13. Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Billy
“C assidy.” I say, when my brother answers on the first ring.
“What’s up?”
“You and Blair turn your asses back here, now.” I say, with a lightness to my voice I haven’t heard in a long time. Too long. “It’s Piper’s birthday.”
“What?” He chuckles in disbelief. “How come she never said anything while we were there before?”
“Never mind that. Just get over here. And bring a cake.” I hang up and call the Paxton boys, while I hear Piper on the phone with Crystal and Jade, and then with her aunt. Within a half hour, the house is buzzing with people. Blair and Cassidy grabbed a cake and a pizza, while Nash and Levi Paxton managed to scrounge up a case of beer.
Piper’s smile is infectious as Jade pulls a birthday hat on her head. “Just where did you get this? Gosh, nothing’s opened here, not since six o’clock.”
“I didn’t get it in Copper Cove.” Jade replies, adjusting it around her ears. “I picked it up in Dallas.”
“And where’d y’all get your hands on the beer, boys?” Cassidy asks, pulling one out of the case.
Nash shrugs. “It was hanging around since daddy gave up the sauce. I figure he ain’t drinking it anymore, so there’s no sense it going to waste.”
Cassidy hands Piper the beer, and then we all have one in hand, clinking our bottles to toast Piper’s day. “Here here!” I say as I touch the mouth of my bottle to hers.
“Thanks.” She smiles at me, and I wink at her.
“You know your aunt nearly begged me to bring her, Piper.” Jade states.
“I know. I’ll go see her tomorrow. I’m not quite ready for her to know everything yet.”
“And tomorrow’s different?” Crystal points out.
“Everything’s different after cake and beer, see.” Blair states, which gets a strange look from Jade. I notice that they lock eyes for a moment, but I try to ignore it, as Crystal lights up the candles on the cake. As I take a step to stand next to Piper, as we sing Happy Birthday to her, I see Blair’s hand lower to Jade’s rear end, but neither of them sees that I see it. I shake my head and smile, as we sing to her, and as she blows out the candles, we all hoot and holler encouragement.
“I’ll drink to that.” Blair says as she gets them all out in one exhale.
Piper reluctantly sips her beer as we clink glasses again and again, and I ask her. “Darlin’, have y’all never drank before?”
Crystal scoffs. “Once. And she puked all night, remember? I was there holding her hair.”
“And she vowed never to do it again.” Jade says with a joking grin. “But that was like three years ago at that freshman party.”
“Four years ago.” Piper corrects. “And I only puked because I mixed.”
“Well, that’s your mistake right there, darlin’.” I tell her, putting my arm around her. “Ain’t nothing to fear here. We’ve only got a twenty-four case of one type. No puking shall happen tonight.”
Cassidy changes the subject. “So, what do you want for your birthday, Piper? Aside from cake, beer, and our presence?”
She grins. “I’m not much for birthdays.”
Jade guffaws. “I’ll say. This is the first time ever that we’ve been able to celebrate it with her. She’s very weird about her birthday.”
“No shame in that.” Levi Paxton says. “My daddy hasn’t celebrated a birthday in years.”
“That’s because he’s been tying one on every day, and his days blend together. Every day looks like a celebration.”
“Now, that’s no way to talk about your daddy, see. Not when he’s been cleaning up his act.” Cassidy chides, good-naturedly.
“He’s been trying to clean up his act for years.” Nash says. “He just hides it well. Just like he hides the fact that he doesn’t like us working here for Billy.”
“What’s he got against Billy?” Piper asks, almost defensively.
I kiss her temple. “Nobody in this town is a fan of mine, darlin’. No shock there.”
“I don’t get that.” Piper says, and I’m guessing that the beer is starting to relax her tongue a little. “What’s Billy done that’s so insulting to this town, hm? He went away to fight for this country, came back, and now he’s trying to bring some revenue to this town. I don’t get it.”
Levi interjects. “It’s because he’s seen as a black sheep. He’s the only Barnes kid that ain’t working for his folks’ factory.”
Blair sticks a finger in the air. “Not true. Daddy and mama fired my ass from there just yesterday.”
Nash starts to laugh. “Hey, maybe you’ll be the new black sheep!”
“Or just another one.” I add with a soft chuckle. “See, none of that really bothered me, and now that you two boys are working here, everyone’s going to see sooner or later, that I don’t mean any harm to anyone. And none of it matters, anyways, because I simply don’t give a shit.” I say, lifting my beer in the air.
“Here here!” Cassidy says, clinking my bottle.
