“It was never about you, or my feelings for you. It was about Piper.”
“I know. I just wanted you to see that I understand, but also that you’re too hard on yourself.”
“You know, a lot of people commented on it.”
“They have?” I haven’t looked at it since I posted it. I probably ruined my credibility and career because of it, and right now I want to pretend it never happened.
“They all say I’m an idiot.”
I don’t say anything, but am relieved to hear my fans supporting me. It really does mean a lot to me.
“And I agree with them,” Knox says.
It takes a second for the words to sink in, but when they do, my head flies to look him in the eye for the first time since he woke me.
“You do?” I say, in disbelief.
“I do. And I’ve been thinking. You and Piper, you get along so well. And God knows I’m going to need help with a teenage daughter. She deserves you. At least a chance with you. If you were serious about what you said.”
“I am, absolutely. She’s so amazing.” I laugh through my emotions, “I never thought I’d want to hang around with a thirteen year old so much.”
“She feels the same way about you.”
“And you?”
“Even if I don’t deserve you, I want you. I can’t go on denying the way I feel about you. You make me feel things I’ve never felt in my entire fucking life. And I thought I’d have to ignore them, for Piper’s sake. But if you really feel the way about both of us that you said in the video, then I can’t let go of you. Because you’re right, when you know you’re meant to be with someone, you know.”
Tears stream down my cheeks as he speaks. It all seems like a dream, and part of me wonders if I’m asleep on the couch.
“Of course you deserve me. I understand why you thought you let Piper down. I let her down, too. I should’ve asked her more questions when she brought up her mother, and it breaks my heart that I let her down so much.”
“She isn’t your responsibility.”
“It’s nothing to do with whose responsibility she is. I let someone I care about down.”
“That’s what I did. With you, I let you down.”
“What you did is confirm everything I thought about you.”
“That I’m an asshole?” Knox says, his nose twitching.
“No, that you’re the most caring man I’ve ever met. I just want you to see that you can care for Piper and me.”
“I know that now, after Nathan. After all the comments on your video. And most of all, because you and Piper get along so well. I can’t keep you from her. Which is good, because it’s been tearing me up inside. I’ve never felt this way about anyone.”
As he finishes his last word, he cups my head and presses his lips against mine. I fling my arms around him, holding him as tight as I can as our kiss deepens.
All of the tension of the last few days melts away as I melt into his arms. All thoughts of Nathan vanish in his strong arms. Above all, my body overflows with everything I feel for Knox.
He drags his lips away, and with a low voice says, “There’s just one thing.”
“What?” I ask, gasping and desperate for his lips back.
“You’re going to have to learn to come in silence.”
His words force a moan from my throat. Knox puts his hand over my mouth, and says, “That’s what I’m talking about. Can you be quiet?”
“I thought you liked my voice,” I tease, wiping the tear stains from my cheeks.
“I do. But I also like your pussy. And right now I can’t have both.”
“You move fast, right back to my pussy. Is that what this is really all about, I’m here, you’re here, we might as well get together,” I say, teasing, my cheek pressed against his.
Knox scoops me onto his lap, and growls, “You want to wait? I can wait.”
I suppress a squeal, and say, “No waiting. I spent too much time watching you out my window today.”
“I didn’t hear you, I’m glad you can be quiet,” he says, and closes his mouth over mine before I can set him straight.
Our kiss is needy, hungry but at the same time deeper. Like we both know it’s serious this time, and that we’re not just enjoying each other but committed to each other as well. Along with Piper.
I’m officially part of this family now, and I’ve never felt like anything has ever been so right.
The thought fills me with heat, and I whimper, and press myself against him. His hard dick digs into my leg, causing my already slick walls to contract with longing for him to be inside me.
Knox kisses across to my ear, and says, “Come to bed.”
Knox
Taking Avery’s hand, I pull her up the stairs and into my bedroom. After pulling her top off over her head, I slide my hands around her ribs and undo her bra.
I can’t wait any longer. Pushing down the way I really felt for her was crushing me, but now that I’ve released all those feelings, I’m overcome with need to claim her body as mine, the way she’s claimed my heart as hers.
She lets her bra fall to the floor, and I can’t help but smile at her perfect tits — my perfect tits. My dick swells.
While she takes off the rest of her clothes, I pull mine off. Once we’re both naked, I pull her against me and close my eyes at the skin-on-skin contact. I push my fingers through her hair and bring her lips to mine.
Our kiss becomes frantic, my cock now rock hard with anticipation.
Avery wiggles out of my hold and drops to her knees. I struggle to suppress a groan, knowing we have to be quiet. But fuck me, this is too good.
She licks up and around my shaft, and I’m unable to take my eyes off her. Squinting in the dim light, I can make out her full lips as they take me into her mouth.
Bobbing her head, my shaft runs back and forth over her prodding tongue. I have to grab her head to compensate for the intensity. When I think things can’t get better, Avery angles her head up and the next thing I know, my cock is halfway down her throat.
