Reconcile by Nicole Dykes

Tonight feels different somehow.I’ve felt Piper’s eyes on me all evening since she got home. Watching me, studying me, but I swear I’ve seen something else there too.

Desire.

I know she said we’re friends, but the way she’s been watching me is not friendly.

Maybe it’s all in my head. Maybe I’m just really fucking horny. It’s been way too long since I’ve been laid, but that’s not really where my mind has been.

I’ve been focused on trying to prove to her I can be a good dad.

We tuck Audrey in, and then Piper grabs my hand, pulling me into her room instead of me following her.

“You okay?”

She nods her head slowly, her teeth pulling on her bottom lip and leaving it swollen and so fucking kissable I can barely stand it. She changed after work into a faded cropped t-shirt and jean shorts.

Fuck, she’s sexy.

She closes the door behind us and locks it, drawing my eyes to hers as I search, trying not to read anything into it.

We’re friends.

But friends don’t usually lock the door.

She moves closer to me, allowing me to breathe in her sweet perfume, placing her hands on my chest. “Ask me.”

I swallow my nerves. She can’t be doing what I think she is. I haven’t been this fucking nervous since the first time I kissed her.

“Are you sure?” I barely recognize my own voice, which sounds raspy and full of gravel.

“Ask. Me.”

Her face is close to mine, and her eyes land on my lips. “If we weren’t Sawyer Ross and Piper Ward, what would we be doing right now?”

She cocks her head playfully to the side. “You mean, if I wasn’t still reeling from finding out that you didn’t actually have sex with my sister but you made me think you did to push me away? And it was a whole plot to hurt your brother and father?”

“Yeah. That.” I eye her, wondering if this is a trap.

“I think we’d kiss.”

Is she for real? What the hell is going on? “Did you have too much wine at dinner, Pipes?”

She laughs at that, and it’s free and easy. Her real laugh. “Kiss me, stupid.”

I don’t question it anymore, wrapping my arm behind her back, pulling her to me by her slender waist and pressing my lips to hers. She runs her tongue over the seam of my lips, and I open for her eagerly as she thrusts her tongue inside, taking the lead.

We kiss fervently, way past just friends, moving toward the bed, our mouths and limbs tangled together before she pushes me back only slightly, allowing me to continue to cling to her body.

“Ask me.”

My breathing is rapid as I pant for this fucking woman. My dream girl who I always wanted but didn’t feel worthy enough to have. The girl I hurt on purpose. “What would we do?”

She smiles, her hands smoothing over my chest as she rests her forehead against mine. “If you weren’t trying so desperately not to screw all this up and to make it up to me? If you weren’t killing yourself to prove to me that you’re the good man I thought you always were?”

I swallow thickly, my emotions too much to deal with as I nod, my head rubbing against hers. “Yes.”

“I think we’d get naked.”

“Piper,” I groan, wanting that so damn bad, but she’s right. I’ve been walking on eggshells and trying so damn hard not to fuck it up. “I don’t want to mess this up. I can’t lose her.” My eyes lock on hers. “And I can’t lose you again.”

“Sawyer.” She brings her hand slowly over my cheek, and I lean into it. “Get naked.”

A man can only take so fucking much. I step out of her hold and grab my t-shirt from behind my neck, lifting it off and tossing it to the floor. Her eyes rake over my chest, and her finger finds the tattoo she always gravitates toward.

I watch the red paint on her fingernail as she traces over the letter and then takes a step back, lifting her t-shirt over her head with both hands, revealing that she’s not wearing a bra. Her tits are fuller than I remember. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

Her pink nipples are peaked with arousal as her breasts heave with each breath. I undo the button on my jeans, waiting for her to tell me to stop or laugh because this was some kind of joke.

But she doesn’t. She just stands by the bed, watching me with hunger in her eyes that makes my knees weak. No one has ever made me feel like she does. I’m not an idiot. In fact, I’m pretty much an arrogant asshole. I know I was blessed with good looks, but with Piper, it’s like she sees beyond that.

I push my jeans and boxer briefs down in one quick motion, freeing my achingly hard cock that’s dying to be inside her once again. Her gaze moves lower, and she gives me a wicked smile.

She pushes her shorts down, and my little vixen isn’t wearing any panties either. She’s trimmed, nearly bare, and it takes everything in me not to reach out and touch her. But I want this to be her decision.

