Chapter 17

Evan

I looked out the expansive window of the lounge and sipped on my large glass of whiskey. I watched as the headlights of Piper’s car slowly made their way through the trees toward the house.

She stepped from her car. Her neck craned up to look at the roof, then left to right. She looked at me through the window and held her arms out to symbolize it was a large house. I grinned and walked to the door to meet her.

I opened the large oak door and there stood Piper.

“Fucking hell, this place is huge,” she said.

I grinned at her coarse language. “Home sweet home,” I said. “Come on in.”

Piper moved into the large reception hall and turned in every direction.

“Please tell me that your Baby Maker enterprise didn’t pay for all of this?” she asked.

“Not at all,” I said. “I told you. I’ve never made a penny from that venture. This comes from my other business.”

“Geez, look at all these old paintings,” Piper said, impressed. “Are all these your family?”

“Generations of them, yes,” I replied.

“Why is there an empty space here?” Piper asked. “I can see something used to hang here.”

“That was where my greedy uncle used to hang,” I answered. “He was the one who tried to get his hands on all of this.”

“Ah, a bit of a black sheep,” she said.

“Nah, just a greedy asshole. He doesn’t deserve to hang beside the rest of the family.”

She looked around with a critical eye. “I could do wonders with my designing in here, you know? I wouldn’t charge you much.” Piper laughed.

“Maybe one day,” I replied.

“What is this other venture you have?” she asked. “The one that paid for this place?”

We walked into the large living room. The log fire was crackling away in the stone hearth.

“Jesus, that is cool,” she said. “So romantic.”

“Here you go,” I said, handing her my phone. “This is where all of this came from.”

“Phones?” she asked.

“No, look at the app on the display,” I said.

“Fit4Life?” Piper asked.

“That’s one of them,” I explained. “There’s a whole suite of them, but that is the crème de la crème of fitness apps.”

“I have Mom watch,” she said. “I use it for the ovulation calendar.”

I smiled. “Another one of mine,” I said.

“So how do you make so much money off these apps?” Piper asked. “I mean, they don’t cost much to download.”

“Four bucks a pop,” I said. “Or fifteen for the full suite. Multiplied by say ten or twenty million downloads. It adds up.”

“Wow, that’s obscene,” Piper said. “And then you have all those accessories?”

“Yeah, and it just keeps growing,” I said.

Piper walked towards the log fire and sat on the sofa. I poured her a drink and sat beside her.

“I want to start fresh,” I said, handing her the drink. “A new beginning.”

Piper took the glass and placed it on the coffee table.

“I agree with you. We have enough history between us. I’ve thought of nothing else all day.”

Piper explained how everything would have been different if I had been a stranger. But I wasn’t. Our history had pulled us together and also pushed us apart.

“I’m willing to do it your way,” I said. “Whatever you say. You’re in control.”

“Pile the pressure on me, why don’t you!” she giggled. She also covered her mouth, like the school girl I remembered used to.

“It’s the only way,” I said. “You’re the one person I trust to make the right choices.”

She nodded. “It might work. I have no biases about anything between us. So, I’ll try and come up with the best solution.”

I explained myself to Piper. Her presence already made me feel different. She made me less defensive generally, and all the rules I’d spent years enforcing meant nothing. I willingly broke every single one of these rules one by one because of her.

“I must say though, you’re the first person I’ve ever brought to this house. And you’re the only woman I’ve ever been with that hasn’t been under any form of agreement or contract.”

Piper laughed. “I feel special, now you’ve told me that.”

“You should,” I said. “Ten years and things are finally changing.”

“Maybe you should be careful, you know,” she said, laughing.

“Why?” I asked.

“You could be creating little Evans, soon,” she said.

“Yes!” I replied.

I’d thought about this, and it was the original reason I had created the contracts in the first place. Heirs to all of this had not been an intention of mine. Ever.

“Tell me, Evan, why don’t you want children?” she asked. “You know, someone to carry on your name?”

“I did, once,” I replied.

“Well, what happened?” she asked.

“It was a dream that ended quite a few years ago,” I explained.

I bowed my head as I remembered exactly the day when the dream of mine died.

“When was that?” she asked, leaning forward, waiting for my answer.

I raised my head and looked deeply into her eyes. I spoke slowly and softly. “It died the day I found out you were engaged,” I said sadly.

Piper inched her way closer to me on the sofa and threw her arms around me. She nuzzled her head against my chest and looked up into my eyes. I lowered my head and kissed Piper passionately.