Blair and Jade look at each other, and it looks like they want to kiss, but instead he just winks at her. I’m not sure if this is going to be a problem with Piper or not, so I try to distract her. “Hey, darlin’, y’all didn’t answer Cassidy’s question. What do you want for your birthday?”
She finishes her sip of beer, and I notice that her bottle is almost half empty. Her eyes are looking a tad glassy and I smile. She’s having a good time and enjoying her birthday. Mission accomplished. “I want to learn to ride a horse.”
That’s my girl. “We’ll get right on that first thing in the morning. I promise.”
She looks at me and I can tell, as sure as the nose on my face, that there’s something else. She wants me to kiss her. Her eyes are glued to my lips, only coming back up to gaze into my eyes every couple of seconds.
“’Lan sakes, Billy. Lay one on her!” Blair says, but I’m not sure if he’s just trying to lighten whatever his motivations are with Jade, or not.
But before I can think twice about it, Piper grabs me gently by the shirt, pulls me to her, and kisses me smack on the lips, and not in no innocent, friendly way, neither. It’s a kiss. Full on, lips on lips, if there wasn’t a room full of people, I’d probably slip you the tongue, kind of kiss. There’s an audible smacking noise when she pulls back, just to let you know the power of it. I check myself, making sure that Jade and Crystal aren’t giving me daggers with their eyes for their friend, but Crystal is grinning at us, and Jade, well, she and Blair are giving each other googly eyes, and I don’t think that they even noticed.
“Happy Birthday, doll.” I murmur to her. Her glassy eyes are still trained on me, like she’s in some sort of trance.
“Thank you.” She says, almost slurring, and I gently take the beer from her. It’s bad enough I don’t trust myself after that kiss. I don’t need to be hosing her down, too.
I start serving up the cake, while we stuff our faces with it, and finish the pizza, while Piper and the girls chat with everyone, and Cassidy stands next to me. “What are you going to do now?” He asks, out of earshot from the rest of them.
“With what?” I ask, serving up the last piece of cake.
He gestures with his gaze to Piper. “She’s got eyes for you. And you’d have to be blind to not see the eyes y’all have for her.”
After a moment, I think about it. Piper’s happiness, since I met her, is all that seems to matter to me. She’s more beautiful than anyone else I’ve ever seen, and her beauty matches her intelligence, her zest for life, and her motivation to succeed. If that means I love her, then so be it. There is nothing that would change how I feel about her. “We belong together.” I say simply. “In whatever capacity that is, it doesn’t matter. I want to be with her, and she wants to be with me. Whatever happens in between is up to us.” I pause to let that sink in. “You have a problem with that.”
He shakes his head no. “Not anymore, brother. Not now that you’ve admitted it.” He grins. “Sure is nice to see that smile on your face.”
“Fuckoff.” I chuckle. “It’s always been there.”
“Under that sour puss, sure.” He shrugs.
I laugh. “You’re lucky we’ve got company, or I’d beat your ass.”
He snorts. “Sure.” As he walks towards the rest of them, looking like they want to start a card game. The table is cleared, and Jade looks like she’s pulling out a deck from her purse.
We play Euchre for a couple of hours, and then Crystal yawns. “I’ve got an early class. I should get going.”
“Yeah, we’ve got an early day tomorrow, too.” Levi states. “I wouldn’t want to be late for boss man here.”
“Not to worry.” I wave. “Nobody’s going to die if we’re not on the job by six.”
Crystal addresses Piper. “Are you going to see your aunt tomorrow?”
Piper nods. “Yes. Do you want to come?”
“I can’t. I’m so far behind with studying. I’ll come next time, okay?”
Another nod. “Okay.”
After everyone files out, we bring the paper plates and things to the trash and put the beer bottles back into the case. Piper chuckles to herself. “What’s so funny?” I ask.
“Nothing. I was just remembering something.” She answers, and I’m pretty sure that she’s still a little bit drunk.
“What were you remembering?”
She snorts a laugh. “The look on your face when I kissed you.”
“That’s because I was afraid your homies would remove my lungs with a spoon.”
“Please.” She scoffs. “I think your brother Blair had his hand right up Jade’s skirt.”
I nod. “Pretty sure I saw that, too. But, wait a minute...what look did I have on my face?” I add, half irritated, half humored.
She turns to me, mocking me, combing her fingers through my hair, pushing her nose against mine, teasing me, but at the same time... teasing me . I want to...do things to her, but I can tell by the glossiness of her eyes that she’s still drunk. “Like this...oh, Piper.” She mocks, making me chuckle, but I can’t take my eyes off her lips.
