girl.

“Resisting you is harder than I thought,” Piper whispers, rotating her hips and gliding her pussy over my dick.

“And why are you resisting me?” I ask, grabbing a handful of her ass, digging my fingers into her skin.

“I don’t want you to think I’m needy.”

“We could be needy together,” I confess, and she smiles as she continues to rub her pussy over my length through our clothes. “There’s nothing wrong with wanting to have sex…once a week, once a day, once an hour. Whenever you want me. I’ll never say no to you.”

“You’re setting my expectations really high.” She rolls her hips one more time, and a loud hiss escapes my mouth. She’s going to make me cum in my shorts. “Ruining me for all other men.”

Her words trigger me, make me unreasonable. I grab her hair in my fist and yank. Her head bobs back, exposing her neck to me. I inch forward, showering her skin with wet kisses, devouring every inch of her throat.

“How wet are you for me?” Letting go of her hair, I reach into my pocket and take out a condom.

“I’m soaking wet, Hunter,” she murmurs, placing a hand on my groin and pulling my dick out of my shorts. I tear the wrapper, toss it aside, and roll the condom over my cock. Her hand squeezes the base of my shaft, and I growl in warning. “I want you so bad.”

“Good.” I press my finger to her clit, feeling her wetness through her panties. “I want you to take my dick into your little pussy and ride me till you can’t fucking move.”

Piper hovers over my lap, then moves her panties aside and takes my cock all the way inside her pussy. She’s warm and wet, tightly wrapping around my dick. Her movements are slow and deep. She doesn’t rush, enjoying every dip of her hips. The most mesmerizing thing? I look into her eyes, and I don’t want to look away.

“You feel so good,” I praise her. “So fucking good.”

Her pussy is slowly stretching, taking more and more of my cock. I’m so deep it makes me see stars. I cup her ass with my hands, urging her to start moving faster. My release builds within me, making my breath shallow. I pull her face to mine, searing her lips with a kiss. It’s rough; I’m ravishing her mouth with mine. She might be my own addiction, the kind of drug I never thought I’d get to try. She’s sweet and wild, and the level of trust she demonstrates makes me want her even more.

“I’m gonna come, Hunter. Oh my God…” Piper’s moves become frantic as she wraps her arms around my shoulders. She bounces up and down on my cock, rubbing her clit over my lower abdomen, stimulating her approaching orgasm. “Are you close? Hunter, please.”

“Yes…make me come, baby,” I groan, just as she catches my bottom lip between her teeth, biting it and slowly releasing. A wicked smile illuminates her face. “Such a naughty girl you are…riding my dick so well…”

I slap her ass any time she moans. Her eyes are closed as she fucks me. Harder. Rougher. Deeper. Her need to come intensifies, just like mine. I’m barely holding back my release, but as soon as her body starts to tremble and her walls squeeze around my shaft, I let go too. Fuck, it feels incredible.

We kiss, prolonging the feeling of our orgasms. My hands caress her body as I slowly slide them up and down her sides. Piper is the first to lean away. She cups my face with her hands, her eyes searching mine. Her chest rises and falls as she continues to stare at me.

“What is it, baby? Tell me.”

“Do you have more condoms with you? I want you again.” I definitely have a little wild thing with a sex drive like mine.

“I have a few,” I confirm, and her face lights up with a smile. “I’ve never been this hard after sex…”

She hops off my lap, takes off my condom, and tosses it aside, while I get a new one from my pocket. My hard dick is the only thing I’m going to take care of tonight. That and Piper.

Straddling me, Piper takes my cock inside her once again. And this time, I simply pull her in for a kiss and lose myself in her. The best fix to my fuckup…enjoying sex with someone I really like.

This morning, I leave my room after a knock on my door. Story is standing in front of me in the hallway. She’s fully dressed and holding her backpack in her hands. I arch an eyebrow in question, and my daughter sighs.

“Piper is asleep again.”

“Meaning?” I crouch to her so I can look her in the eyes.