Intense passion flowed between us again. I stroked Piper’s cheek and brushed her hair from her shoulder. Our embrace heated up, and we began to explore each other again in a new, fresh start.

Piper took hold of my shirt buttons and began to pop them open them one by one. I placed my hands on her hips and slowly lifted her shirt over her head. I rubbed my hands over her bra, and she sighed contentedly. I felt the warmth of her breasts and her nipples. They slowly hardened with my touch. I slipped off my shirt, and she sighed with anticipation. The flickering flames danced over my tanned body.

I held out my hand to Piper. She took hold of me, and I led her to the rug in the center of the room. The one in front of the log fire. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. The warmth of her body spread against me. I slowly pulled the zipper of her skirt down. I slipped her skirt to the floor, and she stood there like a goddess. It was more than perfect. The golden glow of the fire embraced the curves of her body and caught the glint in her eyes.

I placed my hands on her shoulders and ran my fingers down her arm. Piper pulled at the buckle on my belt and loosened my pants. Piper pulled my pants to the floor, and I felt myself becoming aroused. The flames flickered and danced over our bodies. The fiery embers warmed our skin. Piper fumbled with the clasp of her bra and released her breasts. I cupped her and ran her nipples between my fingers. Then she slid her fingers inside the elastic of my shorts.

God, yes.

Piper held her body close to mine as she lowered herself to the floor. I stepped from my shorts, and her hair brushed against my semi-erect cock. I stepped from them and Piper took hold of my balls and softly caressed me. Her hand was warm and sexy. I brushed the hair from her face, and her eyes sparkled from the fire. She was my goddess. Piper slowly moved her hand from my balls and wrapped her warm fingers around the base of my shaft. She squeezed my cock tight, and I could feel myself becoming hard.

Piper’s tongue teased the end of my cock. It was heavenly. Piper slid my cock slowly into her mouth. I ran my fingers through her hair and pulled at the roots. I grabbed a handful and pushed her head harder into my lap, spurring her on. My hips pushed forward, and I ignited.

I wanted to taste Piper’s moist pussy. I lifted her, and she stood before me. She smiled and bit her bottom lip. Then she slipped from her white panties. I laid her down in the softness of the sheepskin rug that filled the width of the stone hearth. I grabbed a cushion from the couch and placed it under Piper’s head. She put her feet on the floor, her legs spread open for me. The fire cast its warmth over our naked bodies. We writhed around on the floor.

I kissed her inner thigh and ran my tongue over the sweet skin of her moist pussy. My fingers spread her, and I could see her clit nudging out to me. Piper lowered her hand and rubbed her clitoris with her finger.

“Lick just here,” she cooed.

My tongue flicked against the tip of her clit. The musky smell of her scent flowed to me. My tongue darted and danced, and she moaned in sheer ecstasy. Then her hips thrust forward. I sucked on her swollen clit even more.

I couldn’t get enough of her. My tongue slid deep inside her, and I could feel the warmth of her body. My tongue darted in and out, and Piper pushed my head deeper into her lap.

“Fuck Evan, your tongue,” she moaned. “You’re teasing me so much. I’m so horny.”

My thumbs spread her lips wide, and I lapped at her pussy. She caressed her breasts, and her fingers pinched her hard nipples. My tongue pleasured her perfectly.

“Sixty-nine,” Piper purred.

“Your old favorite,” I whispered.

Piper knelt on the sheepskin rug, and I laid myself down. She straddled over me, her hips hovering over my head. I placed my hands on the cheeks of her ass. Piper spread her legs and lowered her hips toward me. I stuck my tongue out and lapped at her pussy. My tongue flicked up at her, and she swallowed the length of my shaft and squeezed my balls.

Fuck, yeah.

Her mouth gripped me tight as her head bobbed. My cock filled her warm mouth. I teased her clit and darted my tongue along the length of her wet lips, then inside her.

Piper squeezed my cock tight with her mouth, and her hand stroked my length. Her mouth wrapped tightly as she sucked my cock deep, all the way to the back of her throat. She held my head, and I could feel her gasping for breath. I teased her clit with my thumb, and my tongue slipped deeper inside her sex.

Spasms filled my balls. I was about to come. I resisted the urge. I wanted to be inside her when I finally released. That way, it would be a step closer to giving Piper the child she wanted.

Our bodies embraced each other in lust. We teased each other near to the point of finishing. Piper rolled onto the sheepskin rug, and we cuddled together in the warmth and sparkle of the log fire.