I tease her until her groans get needy and desperate.
She rocks backwards, pushing her body onto mine.
With one swift motion, I thrust into her.
"Fuck," she groans with pleasure.
God damn, she feels good.
I dig my fingers into her hips and I fill her with another hard thrust.
"Joel," she groans. "You feel so fucking good."
My body takes over.
I press my chest against her back, pinning her to the wall. With one hand, I tug at her hair to bring her neck to my lips.
With the other, I hold onto her hips.
I fill her with hard, deep thrusts. Each makes her shake and groan. Each fills me with pleasure. Each brings us closure.
She rocks her hips in time with my movements.
I get lost in the sounds of her groans. She feels so fucking good, sounds so fucking good. Then her breath hitches and her voice jumps two octaves.
"Joel. Fuck."
She's almost there.
I keep her hips pinned to mine and I fill her with those same deep strokes.
I fuck her through her orgasm.
"Joel," she breathes.
"Say it again, angel."
She screams my name again and again as she comes on my cock. Her cunt pulses around me, pulling me deeper. God, that feels good.
I lose track of everything except her groans.
Except her body against mine.
A few more thrusts and I'm there, groaning her name into her neck as I come.
Pleasure unfurls inside me.
I feel good everywhere.
But it's not just the ecstasy in her voice.
It's not just the aftershocks of my orgasm.
It's everything about being around her.
I kiss her hard then I clean up in the bathroom. When I'm done, she's standing outside the door waiting for me.
Neither one of us says anything about our impending appointment.
The entire drive home, the messy make out session in the shower, watching cheesy cop shows together on the couch—all night, neither one of us says anything about where we'll be this time next week.
26
Joel
Bella and I wake up together. We shower together. We have breakfast together.
We spend the afternoon watching Harry Potter movies, only breaking to fix lunch together.
It goes too fast.
I blink and it's sunset.
And we're getting in the car, arguing over what we should play on the drive to Kit's place, parking, laughing as we race up the stairs to his apartment.
Then we're at the door.
I'm not ready for all the opinions of my bandmates. And I'm not ready to tell them how I feel about her.
Do I bullshit them the way I always do?
Or should I confess the truth?
There's no fucking way I'm going to let Mal or Ethan know the whole story.
But some of it…
Shit. I'm not good at contemplating shit.
Instinct…
I can do instinct. That's what I'll do here.
I knock.
A moment later, Piper pulls the door open. She looks as adorable as she always does in a red and white sweater dress, her blond hair falling over her shoulders.
Her blue eyes light up as she looks at Bella. She smiles. "It's so nice to meet you. I'm Piper."
"Bella." She shakes Piper's hand.
Piper motions come in. After we do, she closes the door behind us. "Okay, let me get this gushing out of the way." She holds out her left hand and wiggles her ring finger to show off her massive rock.
It's not as big as Bella's.
But then Kit's not the showy type.
Piper lets out a dreamy sigh. "Isn't it beautiful?"
Her expression is pure joy. There isn't a doubt in her mind that she and Kit should be together forever.
Bella smiles. "It is."
"It's only been a few hours. Right now, I feel like I'm never going to get tired of staring at this ring." She holds it up to the light, her eyes wide with wonder. "It's shiny. And…" She lets out another dreamy sigh.
"We can leave you alone with that thing. Come back after you two are satisfied," I tease.
"No, I… That's ridiculous," she says.
"So you're a right-hander?" I ask.
"What?" She clears her throat. "You don't mean—"
Bella laughs. "Of course you mean."
"Just curious. Some people go dominant hand. Some go non-dominate," I say.
"And you masturbate so often you have to switch hands because they get tired." Piper tries to make her voice teasing, but she's still blushing.
"You really think that would embarrass me?" I ask
"Well… I guess not. Ahem." Piper looks to me. "Something tells me this proposal didn't surprise you."
I play coy.
She throws her arms around me and hugs tightly. "Thanks for helping him. Not just with this. But always… with everything."
Bella's gaze catches mine. She smiles knowingly. I'm not sure what it is she knows. Whatever it is, I like her knowing it.
If it was anyone else, I'd hate that look.
But I do want Bella knowing me.
All of me.
Piper pulls back with a smile. "Kit's parents went for a walk with your mom. She's so sweet and her sweater is adorable. It has this reindeer on it. She brought a matching one for you."
I have no doubt she's telling the truth.
"You're going to look amazing." Piper laughs. "It's just us, right now. Everyone else is on their way." She points out the bathroom, the tray of snacks, the drinks in the fridge. "Help yourself to anything. Or I can get you something."
"Thank you." Bella squeezes my hand. "I'll get some waters." She heads to the kitchen.
Piper waits until Bella is out of earshot then she leans in to whisper. "So…"
"So…?"
"What the fuck, Joel? I thought you and I were like this." She presses her pointer and middle finger together. "And I'm the last person to find out you were married."
"You'd have met Bella if you came to our show."
"It was twenty-one and over."
"That's never stopped you before."