I can’t stop my hips from thrusting, and shivers pulse through my body. This is fucking crazy. My balls tighten, and I grip her head and try to pull her off me, but she clamps her hands onto my legs and sucks harder, holding me in her.
As much as I love this, and I really fucking love this, it’s not what I want tonight. I bend and hook my arms under hers, pulling her off me and onto the bed. I want to take my time with her.
My hand finds her mound, and I push my fingers through her folds and into her entrance. Her pussy is dripping fucking wet, and my fingers glide easily against her, pushing on the spot I know drives her wild.
Avery’s breathing gets heavier by the second, and she moans. I yank my hand away and lightly slap the side of her hip and rest my hand over her mound.
I lean over her and whisper, “Quiet.”
She opens her mouth to respond, but I shush her.
Lying alongside her, I take her clit between my fingers and roll them around it.
In a low voice, I say, “You have to be quiet.”
Her breath is fast and ragged, and she rocks her hips as my fingers move. I let go of her clit, and push two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. I want to taste her so fucking bad, but don’t trust her to be quiet.
I pump my fingers in her until her legs are bending and flopping around and she’s gasping for air. My cock strains against her side, and I can’t hold off any longer.
After taking my fingers away, I move on top of her and push my cock straight in her.
Avery lets out a quiet moan as I move deeper into her. I shush her again, and she bites her lip.
As my hips move, my mind races with all the things we’ve said and done. With the idea of having Avery at my side as Piper grows. And of having her here with me when Piper’s grown up and moves out.
Most of all, it screams at me for almost pushing her away. With almost losing the most amazing woman ever, just because I was too
fucking stupid to see what was in front of me.
Heat races through my veins, and the growing tingles in my cock block out my ability to think. I thrust harder and faster.
With my lips to Avery’s ear, I say, “Come for me, baby. Come for the man who loves you.”
She gasps and convulses underneath me, but she’s quiet. Which means I’ll have her in my bed every fucking night this summer. Even if Piper is home.
My hips move faster and faster, and my balls draw tight against me. Finally I can deny myself no longer, and my dick erupts, sending enormous shudders up and down my back.
Out of breath, I lean down and brush my lips against hers, the full lips that first made me want her.
“I love you too,” Avery says.
They’re words I never thought anyone other than Piper would ever say to me. Words I never thought I’d ever want nor need anyone other than Piper to say to me. But in reality, they’re three words that fill me, calm me, and make me know my life can be more than what it was.
After a quick kiss, I pull out and lie on my side, rolling her onto her side and pulling against me, not caring about the cum leaking from her. All I care about is having her in my arms, always.
The sound of Avery’s breath lulls me to sleep.
In the morning, I wake up and feel the most refreshed I’ve ever felt in the morning. Avery is still lying tight against me, exactly where she should be.
A door bangs shut, and a moment later Piper thumps down the stairs. I should talk to her.
Avery is still asleep as I slip out of bed and pull on boxers, shorts and a t-shirt. I make my way to the kitchen, where Piper is eating a bowl of cereal.
“Have a good sleep?” I ask.
“Same as always.”
Without even making a coffee, I sit at the table.
“Can I talk to you about Avery?”
Piper shrugs, and says, “Sure.”
“What do you think about me dating her?”
“It’s great. She’s so awesome, and it’s so nice to have her around to talk to.”
“So it doesn’t bother you?”
“Why would it? It’s about time you had a girlfriend, I never understood why you didn’t date.”
“I was busy with you.”
“So what? Lots of my friends have divorced parents, and they all date. I was worried no one liked you.”
“Hardly,” I laugh, “I was the one who didn’t like any of them.”
“Until Avery moved here.”
“Exactly.”
“I’m really glad she moved to town. And it wouldn’t bother me if the wiring in her house never gets fixed.” Piper takes a mouthful of cereal and chews with a big grin as my mouth hangs open at her comment.
I get up and set up the coffee maker. As I move around the kitchen, I realize how loose my shoulders feel, and how light I feel all over. With Piper’s official approval, every last thing has fit into place.
“Got a cup for me?” Avery asks as she enters the room, a big smile on her full lips.
“Morning, Avery,” Piper says.
“Good morning. Sleep well?” Avery says, and sits at the table with Piper.
While I make the coffee, the two of them talk. My back is to them, and I half listen to their conversation and half wonder how there’s always so much for them to talk about. The two of them are amazing. I’m the luckiest fucking man on the planet.
Epilogue (Avery)
One year later
“Okay everyone, I know you’ve all been waiting for this day,” I say into the webcam. “So here it is, my first video in my new bedroom. Except as you all know, it isn’t just my bedroom, it’s also The Unicorn’s bedroom.”
It isn’t really our bedroom, it’s our new fake bedroom. Since the day Nathan freaked out on my lawn, I’ve stayed in Knox’s real bedroom every night. He asked me to officially move in about four months ago.
Nathan hasn’t attempted any contact with me since, but word on the street is that he found a new girlfriend, one just as boring as him. Which is great, I’m glad they found each other. If nothing else, it keeps him out of my life.