Story giggles, covering her mouth with her hand. “Piper woke me up, told me to get dressed and go to the kitchen for breakfast. The whole time I was eating, she was yawning and rubbing her eyes. I told her to go lie down and catch a few more minutes of sleep. And she did…she’s still asleep.”

I barely hide my smile. My chest is full of pride. I fucked her good last night, stretching her pussy and making her come over and over. Around four a.m., I took her to her bed, and since she usually wakes Story up at seven, she didn’t get much sleep.

“Let’s give your nanny a chance to rest, okay?” My daughter nods. “I’ll take you to school, and Piper will pick you up. What do you think?”

“I think you’re the best daddy in the world!”

I ruffle her hair and stand up. “Wait for me in the living room. I need five minutes to get dressed.”

Story smiles and strolls away, humming some song under her breath. The grin I was trying to suppress blooms on my lips, and this time I don’t hide it. She wanted me to make her pass out when I fucked her in the shower…well, I guess I succeeded last night on the terrace.

When I get home, I hear my parents’ voices. My ears prick up, and my eyebrows rise to my hairline. I don’t remember my mom telling me they were planning to visit.

I linger by the door to the living room. Mom and Dad are sitting on the couch while Story shows them something in one of her books. I clear my throat, and they all bring their gazes to me.

“We’ve been waiting for you for a while!” Dad exclaims with a smile on his face.

“If I knew you’d be here, I would’ve made sure to be home earlier.” I shrug, adjusting my sports bag. “I hit the gym after practice. I have way too much energy.”

“Yeah, it’s our fault, we didn’t warn you,” Mom says softly, looking me up and down. “Story called…she wants to come over for a sleepover.”

“And instead of calling me and asking, you decided to just show up?”

“I know, it sounds bad, but your daughter knows how to masterfully manipulate us. She wanted us here, and well…we’re here.” My mother gives me a smile. “Tomorrow is Saturday. Your big day. This way you’ll have a chance to relax and prepare for the game. We’ll bring Story to the stadium.”

It’s not a bad idea. If anything, the peace and quiet will do me a lot of good, and Story will get to spend time with her grandparents. Win-win.

“Okay, but we need to⁠—”

“We already did.” My dad points to a small bag sitting by the couch. “Piper helped us pack. She’s in her room. I told her she could have the night off if Story comes to our place.”

That, I don’t like, but I keep silent. I don’t want them to be suspicious. Because, indeed, if Story isn’t here, why should Piper stay?

“Great,” I say.

The door to Piper’s room is open, so I stop in the doorframe. She’s in her bed, hiding under a blanket with a book. I knock softly, and she finally notices me.

“Hey.”

“Hey. Come on in.” She puts her book on the covers. I come closer and lower myself onto her bed. “You let Story go to your parents’.”

“I did. She’ll have a great time with them, and they’ll bring her to the game tomorrow.” I give her a smile, and she smiles back. “Did you tell Riley she can come?”

“I did. She yelled so loud, I wanted to hang up on her.”

I shake my head, examining her face. “How do you feel?”

“Now? Good. This morning? Or when I brought Story home? Not so good.” Her eyes sparkle with mischief. “When I said I wanted you to make me pass out, I didn’t mean it.”

“That’s your little price for five⁠—”

“Six,” Piper corrects me, giving me an eye roll.

“That’s the price of six orgasms.”

“You make it sound as if I was there alone,” she huffs, crossing her arms over her chest.

“You definitely weren’t,” I murmur, leaning closer and cupping her face. “Have dinner with me.”

Piper’s eyes widen as she gawks at me. “Dinner with you?”

“Dinner and a movie. Unless you planned to go home?” I hold her gaze, my fingers caressing her cheek.

“Dinner and a movie sounds great.”

“Amazing.” I give her a quick kiss on her lips and stand up from her bed. “I need to take a shower, and then I’ll meet you in the kitchen?”

“You bet,” she says, picking up her book again. Smiling to myself, I head out of her room. Tonight is going to be amazing.