I don’t want to be her regret anymore.

A mistake she wishes she could take back.

“You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. No one makes me feel like you do, Sawyer.”

“What would we do, Pipes? If I weren’t so afraid of fucking it all up?”

She walks closer to me, her fingers dragging through the ridges of my abs. “We’d fuck.”

Her tongue clicks with the word. Damn if that didn’t make my cock jerk in anticipation. Needing her so fucking badly, I grip the back of her neck and pull her mouth to mine, devouring her.

I kiss her lips and make my way over her jaw and down to her collarbone, sucking hard and pulling a moan from her. “God, that feels good.”

“I’m about to make it feel even better.”

I lay her body down on the bed and climb over her, kissing over the soft flesh of her breasts and finding her nipples, tugging gently with my teeth just enough to hurt. Her head falls back as her fingers slide through my hair. “We have to be quiet.”

Right, Audrey is next door. Definitely not used to fucking with a kid in the house. Well, not anymore. I guess Baz was . . . Nope. Not where I want my mind right now.

My mouth moves lower over her toned stomach, swirling my tongue in her belly button. I can’t believe she carried our child in here at one time. I’m pissed I missed seeing her pregnant.

Now’s not the time for bitterness though.

When I reach my destination between her legs, my hands grab her thighs, parting them for me. Her feet plant flat on the bed as she opens for me, giving me the trust that should be long gone. I drag my tongue through her wet slit, causing her fingers to tightly clench my hair. “Oh God, Sawyer.”

I smile at that as I find her clit, circling over it and making her gasp.

Her hips buck with each swipe of my tongue, so fucking responsive and needy. I fucking love it. “Right. There.”

She’s already close, I can hear the desperation in her voice to come, but I’m not ready for that. Her nails dig into my scalp as her hips move upward, chasing her orgasm, but I withdraw my mouth, moving to her inner thigh.

“Sawyer,” she whines, and I look up at her with my own wicked smile before nipping and sucking on her thigh. I feel her trembling as she begs, “Please. God, please.”

I move back to her glistening pussy and breathe in her intoxicating scent. “Fuck, you smell so damn good.” I lick her slowly, causing her back to arch, her tits bouncing with the movement and making me groan. “Just as good as you fucking taste, Piper.”

“Please, Sawyer.”

“What do you want, Pipes?”

Her eyes meet mine, full of desire and frustration. “I want to come.”

I smile devilishly as I grip her thighs and find her clit with my tongue, using a punishing pressure to send her over the edge.

“Yes. Right there. Please don’t stop.” Her hips move with my tongue as her body trembles beneath mine. As her moans grow louder and louder, I reach my hand up to cover her mouth right before she completely loses it, screaming something that sounds like my name, but it’s muffled by my palm.

I tease her clit until she’s begging me to stop and then move up her body, finding her mouth and kissing her hard. “I need you inside me, Sawyer.”

“Let me go grab a condom.”

“No.” I arch an eyebrow. “I’m on birth control. Are you clean?”

“Of course. I always use condoms and get tested.”

She nods, almost frantic as she pulls my mouth to hers. “Then, get inside me.”

Again, a man can only be pushed so damn far. We both groan loudly as I thrust inside her tight heat, burying myself balls deep inside her. She moans my name, arching her back into me, pushing those full tits against my bare chest, and it feels like home.

“Fuck, Piper.”

“Oh God, that feels good.”

We move together, her orgasm building again as my balls tingle with the need to release soon. “I don’t think I’m going to last long.”

She bites on my bottom lip, moving her hips with mine, meeting me thrust for thrust with a stifled moan. Her fingers move to my ass, gripping it hard as she pushes me into her.

“Oh! Right there, Sawyer.” Her head leans back, and I smile, not remembering her being this loud before and loving it but knowing she’d be mortified if Audrey heard. I cover her mouth and thrust deep inside her.

She screams again, my hand firmly over her mouth as her pussy strangles my cock, and I see stars as my cum spills inside her tight pussy. “Fuck.” My own groan is muffled by the skin of her neck as I bury my face there and hold onto her.

I don’t want to let her go.

Not now. Not ever.

When we untangle our bodies, I pull hers to me, spooning her naked body with mine and just breathe her in.

“What would we do, Piper?” I whisper in her ear.

I can feel her smiling. “Everything, Sawyer. We would do everything.”

For the first time in a long damn time, everything feels right with my world.