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Chapter Thirty-Five

Pierce's mouth connected to the back of my neck as his hands reached around me. The feeling of being with him again was driving me just as wild. His words were racing through my mind. Just the idea that he thought about us the entire time I was gone had me on cloud nine. He knew he'd get me back one day. One way or another he'd get his Baker back.

I spun around placing my back against the white tile of my shower. I ran my fingers through his wet hair as he lifted me up, wrapping my legs around him. As I held myself up on him, I felt his dick slowly slide into me. A moan left his mouth. A moan that I had been dreaming about.

That boy's sexual drive had my dreams full of him in every single way. I had him in every single possible way. This was just another dream turned into reality. I had always wanted him to take me in a shower and I was finally getting just that.

"Dinner's done!" I heard being screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

My eyes widened as Pierce shoved his dick harder, faster, and deeper in me. "Fuck." I moaned.

Pierce went like this until he finished. There wasn't time to make sure everyone finished. I knew he'd give me payback. He always made up for it. "Thank you, baby girl." Pierce said as I dropped my legs to the shower floor.

I placed a soft kissed to his wet cheek. "Beg enough and you get what you want." I slapped his ass as I grabbed a towel and tossed it at him, wrapping a towel around myself.

"Charlee! Pierce! Dinner!" I heard my mom calling from the bottom of the stairs again.

"Fuck." I groaned as I ran the towel quickly over my body.

Pierce walked into my room tossing clothes into the bathroom. "I'll go down and tell them you're in the shower and you'll be down in a few minutes. Love you Baker." Pierce threw on his clothes, giving me a kiss before leaving me in my room alone.

I was so damn lucky.

I finished getting dressed and made my way down stairs to join everyone in the kitchen.

"If this isn't the sketchiest sight I've ever seen." Reece said pointing to Pierce and I as I sat down next to him.

"Fuck you." I glared at Reece.

"Language Charlee." My dad spoke, looking between Reece, Pierce and I.

"Sorry." I sighed and reached across the table to fill my plate with food.

Pierce grabbed my hand pushing it back to my side.

I looked at him with a weird look.

"I got it." Pierce easily grabbed the food in the center of the table, filling both my plate and his with food.

"I just think it's funny how it's clear they shower together and she doesn't get in trouble. But if I did it with a girl I'd be grounded for weeks."

"Charlee you're grounded for two weeks." My dad spoke staring at his biological son. "Happy son?"

"What the heck Reece?" I kicked him under the table.

"Ow!" Reece reached down grabbing the shin I connected with.

"Pierce after dinner you will need to go home." Pierce nodded his head slowing down the pace at which he was eating his food. The longer he took the more time we got together. Smart boy.

"When I'm not battling the blonde, I'm battling my own brother." I groaned dropping my fork to my plate. "I can never win can I Reece?"

"Siblings for you sis." Reece smirked at me.

"Can I at least see Ryatt and Ryder?" I looked over at my parents.

"If they come here." My dad spoke again. For once our dad was full of words.

"And what happens if Ryatt screams for P? She does this now if we aren't together."

"Mama Charlee and P are married." Lucy said joining the conversation. "According to Ryatt they can't be apart."

"We will talk with Casey and Levi to prepare her before she comes over. This is what happens when you break rules. You must have consequences for your actions."

"Okay fine." I groaned. "I'll get Reece back. Better be on your best behavior." I looked directly at my brother.

"Both of you, enough." My father was really having a go at it.

Reece and I shut our mouths and stared at our plates. Pierce placed his free hand on my thigh while he finished off his plate of food.

I pushed the food around my plate not taking a single bite off my plate for the rest of dinner. Thanks a lot Reece.

"Baby girl, can you please eat something off your plate?" Pierce whispered in my ear.

I looked at him and sighed, stabbing a piece of chicken on my plate.

Pierce smiled at me as I spun the chicken in ketchup before bringing it to my mouth. I felt his hand tighten around my thigh as I chewed up the chicken and swallowed it.

I took another few bites slowly. I felt all eyes on me as we all ate in silence. Talk about awkward.

"Charlee, can I speak with you in the other room?" My father broke the silence as my fork clinked against my plate.

I nodded my head as I got up from my chair.

"I love you." Pierce said quietly.

"I love you." I said back before following my dad to the other room.

"Charlee, I didn't mean to upset you. Both your mother and I have been very lenient with your punishments since you arrived. You haven't gotten in trouble but one time. Like actual trouble. I know that Pierce keeps you happy but you need to follow the rules. They are rules for a reason." My father spoke to me calmly. He never raised his voice. He sat leaned against a chair across the room, relaxed.

"I know I just," I shrugged, "can I just keep my phone to keep talking to him? I don't want to go back to the dark place dad." I looked up at his calm demeanor, feeling guilty for even asking.

"Of course. I just want you to learn that you can't get away with everything here. I know your past life was strict and hard. Your punishments will never hurt you. They are there to teach you a lesson. At least that's how punishments should be. Not what you had before sweetheart." My dad motioned for me to come over to him.

I walked across to room and wrapped my arms around my dad. He followed my actions wrapping his arms around me, running his hand up and down my back.

For the first time ever, I felt at home in the comfort of an adult male's arms. I had always feared the touch from a man my father's age, especially when left alone. It felt good to feel safe. It was a sensation I never had back where I came from. Even at the group home I didn't feel safe. The first few months here I didn't feel safe. It wasn't until the papers were signed for everyone that I felt safe. There was no chance that my siblings would ever go anywhere. There was no chance of me ever having to see my parents again. It was a peace I had made within myself.

"Now will you please finish your dinner?" My dad laughed as he finished his sentence.

"Yeah." I accompanied his laugh with one of my own as we walked back to join everyone in the dining room.