“You’re drunk.” I chuckle, pulling her to me, letting myself play along with her.
“So are you.”
“I...really don’t think so, darlin’.”
“How do you know?” She tests, pressing her breasts up against my chest, making my dick wake up behind the zipper.
“How do I know I’m not drunk?” I check.
She nods, nose still pressed up against mine. Chest still rubbing my chest, making me feel things that I shouldn’t be feeling.
“Well, because if I was drunk, I wouldn’t have any self-control. And I’d be makin’ love to you right now.”
A flash of something passes through her eyes. “You would?”
“Of course I would. You’re the most beautiful, smartest, most hardworking girl I know. And you’re also as sexy as hell right now.” I murmur to her.
“I’m sexy?”
I answer with a nod.
“You...are very sexy, too.” She says, biting her lip, doing things to me I hope to God she doesn’t know about.
“You think so?” I ask, playing along.
She nods, biting her lip again. “I want to kiss you.”
“Yeah...I wanna kiss you, too, darlin’. All over. All night. Until you beg me to stop. But not like this. You’re drunk and I’m not going to let you have your first time be like that.”
It’s like she’s hanging on to my every word. Like she’s feeding off me. “Tell me again.”
“Tell you what again?” I chuckle softly, feeling my cock stand up, as her voice changes to needy.
“Tell me what you’d do to me. Say how you’d kiss me all over.”
She wants to talk dirty? It’s on. “I’d kiss you all over your body, not missing an inch. Suck this beautiful, tender lip of yours, and make love to you all night, not stopping until the crack of dawn.”
“I want you...I want you to do that...to me. Now...” She breathes.
“Baby, I can’t do that. I have a personal rule here. I don’t take advantage of women when they’ve been drinking, okay?” I say, brushing my fingers through her hair, wishing like hell that she didn’t drink, that she was in her right mind right now. My cock twitches as she rubs her body up against me, almost begging for me to fuck her, but no matter how bad either of us wants it, I’m not fucking up what we have by doing it. I love her too much. I sigh, drinking her in, feeling her writhe. Then I have a thought. “But...we can have a little fun if you want.”
She kisses me, semi-chastely, making me weak in the knees. “What kind of fun?”
“The kind that won’t get either of us in trouble.” I tell her softly, as I take her hand in mine and lead her to my room. The light stays off and I close the door, leaving us in darkness. “Lay down on your back, darlin’.”
“Aren’t you going to kiss me?” She says, as I take off my shirt and undo my pants, just enough to let junior have some air, but not taking them down.
“I will, baby, just lay down.” I chuckle, listening to her squeal with excitement.
I hear her lay on the pillows, and I hover over her, finding her lips with mine. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and I look into her eyes. “God, I must love you. I’ve never done this before for another woman.”
I can see her smile in the moonlight coming in from the window. “I love you, too, Billy.”
With that, I kiss her tenderly, sucking her bottom lip. Then I open my mouth, tilt my head sideways, and slide my tongue inside her mouth. She responds with a soft moan, making my cock twitch. After she gets a feel for the French kissing, her tongue meets mine in time with my movements, like this is a choreographed thing. “Oh, you’re such a good kisser, Billy.” She breathes between kisses, as I listen to our lips smacking in the silence.
“You...you’re an amazing kisser.” I whisper against her lips, feeling my cock completely harden, and wondering how I’m going to do this without fucking her so hard.
My lips trail down her jawline, as I lift her shirt, sliding my hands under it, until her bra is completely exposed. After I trap the silk in my teeth, I pull it up, and suck her breasts, as she wiggles under me. “God, Billy...” She breathes, and I have no idea how far she’s gotten before, but I’m guessing not this far. Her hands skate all over my chest and back, but I don’t let her touch my cock, or it’s game over. Finding the closure on her pants, I fumble to get them open, and then I do a quick change, replacing my hands on her breasts, while I trail kisses down her belly, kissing the exposed areas all the way down.
Sliding her pants south, I’m kissing as I go, leaving her panties on...for now. I don’t want her to get frightened, should she figure out what my plan is, before it’s executed. Open-mouthed kisses down her thighs, as I gently pull her panties down, exposing her downy hairs and her very hungry, very wet clit. As my mouth makes its way to the apex of her thighs, she tenses. “Billy, I don’t know about this.”
