West

“Tilly, I’m not going to say it again,” I snarl into the phone. “Stay the hell away from Piper, and destroy those pictures, or I’ll sue you for every dollar you’re getting from this divorce.”

I keep my eyes on the bathroom door. Piper’s on the other side of it, taking a shower. I don’t want her to know I’m talking to my ex because she’ll try to get me to hang up. Not because she’s jealous. She just doesn’t want me getting involved in whatever happened between them. My girl is fucking crazy if she thinks I’ll let this kind of shit fly. Tilly can fuck with me all she wants. But she isn’t going to fuck with Piper.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Tilly plays innocent so well, but I know her game. The more she denies, the guiltier she is.

“The fact that you’re holding a grudge from something that happened so long ago is pathetic. And, as far as what went down between us, if you’re angry about our affair, be angry with me, and leave Piper out of it. It’s my fault, not hers.”

“I no longer have to listen to your bullshit, West. We’re done. So, don’t you dare call me and accuse me of—”

“We both know you got wet when you saw my name appear on your screen. Some things never change. Your cunt is one of them, Tilly.” Talking about her pussy wasn’t part of my plan, but, shit, she’s trying to act tough around me, and I see right through it. “Look, I’m being nice about this. The next time I pick up the phone to call you, I won’t be. I’ll be telling you what’s going to happen, and it won’t end pretty for you. I promise you that.”

“What are you trying to say?”

This is the first time I approve of her tone. The mask is gone, and there’s finally some emotion behind her words. I can hear how scared she is. I’m not proud of that, but she’s left me with no other choice.

“I’m telling you to stay out of our business. Move on with your life. And don’t forget; just because I won’t hit doesn’t mean I don’t know where to aim. I can make your life fucking miserable. Do not make me do that.”

She says nothing.

That’s the response I want.

“Good-bye, Tilly.”

I drop the phone onto the bed just as Piper walks out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel, her wet, long hair dripping down her arms, her cheeks flushed from the water.

“I thought you were going to join me in the shower?”

I walk over to her and grip the top of the towel, pulling it off her body and letting it drop to the floor. “I wanted to, baby. I just had to take care of something really quick.”

I love the way her skin feels when it’s a little wet. How she seems extra sensitive because her nerve-endings are still tingling from the hot spray. How she smells so good that I want to lick the scent off her flesh.

“Do I want to know what you had to take care of?”

I hold her tits in my palms, grazing my thumbs across her nipples. “It doesn’t matter. This is much more important.”

She moans, putting her fingers on top of mine. “We have a flight to catch.”

“We’ll make it.”

I lift both of our hands off her chest and lean my face down to take one of her nipples into my mouth. She groans even louder when I hold it between my teeth, flicking just the end, sucking when I know she needs more pressure.

“We have plenty of time, Piper. Let me taste you—”

She slips her body away from me and rushes toward the bathroom, shouting from the doorway, “As soon as we get to Boston, you can have whatever you want, but we are not going to miss this flight. Now, get your butt in the shower.”

I laugh as I pull my T-shirt over my head and toss it on the bed. I drop my shorts on the floor and leave my sneakers somewhere by the door, and then I follow her over to the sink. My hands move around her waist, and then one goes as high as her nipple while the other trails to her navel and down until I feel the wetness of her pussy.

“You think you can escape me that fast?” I say into her neck, rubbing my cock into her ass, watching her expression in the mirror. “All I want to do is make you come. But you’re right; I need a shower, so that means you’re coming in with me.”

“West, I already—”

“Showered?” I turn her around and toss her over my shoulder. “I know. But you’re going to have another.”

“West!” She kicks her legs against my stomach, her arms swing on my back, and she yells the whole way until I set her on the bench inside. “You don’t know how to be quick, and we’ll never make it to the airport on time.”

I kneel on the floor between her legs, so my face is right in front of hers. “You know that ticket I printed for you?”

“Yes.”

“It’s fake.”

She pushes my chest with the palm of her hand. “You mean, we’re not going to Boston?”

“We’re going.” I move south, kissing my way down her stomach until I reach her pussy. “We’re just not flying commercial.”

“I don’t get it.”

She’s so fucking sweet, so inexperienced to the luxury I can afford. But I didn’t pay for this flight. One of the networks is sending their plane to give me a taste of what the travel will be like if I sign with them.

“We’re flying there on a private plane,” I tell her. “And it can’t leave without us, so we’re not going to miss the flight.”

“You’re kidding.”

I swipe my tongue across her clit, making sure the whiskers of my beard scrape the top of her pussy and the inside of her thighs. “I’m going to be down here for a while, so stop thinking about the flight and start thinking about how many times I’m going to make you come.”

When we land, an SUV is waiting for us outside the airport. The driver has the backseat door open, and he helps Piper climb in. I walk to the other side, holding the door, taking a look around.

“Let me get that for you,” the driver says, reaching for the handle to move it open even wider.

“I got it, buddy. Thanks,” I tell him.

He nods and slips into the front seat.

I don’t immediately get in. I take a few deep breaths and look around. There isn’t much to see from here. Just a hell of a lot of traffic and some ramps that lead cars out of the airport. But, still, I felt the city’s energy from the second I stepped off the plane. And I took in the smell. We don’t have that harsh, gritty odor in Florida or the sharp chill in the air that stings the second it hits your bones.

“West, is everything okay?” Piper asks from inside.

I take a final glance and smile as I slide in beside her. She moves to the middle seat and leans into my side. Once I shut the door, the driver veers onto the ramp.

“Look at you,” Piper says, facing me, as I gaze out all the windows, trying to find the one that shows me most of the city.

“What?”

“You’re so happy here.”

Our eyes connect, and I brush a piece of hair off her face. “It just feels good to be back.”

“Do you regret ever leaving?”

I sigh, shaking my head. “I had to leave.” I wrap my arm around the back of her and pull her even closer. “When I retired, I couldn’t be in the city anymore. But leaving made me realize how much I miss it.”

She nuzzles her face into my neck.

“And, if I hadn’t left, I wouldn’t have met you.”

Her lips travel up my face until they land on my cheek. Her kiss is so soft, so full of passion. “I’ve never seen you like this before.”

I turn my head, so my mouth is inches from hers. “Every time my lips are on your cunt or my cock is inside you, I have the same look on my face. You’re just too turned on to notice.”

Her neck tilts back, and she laughs. I want to bottle that sound and hold it against my ear, so I can hear it on replay.

“You’re too much, you know that?”

Several seconds pass before I say, “This is my place, Piper. I hope you love it as much as I do.”

Her eyes turn so serious. “It’s a part of you, so of course, I will.”

I point out my window when the skyline of the city comes into view. “You’re going to see me everywhere out there.”

“You mean, on billboards?”

“I’m sure some of those are still hanging around, but what I mean is, I think you’ll understand me a whole lot better after this week.”

“It sounds like I’m about to meet your best friend.”

I kiss the top of her head. “You are.”