As I’m jogging to the SUV with a soaking-wet Piper next to me, I feel something…
I feel two things actually.
The first is the feeling inside me. I should keep that shit to myself at this point, huh?
The second thing I feel is physical? Or I should say, it’s the vibration from my phone.
I look at my phone and then look right at Piper.
Nope. Not going to let a thing bother me.
Even though I should.
It’s not the first time the person blackmailing me has text when I was with Piper. It happened at the house I’m renting. When Piper asked me if I was married.
This text…
Okay, Cutter. Time’s up. Did all I can to protect you from this. Remember, you chose this. Not me. Have a great night!
We get to my SUV and before Piper can run to her side, I grab for her arm and pull her toward me.
She spins around, a slippery, soaked mess from the pool.
She smells like chlorine and she smiles like a light from heaven.
I kiss her.
A very soft, tender kiss.
The kind of kiss that if she slapped me and ran away from me I wouldn’t blame her.
Piper doesn’t slap me. She doesn’t run away.
Damn, this beautiful stubborn woman just melts right into my arms.
I trace my fingers down her back.
She jumps a little and arches her back, thrusting her chest into the hot shower water.
She puts her head back and sighs.
When I get to her hips, my right hand travels around and down between her legs.
I gently grab and cup her body, pulling her against me.
She’s tender with warmth, ready for me, and believe me, I feel the same way too.
My cock is pointed up, pressed between our bodies.
Piper turns her head and smiles for a fraction of a second, then she looks nervous.
I understand her worry right now. It makes sense.
When you think about it in basic terms, she’s snuck a man into her house to have sex with. While her son is in his room, watching a movie, falling asleep. It’s far from the ordinary for Piper. In fact, it’s never happened before.
These are all things she told me as I dropped her off at the corner of the street and she told me where to park and how to find her backyard.
It’s been a long time since I ran down a side street, jumped a fence, and snuck onto a back porch to get into a woman’s house for some late night fun.