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But it feels so right as Piper trembles against me. The noises that leave her mouth are ones that I could listen to on repeat for the rest of my life and never get sick of. I suck her clit into my mouth, then push her legs back until they’re close to touching her head.
God, she looks like a goddess in this position. Opened up completely for me, spread wide, it’s every man’s wet dream. My dick is aching in my pants and I know I’m going to have to relieve him at some point, but this is about Piper, right now. Not me.
I’m apologizing to her.
What better way to apologize than letting her come all over my tongue and walking away? Women always want to feel important, and that’s exactly what I’ll do when I don’t let her take care of me. She’ll try, I’m sure, but I’m not going to let that happen. Not after what I said to her.
The words she spewed at me before rushing into the house are running on repeat through my head. She has feelings for me. This isn’t about having a warm body to keep her company, it’s more than that. Is it more than that for me? Judging by the way my entire soul lights up when she’s around, I’d say it is.
“More,” she moans, bringing her hands to my head and gripping the strands of my hair. “Please, Beau.”
The begging.
It does something to me. Something I’ve never noticed before. I growl against her flesh and remove one hand from her thigh and bring it to her entrance. Her walls clench around my thick digits as I slide them inside and her moans only get louder at the contact. My tongue continues its assault against her clit, wanting her to feel everything right now, and she growls in frustration.
She’s close.
I just need to send her over the edge.
My teeth sink into her swollen bud, very lightly, not enough to cause her too much pain, enough that when I bring my tongue back over it she’s shaking uncontrollably. “You like that?”
She pushes her hips against my face, giving me the answer I needed, and I repeat the action — getting softer with it each time so as not to hurt her. I’m humming in appreciation when she screams out my name, her release coating my fingers. It isn’t until her breaths even out that I pull out of her and stand straighter, gazing at her glazed over expression.
Before she can say anything, I’m rushing out of the room with only one thought on my mind — her dad is going to kill me. God, he could’ve walked right into her house and heard us up here. I shake my head and push out of the back door, heading straight to the guest house rather than the workbench.
I’ve been getting work done a lot faster than I expected. I’m sure one day of not doing anything won’t hurt. If Piper is worried about it, she can tell me, but until then I’m relaxing. Taking time to think about what happened and how I can fix it. Is that even possible? I’m not so sure.
Because now I know how she feels.
How could I possibly stay away when she tells me that she has feelings for me? I growl in frustration. Maybe she’s onto something. Maybe we could keep this thing a secret until we feel comfortable enough in our relationship to tell John.
That might make things worse though, you idiot.
There’s no easy way to go about this. I have three options here — not having a relationship with Piper at all, which doesn’t seem to be going well. Tell John now instead of waiting and risk him kicking me off her property. Or continue whatever this is with Piper and hope that John won’t pummel me when we finally tell him.
None of them sound appealing, but I need to roll with one of them.
It should be easy enough to choose the first one, she’s so much younger than me, and her father is my best friend — that should be enough to make the decision. But what about the way my skin lights on fire when she touches me, or the way my heart races when she walks into a room? Could I ignore that forever?
No.
Now, I could go with the second, but if he kicks me off her property how will we continue this thing we have? Sure, she could come to my place, but I’m sure John would make sure that’s not possible.
And the last one? That option alone is a complication. I could be risking our friendship by simply keeping the relationship from him in the first place. But, it is the only option where I get to be involved with Piper and get to know her as more than just my best friend’s daughter.
Do I want to risk my friendship by doing all this, is it worth it?
It doesn’t take me longer than two seconds to determine the answer to that. It’s simple — yes. If I could spend another week with Piper before her father found out, living in this bubble of happiness, it’d be worth everything. There’s something there with her that I can’t bring myself to deny anymore, and I’m not sure I want to.
When I stand up to make my way out of the guest house, ready to tell Piper how I feel, she’s already peeling out of the driveway in her car. Jesus, I left her alone up there. I made her come, then just walked away without a single word.
You’re an asshole, Beau.
Maybe I should wait for her on the porch later until she gets back from work.
Or you can stay in here instead of making things worse.
I just had to go and fuck up a perfect moment, again. My phone rings from the pocket of my jeans and I pull it out, cursing when I see John’s name on the screen. Before he gets suspicious, I slide my finger across the screen and accept the call. “Hey, what’s up?”
