I take out my cock and massage it under the desk.
I was one heartbeat away from ruining everything. From goingthere.
I throw back my head as the desire thickens, and remember the way her tight, virgin walls first wrapped around my length in longing as I thrust inside. Her arms were bound around my shoulders like I was the only secure thing in her life.
The trust she put in me was daunting at first, but I wanted to stay in town.
I wanted to be part of her life.
The best part.
I shut my eyes and pretend I’m back in that tent again.
I watch her heaving breasts.
Her walls are welcoming, wrapping tightly around me.
I’d pay millions to hear her sigh again, and come undone from her orgasm.
Growing a child has only enhanced her womanly curves. Her breasts are larger, more pronounced. There’s so much more to grab, and my palm was itching earlier to reach out and squeeze them right through her shirt. Her ass is even fuller too, and moves independently from her body with a mind of its own.
It could do with a spank.
I did that to her a handful of times back then. The excited squeal that flew out of her mouth told me she enjoyed being touched there. With force.
I tighten the hand around my cock and pretend now that I’m deep inside of her, spilling my seed.
I wanted to be the first man in her life.
And the last.
Exhaling a long, disappointed breath as my climax fades, I regain my vision and stare blankly at my reflection in the computer monitor screen.
Our reunion was never meant to happen.
I recline into the office chair in defeat, and remember her hitched eyebrow when I mentioned the insurance fire. The brief lines of tension caught me off guard for a moment.
Now I look back in retrospect and wonder if she lied to me about her financial situation.
Piper is forgetting that I, too, am a single, working parent. Fire and rescue pays more than barista work, but that doesn’t mean I live life on easy mode without a dependent child to feed, clothe, and house.
Prices in small-town Maine are cheaper than they are in New York City, which is why I was able to buy a house with acreage, no problem. But the bills are never-ending when you have a little person to take care of.
And Piper doesn’t exactly have a family support system.
I lean forward and pinch the bridge of my nose, unsure if her setting fire to her house for insurance would be a good thing or not.
I need distance.
And this might just be a good enough excuse for me to stay away.
7
PIPER
“Duh.Of course I know what a Boeing is.” Ellie laughs as she and Sonny play out in the back yard.
“I never see you running around in the playground,” Sonny says. “Why is that?”
