The Private Serials Box Set(54)

"Lena's up," Piper said, not taking her eyes off her for a moment. When  she finally looked back to the water, she wiped her face with her hand,  making sure she had gotten rid of all the residual tears, then took in a  deep breath, stood, and walked into the apartment. I followed, still  worried about her but unsure how to help.

"Hey, Piper," Lena said with a genuine smile. "Where's Sam?"

"She's probably still in a puddle on the floor of the shower," Piper  answered with a smirk. Lena laughed and the sound of it made the hair on  my arms stand up and the beat of my heart pick up as well. Her dark  hair was loose and it fell down almost to her waist in carefree waves. I  shook away the image of her naked back, my hand running up her spine  while my other hand grabbed hold of her hair, pulling her back onto me.         

     



 

She turned back to the cupboard, opening the door to pull out a mug, and  I walked up behind her, pressing my front into her back, loving the way  my now hardening dick fit nicely up against her backside. She yelped a  little, surprised by my sudden proximity, then laughed again as she  pulled all her hair to one side of her neck.

"Sleep well?" I asked, just before I pressed my mouth against the skin of her neck.

"Mmm. I slept very well. Until I woke up and you were gone." She  accommodated my lips on her skin, never moving away as I trailed my  mouth up to her ear, then back down to where her neck met her shoulder.

"Miss me?" I mumbled, purposefully scraping my stubble against her, loving the way her breath caught from the friction.

"Something like that," she said as she pressed her ass further in to me.

I bit down, a little rougher than I intended, but knew my point had  gotten across when she gasped. "Careful, Lena," I said quietly into her  ear, then licked the spot I'd just bitten.

"Would the two of you knock it off?" Piper's voice interrupted my  thoughts of Lena's ass against my cock, and thinking about my sister  just in the next room calmed me down quite a bit. Lena turned her head  and smiled at me right before she pressed a small kiss against my lips.  Then she poured coffee in her mug and took it to the table, sitting  across from Piper.

"What's with the midday nap?" Piper asked, a smirk still stretched across her face.

"I was tired," Lena answered before she took a sip of her coffee, trying  to hide a smile behind her mug. I walked to the table and took the  chair between them.

"Piper wants to go to a luau tonight."

Lena's face lit up with a bright smile. "That sounds amazing. Great  idea. I've never been to one before, but always wanted to go."

"Great, now we just have to convince Sam."

"Sam will go. It's right up her alley-attractive shirtless guys playing with fire? Done deal."

The girls laughed and I was glad to just sit back and watch them  interact. Piper had never disliked any of my girlfriends. In fact, she'd  become friends with many of them and that was important to me. I wasn't  interested in dating anyone who didn't get along with my twin sister.  But I wasn't dating Lena. I wasn't trying to woo her, wasn't even trying  to see if she fit into my life. She was mine and my life was now  wherever she was, and it was of paramount importance for Piper to like  her, to love her even. So to see them laughing, and to know that for two  months they'd built a friendship without me in the picture was  something that brought me a lot of peace.

"Well," Piper said, taking the last sip of her coffee, "I'll go pick Sam  up off the floor and tell her to get ready for an exciting evening."  She walked to the sink and deposited her mug, then walked to the door,  stopping and turning to us once it was open. "I'll make the arrangements  and let you guys know what time it starts, all right?"

"Sounds good. Talk to you later," Lena said with a smile.

Piper gave me a warm smile and a wink. I winked back, glad she was  leaving with a smile on her face and the tears she had shed earlier  seemed to be gone. When the door closed behind her, my eyes went to  Lena. She sat quietly at the table and looked to be lost in thought. I  let the silence settle, content to just look at her, fresh-faced and  comfortable.

"I love that you get along with my sister," I finally said, my eyes still captivated by her ease and beauty.

