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Getting slappedin the face is far from my idea of fun, but in this case, I completely deserved it. I shouldn’t have told her that, not now, not after having pushed her away for as long as I have. Maybe if I had apologized first, explained why I’ve been so distant it would have been okay, but it’s too late for that now. Just like everything else between us, the moment was just foiled by poor timing.
I want to stop her from walking away, but I know she has every right to be upset with me right now. The last thing she needs is to be denied her space. I’m not sure what it means, this urge I have to make things right. It’s probably just a byproduct of my still rock solid cock doing 98% of my thinking, but on the off chance it isn’t, I’m going to have to find a way to deal with it.
But later, when I’m not standing naked in the middle of the hallway with a hard on. Quickly I gather up my towel and fasten it back around my waist. Not that it does much good, my stiff cock has it pushed out like a tent, advertising my state of arousal! Hoping that neither Mom or Leo are in he entryway to see me streak by, I hurry to my room and duck inside. Only when I’m safely behind the closed door do I pull off the towel and throw it in the chair. Not like the damn thing was hiding anything at this point anyway!
Like clock work my thoughts return to Piper, but I’m not the least bit surprised. I’m starting to get used to my mind fixating on her, in fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone informed me that it’s a permanent curse now. Unfortunately, being so close to her, on the verge of finally getting to fuck that sexy body of hers has made my obsession with her even worse. I need her more than ever. If I hadn’t pissed her off I would have gone into the bathroom with her. Thinking about slipping into the shower and tugging her wet body against me does nothing to dispel the stiffness of my cock, which is a crucial goal right now!
I dig some clothes out of the dresser and start putting them on, willing myself to focus on something besides fantasizing about Piper naked in the shower. But I just can’t get the image of her face as I was fingering her out of my head. She looked so enraptured, like she was losing herself to my touch. I want to make her feel that way again, to seduce her not just for my pleasure, but so that I can make the earth move for her as they say. She deserves no less than that. Then I remember, that no matter how capable I am of giving her the best fuck of her life, she still deserves more than I could ever give her.
Forcing my stiff cock into my pants, I struggle with the clash of feelings. Wanting her, but wanting to protect her, too. A knot of uncertainty twists in my guts, that for the moment I grasp onto. I make myself imagine how much damage I could do to Piper, how I could destroy her life with all the baggage that I carry. I’m terrified of doing that to her, of not being able to be the man that she needs and deserves
I hate having to remind myself of just how far I’ve fallen. In the last four years I’ve seen death and ruin, darkness and torment. But Piper is so bright, so pure and unspoiled. She’s experienced none of the evils I’ve been forced to endure and the last thing I want to do is taint her with my sea of gnashing demons. She shouldn’t have to endure the hardship that I would inflict on her. She deserves nothing but happiness and I’m not sure I’m capable of giving it to her. Yeah, I could fuck her silly, but physical gratification won’t be enough forever.
These dour thoughts do the trick, abolishing my arousal and making my pants quite a bit more comfortable. Even though I’m confident now about going downstairs, my heart is heavy and that stone of dread firmly rests once again in the pit of my stomach. More than before I want to cancel this stupid to trip so I can stay here and rot all by myself, but I force myself to sling my packed duffel over my shoulder. Running isn’t an option anymore, time to face the music and deal with Piper like an adult. No matter how difficult that proves to be.
Determined to stick to my guns, to not let lust cloud my judgment, I head downstairs to join Mom and Leo in the living room.
“Well there you are!” Leo spots me first and beams. “Seen Piper this morning?”
“Uhh,” I clear my throat and buy myself a moment by setting my duffel down. “Passed her in the hall,” is all I say. Better to keep it simple, even if it is one hell of an under statement.
While we wait, Mom starts talking about all the great fun we’re going to have. She’s quite enthused, but I’m not feeling the least bit excited and have to fake a smile, thankful she doesn’t notice. She’s so charged up about the trip I could probably stand here frowning and she’d miss it entirely. That’s the benefit of having a spunky mother, she’s pretty impervious to having her good moods shattered unless something absolutely horrible happens.
“Morning Dad, morning Vanessa!”
About fifteen minutes later, Piper’s voice takes me completely by surprise. I turn to look at her and instantly wish I hadn’t.
She’s dressed in a pair of fitted jeans that gently hug the curve of her hips and thighs. Her turtleneck sweater, thick and fuzzy, likewise shapes her womanly figure, making my dick twitch as my eyes roam her ample breasts. The only skin she has showing is her face and hands, but I’m so turned on by the hint of the smoking hot body beneath that she might as well have run through the living room stark naked!
My resolve melts as I picture dragging her upstairs and ripping her clothes off. Whatever strength I had to resist her is gone now. She’s my little princess… too beautiful, too sexy. She catches my gaze and flashes me a brief, knowing smirk that tells me right away that she’s just toying with me. And that’s when I make a new decision… I’m going to fuck Piper Tate tonight.