"Excuse me for not going to my millionth Dangerous Noise show." She puts her hands on our hips. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want to steal your fiancé's thunder."
She shakes her head, not buying it. "I'm going to forgive you, but only because I know how much you've done for Kit."
"Generous, thanks," I tease.
"Seriously, Joel… I… I really do appreciate how much you've done for him." She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand. "Fuck, you're going to make me cry."
She has plenty of reason to be sentimental. Her fiancé is a recovering addict. He'd be in bad shape if I hadn't blackmailed him into rehab.
Maybe not dead…
But not good.
Piper clears her throat. She blinks hard. When she stares back at me, she's no longer wearing that sweet expression.
Her voice is demanding. "You should have told me."
"It's all over gossip."
"That makes it worse." She folds her arms. Her lips press together. "Well…"
"Well?"
"Come on, Joel. You can't show up with a wife and not explain." She looks at me with an earnest expression. "You and I have always been above bullshit."
"We have?"
"Yeah."
"What about when you were sneaking around with Kit?" I ask.
"What about when you were telling Kit not to be with me because Ethan and Mal would kick him out of the band?" she asks.
"They would have."
"No…"
I nod.
"They didn't."
True, but only because Violet was around to talk Ethan down. I love Piper like a sister, but Kit is family. Even if he's not blood.
He'll always come first.
But I'm not about to get all sentimental with her.
I keep my voice light. "Sorry, sweetheart, but Kit's always going to have my loyalty. And I'm always going to be straight with him."
She presses her palms together and shoots me a puppy-dog look. "You're not giving me any details?"
Damn. She really wants to know.
And Piper gets what she wants.
The woman is a force. She's used to holding her own with her over-protective older brothers.
Hell, she was strong enough to break down all the walls around Kit's heart.
It's hard to shake her.
But I know exactly how to do it. "I'll swap, detail for detail."
Her cheeks flush. "You don't mean…"
"I do."
"Why do you want…" She clears her throat. "What do you want to know?"
Piper's big, blue eyes, her long, blond hair, and her retro dress scream of sweetness.
I know better. Even if Kit refuses to share details.
She has a dirty side.
This needs to be something good.
Luckily for me, I know exactly the button to push.
"Do you ever steal any of Mal's bondage gear so Kit can tie you up and spank you?" I ask.
Piper makes that eww face. She hates being reminded of her brother's taste for domination.
I'm sure I'd feel the same if Mal was my brother. As it is, I enjoy hearing about his conquests second hand.
"You should see the riding crop I got him for his birthday," I say. "Would you rather use it on Kit or have Kit use it on you?"
Bella's laugh flows into my ears.
I turn back to her with a smile. "How long have you been standing there, angel?"
She hands me my water. "Long enough."
I'm obvious about checking Bella out. She's wearing the same snug black dress she was wearing the night we met.
Her hair isn't in a tight bun right now. It's falling all over her shoulders.
Her make up is dark. Her lips are fuck me red.
She looks undone.
She looks relaxed.
Happy.
And fuck does that make me warm all over.
I drop my voice to something seductive. "You look good enough to eat, angel. Have I told you that yet?"
"Not with words." She smiles.
Piper clears her throat.
"You want to try a riding crop?" I ask. "Or would you rather I tie you up first?"
Bella tries to fight her blush, but she doesn't make it. Her lips part with a sigh of desire.
She's too tongue tied to reply.
Again, Piper clears her throat. "Bella, have you said hi to Kit?" Piper's eyes go to the engagement ring on her left hand. Her voice gets as dreamy as her expression. "My fiancé."
She leads us over to the couch where Kit is sitting, reading off his Kindle. Well, reading is a strong word for what he's doing.
He's more pretending to read, shaking his head over my antics.
He rises to his feet to say hello to Bella. "Nice to see you again."
Bella smiles. "You too."
They actually shake hands.
I'd call him on how weird that is if Piper wasn't already wrapping her arms around Kit.
She rests her head on Kit's chest. "Did you hear what Joel said?"
"The building heard Joel." He leans in to whisper something in her ear.
"Joel likes to taunt me about my brother Mal," Piper says. "Everyone knows Mal is into bondage." She makes that ick face again.
"Not just bondage, sweetie. Mal is into every part of BDSM."
Piper's expression contorts into one of horror.
"He doesn't share enough to let anyone watch. Not anymore. But he did once," I say.
"I thought you didn't mix business and pleasure." She sticks her tongue out in disgust. "Why am I even asking?"
"I don't anymore," I say.
"You're married." Piper shoots Bella an apologetic glance. "I mean, it's cool if you guys are open that way. Or if you want to do threesomes… I mean, Ethan is taken now, and I don't think he and Vi are swingers. Oh God." Her cheeks turn red. "What if they are?"
This is hilarious.
Even Kit thinks so. He's smiling, running his hand through Piper's hair.
"Joel doesn't have threesomes with bandmates," Kit says.
"But maybe he swings." Piper shakes her head. "Whatever it is, I am happy for you. And I support you, as long as you're safe. But please do not fucking tell me about it."