I rest my chin on her belly and look at her, rubbing her nipples, keeping her warm, while she works through this. “I’ll stop if y’all want me to, baby, but I promise you it’s not going to hurt. You’re going to feel it wet and strange for a few seconds, and then it’s going to get better and better, until you feel a big wave of pleasure. It’s important to just relax and let go. Nothing bad is going to happen, darlin’. I promise you that.”
She cups her face with her hands. “But...”
“Baby, what’s the worst thing that could happen, hm? You don’t like it, I stop. I’m not seeing much since it’s dark, and I can’t get you pregnant this way.”
“But...”
“But what, darlin’?” I chuckle, kissing her there, giving her a taste.
“What if I....”
“What if you what, baby?” I say between kisses.
She sighs, exasperated. “What if I fart?”
“Then you fart. It’s okay.” I chuckle softly against her skin. “Is that all you’re afraid of?”
“Um hm.” She nods in the darkness, as I kiss her with open-mouthed kisses, just above her clit. She’s already wiggling, feeling it.
“Then we’ve got nothing to be afraid of, darlin’. Just relax and enjoy.” I say, giving her clit a gentle suck. “You want me to stop, you say so.” I whisper on her skin.
With my fingers still on her nipples, I gently suck her clit again, opening the folds, finding the mark, softly pushing her legs all the way open. When her clit sits right up, I can feel it hard against my tongue, and I start licking it, tasting her wetness, feeling her wiggle slightly, getting a rhythm for it. Once I start licking faster, cock twitching and confused, I hear her breathing get choppy, with a few moans spread in there. Fingers squeezing her breasts, I feel her back start to arch. “God...Billy.” She says quietly, as I feel her ass start to buck.
Giving her clit a suck, she moans louder. “Oh...God, that feels so good, Billy.” She pants.
Has she never had an orgasm before? Or even gotten close? I suck her clit harder, adding a rhythm, and she cries aloud. “God! Billy!” Yeah, I’ll take that as a no.
Now she’s got a real feel for it. It’s like she’s aching, hungry for more, as her hips move up and down, and I lick her in the exact spot and don’t fucking move a breath. If this turns bad she’ll never trust me in bed again. I batter her swollen clit with my tongue as fast as I can, hoping like hell to bring her home, and I see her pulling at the sheets, holding her breath and then letting it out. “Billy! Oh, God, Billy! It feels...God, it feels so....so FUCKING GOOD!” She screams. “I can’t stand it, oh, God, DON’T EVER STOP!!!” She hollers, and I lick so fast, her hardened clit is drawing a permanent line on my tongue, as wetness drips from her, and her body pulses at my mouth.
Inhuman sounds, shouts, screams come out of her, as she experiences her very first orgasm, and a powerful one at that. Her knuckles are white as she clutches the sheets, hanging on for dear life, while feeling the most intense form of pleasure she’s ever felt before. I keep licking her until her back touches the mattress, and then I give it another gentle suck, as she growls, mewls, coming down, feeling the ebbs of pleasure. When she’s a panting, smoldering mess, I slow down, kissing her folds, gently sucking them, giving her tiny bursts of pleasure, until she finally relaxes.
My cock is begging for release. My balls are blue. But I resign myself to an ice-cold shower or jerk off in a warm shower, whichever fits. I’m not having sex with her tonight. Not if it means jeopardizing anything between us. Carefully, I push her legs back together, rubbing her thighs, kissing her softly all the way back up to her lips. “You okay?” I murmur in the darkness.
“No.” She breathes. “I think I’m dead.”
I chuckle. “You’re not dead, darlin’. You just had a wicked orgasm.”
Her eyes are closed. She swallows before speaking. “I get it.”
“You get what, baby?” I kiss her on the mouth.
“I get what all the fuss is about.”
“I suppose you would.”
She opens her eyes. “Are you okay?”
I smile. “I’m just fine, love. Didn’t hurt me one bit.”
My pants are still open. I know the head is sticking out the top of my briefs, but it’s probably too dark for her to tell that. Her eyes are on my chest, and then they go to my scar, and then back to my eyes. “Are you...are you still hard?” She asks reluctantly, almost remorsefully.
“I am, love, but it’s nothing a cold shower can’t help.”
“Don’t you have to...um...do something to get rid of it?”
“Like masturbate, you mean? Well, that’s one way, but I’m not gonna do that with you right here, darlin’. That wouldn’t be proper.”
I get it. She’s curious. “How...hard, is it?”
I smile, almost cocky, and say. “It’s as hard as it’s ever been, darlin’. There is no doubt that you turn me on.”
Then she asks me something I’d never expect her to ask me in a million years.