She looked at me, her gaze meeting mine. "Piper saved me when I first  got here. I don't know what I would have done without her. Even though I  know you sent her, she was and still is truly a great friend." She  paused, considering her next words. "I need good people in my life.  Besides Sam, who's the best, I've been surrounded by people who didn't  care about me or my happiness for most of my life. I was lost in the  shadow of my sister and then used as a tool by my father to climb the  corporate ladder. It's good to finally feel as if the people in my life  don't need me for anything, but want me for everything."

"Come here," I said, crooking a finger at her, needing her close to me.  She smiled shyly, but stood and walked to me. I tried not to notice how  tiny her shorts were, failing miserably as my eyes were drawn to the  expanse of the creamy skin of her thighs. When she stopped in front of  me I spread my legs wider and tapped my knee, signaling for her to sit.  She obeyed, sitting sideways on my lap and wrapping her arms around my  neck.

I placed my finger under her chin, lifting her face just slightly so I could look her in the eyes.

"I need you for everything," I said, not looking away. "I want you for everything, too."

"Everything?" she asked, an air of vulnerability in her voice; she was  obviously asking more than a rhetorical question. Her tone worried me,  but I didn't flinch, didn't let my concern show on my face at all.

"Everything, Lena. I want it all."

Her face pulled down and I let my finger fall away. She took in a deep breath and I could feel her steel herself.

"There's something I should tell you, then."

I reached up to her face, my hand moving over her cheek, threading  through the hair at the nape of her neck, gently gripping it there. "I'm  here. What is it?"

"After that morning in front of my house back in Portland, after Derrek  showed me the picture of us, after I thought everything in my life had  fallen apart around me, I just kind of shut down."

I felt my stomach drop and my grip on her tightened. I hated knowing  she'd been hurting without me, because of me. Hated thinking of her all  alone, thinking she'd lost everything, when in reality, I'd never let  her go. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, for everything."

"Shhh," she said as she gently put her thumb over my lips, effectively  shushing me. "You've got nothing to apologize for. I know why you did  what you did, and I'm glad you did it." She inhaled again, her eyes  darting between both of mine. I got the feeling she was trying to tell  me something and she was afraid of how I would react. I could tell she  was nervous, feel that she was tense beneath my hands. "I left my house  that morning and went straight to a hotel. I didn't have anything with  me, including," she said softly, her eyes falling away to her lap, "my  birth control pills." She sighed heavily, obviously lighter once the  words left her. "I haven't taken them since that day."

I took in her words, processed them, then looked at her, trying to gauge  how she felt about her admission. I knew how Lena felt about children. I  knew we'd been sleeping together nearly nonstop for a week and neither  of us even mentioned condoms-we'd never used them in Portland. I also  knew her husband had denied her a family but then started one with  someone else, stringing her along for years with promises of babies down  the road. Promises he never intended to keep. I imagined she felt  guilty for not telling me earlier, but I also thought she might feel  hopeful about the situation.

I pulled her face to mine, gently kissing her, feeling her relax against  me. Her arms came back around my neck and I breathed her in. My free  hand roamed up her back, feeling her soft skin under her tank top,  loving the way she pressed further in to me.

"I'm sorry," she whispered when the kiss broke. "I should have told you sooner."

I knew she wanted words from me, but I had none.

I wrapped my arm around her waist and stood, letting my other arm catch  beneath her knees, and carried her to the bedroom, kissing her the  entire way. When I sat her on the bed, her eyes looked worried, but I  could do nothing besides kiss her again. I wanted to reassure her,  wanted to ease her fears, but needed to do it with my body.

My knees rested on the bed on either side of her hips, straddling her.  She raised her arms as I lifted her tank top over her head, tossing it  on the floor. Her dark hair fell over her breasts, her nipples hard and  peeking out through the strands. Her chest was moving up and down  rapidly with her breath, and a flush was starting to cover her throat  and cheeks. My hands cradled her face and my mouth found hers, kissing  her insistently. She moaned and my cock jumped at the sound.