“Over here is his closet,” I say, pointing the webcam to a fake closet with some of his old clothes hanging in it.
I moved in, of course, but I couldn’t do anything with my house, like rent it out or sell it, because of my fake bedroom. All we could do was have lots of sex in it. But it’s hardly sensible to keep paying a mortgage for that.
We couldn’t set up a fake bedroom in Knox’s house because of Piper. So, after I officially agreed to move in, Knox built an extension on his garage. It takes up more of the backyard, but I now have my fake bedroom-office in a room at the back of the garage.
A windowless room, so Piper can’t look in, but Knox put in skylights so it’s nice and bright for filming.
Piper thinks it’s a storeroom. And she thinks I’m taking a very, very long time to finish my novel.
“And over here is the bed. You can see it’s my old bed, I love the headboard far too much to leave it behind at my old place.”
Especially when he drapes me over it to lick my pussy.
It might be the same headboard, but Knox put in a really good mattress. And with him working in the next room all day, it’s going to get a lot of use. Because in the daytime, when Piper’s out, I get to yell his name as loud as I want.
I’m careful not to show them the back wall with the shelves stacked with the products I promote, or the other closet that’s jam packed with lingerie I’m sent to promote.
My embarrassing plea to Knox video went viral, and I got my target of ten million subscribers within days. I swear the whole nation saw it, but, miraculously, somehow this corner of Ohio missed it and no one in town knows what I do. Including Piper.
But as a result, I have triple the products to pimp as I did before. And my income has shot up as a result.
Darla is jealous of my new studio, especially since, and I quote “Your perfect specimen of a man built it with his own two fucking hands.”
She’s doing okay, her vlog hasn’t taken off like mine but she’s increasing her numbers daily. Along with the number of men in her life. She decided one man at a time wasn’t enough to please her in the bedroom and now exclusively engages in sex with two or more guys at a time.
Young, old, she’s not discerning, as long as there’s at least two cocks in the room. Knox and I nearly died laughing when we found out one of those men is often Marcus.
After it came out, Marcus confessed to Knox that he couldn’t get enough of her. He drives the hour to her place just for a booty call.
“Anyway, enough of the tour, I want to move on to today’s topic. It’s something you’re going to be hearing a lot about and I’m sure it’s something many of you struggle with. How to have good sex when you’re pregnant.”
“Let’s start with the early stages, as in, the stage I’m in now.” I pause to let my viewers digest the news.
It was no accident. The reason Knox officially asked me to move in, was because he decided with Piper in high school, and therefore practically all grown up, he decided he wanted another child.
Which sounded perfect to me. Playing mother to Piper flipped a maternal switch in me, and the thought of a baby in my arms was ideal. Plus I already know ahead of time what an amazing father he is. I have far too many friends whose husbands turned out to offer no support, other than playing sports with the kids and showing them age-inappropriate movies.
We made an appointment to have my IUD removed the very next day.
I carry on talking, “When your boobs are so tender and you want to smack your man if he goes anywhere near them.”
I certainly wanted to hit Knox hard last night when he put his hand anywhere near my breasts. I’d read they’d be tender at first, but holy hell, tender doesn’t begin to describe it. Of course Knox isn’t complaining, as they’ve gone up a cup size already and it’s only early days.
Piper is ecstatic
to become a big sister. Now her would you rather questions are all on girl versus boy. “Would you rather have a baby who pees straight up in the air when you change him or one who takes forever to clean up after she poops?” Or “Would you rather have a baby who gets to wear cute dresses, or who you can dress up in a mini tuxedo?”
She’s already promised to do all the free babysitting we want. I wonder if she’ll start asking questions if we get her to babysit while we go into the garage for an hour or two.
High school has been great for her, since she was already so grown up going in. The transition to her new school went super smoothly, and she’s joined the debating club. She’s made lots of new friends, though she hasn’t brought any boys home yet. Knox would probably implode, but I’m here to back her up.
We haven’t heard anything more from her biological mother. Piper’s decided she doesn’t want anything to do with her, and that she doesn’t need her since she has me now.
The door opens, and Knox asks, “Ready?”
I spin the webcam around and bring Knox into the frame. “Here he is now everyone, meet The Unicorn.”
Knox scowls at the lens.
“Let’s do that again, can you smile this time?”
He flashes a big smile for me, and it lights up his whole, gorgeous face. No matter how many times I see it, it still melts my panties. My viewers are going to die when they see him. They’ll probably demand I put him in every video.
“Okay,” I say and stop recording. I’ll piece it all together in the edit.
“Come on.”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
Knox holds open the door of his Thunderbird, and I climb in. He gets in the driver’s side, put the key in the ignition and turns it. But not enough to turn the engine over, just enough to turn the radio on.
“I put this radio in just for you.” He takes my phone and fiddles with the Bluetooth settings until my phone connects to the speakers.
“What happened to being true to the era?” He’s always so particular about restoring his cars.
He doesn’t say anything, but scrolls through my playlists until he find the Red Hot Chili Peppers and starts my playlist. “Take Me to the Other Side” starts playing.
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