Damn, I'm laughing so hard my abs are feeling it.
Piper looks to Kit. "They're not… they wouldn't."
He nods. "They wouldn't."
"You all think I'm naïve, huh?" she asks.
"It's sweet, baby." He presses his lips to her forehead. "But your brothers don't have honor. You don't have to protect it."
"Well… Mal… he only sleeps with his fuck buddies," she says.
"And he only has a few dozen," I say.
Bella laughs. She looks to me then to Piper. "We're not going to swing with anyone. I'm never letting another woman touch you."
"But you want another man to touch you?" I ask.
She tries to hold a poker face. It doesn't last long. She shakes her head.
"But you'd make an exception for Mal," I tease.
Piper clears her throat. "Ask him when he gets here. Or whatever you're doing." She turns red. "Um, Bella, so do you have any siblings?"
"A sister," she says.
"Would you want to know if your sister was into bondage?" Piper asks.
Bella presses her lips together, thinking. "I would. She's fiery. I can imagine her into anything, but her husband… he's about as interesting as white rice. It's hard to picture him in a leather mask." She looks to Piper. "But I wouldn't need the kind of details Joel is offering."
I slide my arm around Bella's waist and pull her body into mine. "You saying you don't want me to tie you up and eat you out until you're begging me to fuck you?"
Bella blushes. "I'm not saying that at all."
Piper laughs. "You know, Kit's mom was worried about Joel and I being close friends. She really thinks Joel is charming."
"Only because she had no idea how perfectly we fit together." He leans down to plant a kiss on Piper's forehead. His voice is sweet. He's barely leaving room for a sexual implication.
She rises to her tiptoes to plant an equally sweet kiss on his lips.
They're adorable.
It's sickening… in a sweet way.
When she pulls back, Piper looks to Bella. "Can I borrow you for a while? I need dirt on Joel if I'm going to manage to torture him back. Mal's gotten really open about his… interests. Joel has too much material."
"Sure." Bella winks at me.
"You selling me out, angel?" I ask.
She smiles. "Only if Piper delivers some dirt on you."
"You're fucked." Kit laughs.
"I know." I watch them leave then I turn back to the bassist. "She as shy about threesomes as she says?"
He rolls his eyes. "You're so full of shit."
"I am?"
He nods. "Trying to make it about sex. That's bullshit."
"It is?"
Again, he nods. "You really fucking like her."
"I do."
He smiles. "Have you two decided to stay hitched?"
"Not yet."
"Good luck."
"Thanks." I need it.
27
Bella
Piper really is a fantastic hostess. As soon as Mal arrives, she brings him over to us.
Okay, she spends a while gushing over her engagement, jumping up and down, staring at her ring, insisting he stare at her ring…
Okay, maybe that takes twenty minutes. I don't mind. It's sweet. She's happy. She's sure she wants to be with him forever.
And the way he looks at her—he's sure he wants to be with her forever.
I've never seen two people that happy.
That in love.
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Mom and Dad were happy, but they had that exhaustion of working parents. They had that comfortable you're more a partner than a passion relationship. They treated each other well. They loved each other.
But were entirely able to keep their hands off each other.
Mal holds up a bottle of sparkling cider. He motions hello to me and Joel then turns to Piper. "You want to open this now or once Kit's parents are back?"
"Now. And, I think we have more, for when Kit's parents are back." She bites her lip. "Maybe."
"I'll ask Dad to pick more up," Kit says from the couch.
She beams. Her smile widens as she looks to her engagement ring. "Good idea." She looks to Mal. "Thanks." She reaches up and hugs him again.
He whispers something in her ear.
She whispers back.
They really are close. As close as any siblings I've seen. And it's clear they really love and support each other. Even if there was a lot of drama about Piper getting with Kit—Joel filled me in on the more gory details on the way here.
Piper pulls the wrapping off the bottle of sparkling cider and unscrews the cap. "It's too bad it doesn't burst the way champagne does."
"Not getting enough of phallic imagery lately?" Joel teases. "I'll have to tell your fiancé to step up his game."
"Please tell him nothing," she says.
"Tell him you want nothing? Shit, you're going to hurt his feelings, Pipes. Or is that your game? The brooding ones do fuck the best when they're hurting," he teases.
"What do you know about brooding women?" she asks. "You sleep with…" Her eyes catch mine. Her expression gets apologetic. "I'm going to get some glasses."
Mal chuckles. "You have her number."
"She's too much fun." Joel turns to me. His lips curl into a half-smile. He winks. "Pipes is only second to Bella."
"I'm too much fun?" I ask.
He nods. "Of course, if I start pushing your buttons, we're going to grab all the party's attention."
I know Joel's only teasing, but that does nothing to slow my racing heart. I want him pushing my buttons.
I want us tangled in bed, forgetting the rest of the world.
Forgetting that we still have an expiration date.
"Flirt when you can actually deliver on all those promises." Mal turns to me. "Nice to see you again, Bella."
"You too," I say.
"Don't worry. I already filled her in on your tendencies." Joel motions to Piper, bringing the glasses back towards us.
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