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Chapter Forty-Eight

I didn't respond to Pierce's question with words. Instead, I pulled the throw blanket at the end of my bed over the two of us and reached for the TV remote.

"I'll take that as a no." Pierce said defeated but I quickly grabbed his hand to make him feel otherwise.

With his hand in mine, I reached between my thighs placing his fingertips against the fabric blocking his access to such a delicate place of my body. I could hear his breath hitch as I pushed his hand firmly into the fabric.

Touch. All the boy needed was touch.

"Is that a no to you now?" I said quietly. So quietly I could barely hear myself say it aloud.

Pierce roughly pulled at the sweatpants blocking his way. His actions caused me to push my back against his chest to lift my hips off the bed. I slid the two layers of fabric down to my ankles giving the boy all the access he needed.

Before my body even returned to being flush with the bed his hands were grasping my bare skin. I felt his fingernails digging slightly into the little fat I had on my thighs. His touch on any part of my skin felt like electricity shooting through me. A needing touch made it just that much greater.

Pierce slid his fingers down the now exposed lady bits of mine. I held my breath making sure no noise escaped. Pierce chuckled at my attempting knowing I would succumb to his touch at some point.

"Wet already?" Pierce's voice hit my ear in barely audible whisper right before sliding a finger into me.

"P." I moaned quietly.

"See I knew you couldn't hold back." I looked back glaring at the boy I loved.

Pierce spent a few good minutes torturing me with his touch. Torturing in the best way of course. I tried my hardest to hold back my noises. But his touch was too good not to let him hear the pleasure he was giving me.

"I thought you wanted to taste me." I said breathy.

My words only caused Pierce to pull his fingers out from under the covers, placing them into his mouth. I turned my head and watch as he licked me from off his fingertips. I watched his tongue slowly lick round the tip of his fingers before he slid his hand back between the throw and me.

"Pierce Beckham." I pulled my lip between my teeth.

"What?" Pierce said as he quickly shoved a few of his fingers as far as he could inside of me.

The quickness caused a yelp to fall from my lips. My eyes widened at the loud noise.

Oops.

Pierce's free hand clasp over my mouth.

"I asked you a question." He said before removing his hand from my mouth.

"You are torturing me."

"Do you want me to stop?"

Did I want him to stop? Never. Did I think we should stop playing with fire? Yes.

"I want your face you know where, but we can't do that." I looked back at Pierce.

"So, you want my tongue swirling around your cl-" Pierce's fingers made the motions he was describing with his words even after his words stopped as my brother's body entered the door frame. My brother's presence didn't cause Pierce's finger motions to stop.

"Hi." I said before shutting my eyes tightly for a quickly second to compose myself through the pleasure. "Do you need something?"

"Your boyfriend." Reece looked past me to Pierce.

"Give me a second." Pierce said not stopping his finger movements. "I'll meet you in your room yeah?"

Reece gave us a weird look before continuing off to his room.

Pierce slid out from behind me and got on top of me pushing my back against the bed.

"Pierce what are you doing?" I looked down at the boy about to bury his face between my thighs.

"Just enjoy." Pierce press his lips to the inside of my thigh.

Pierce finished me off quicker than he ever had before. He had me curling my toes and gripping the sheets trying to hold back all my noises. I was in pure bliss as I watched the boy, I love leave me in my room all alone.

After Pierce left, I slid my bottoms back up my body, curling up into fetal position on my bed. I don't know why I always felt the need to do this after a sexual encounter but I did. I felt vulnerable and weak, even with it being with Pierce. I just felt that being in a ball was my only way to deal with the way these actions made me feel in the past.

"Mama Charlee!" The scream of my five-year-old baby sister pulled me from the thoughts of my past, our past.

I didn't even move from my bed when her voice sounded from the bottom of the stairs.

"Charlee!" Ryatt's voice got closer each time she yelled my name.

"Baker." Pierce's stern voice sounded from the doorway.

I rolled over to face him. I was met by him standing in the doorway with Ryatt.

"Mama Charlee." Ryatt practically jumped from Pierce's arms and climbed into bed with me. She nuzzled her curly locks into my chest.

"Hey my little Ry." I wrapped my arms around her holding her tight against me. I was genuinely teleporting back to my old life. Comforting myself with my siblings.

"What happened?" Ryatt said while tapping her little fingers against my cast.

"Mama Charlee got hurt but I'll be okay." I reached with my unhurt hand and pushed her curls out of her face.

"P hurt you?" Ryatt looked over at Pierce who was still standing in the doorway.

"He would never. You know that little one." I kissed the top of her head.

Ryatt's question hurt Pierce. I could tell from the hunch in his shoulders once the question left her mouth.

"P join?" Ryatt tapped the bed in front of her.

"I know Reece needed P. He might have to go back and help him."

My answer made Ryatt sit up a little. Her little eyes took the look of mine when I was begging my new parents to get what I wanted. Little sister learned well.

"Well, I can't say no to that face now can I?" Pierce said as he entered the room and got into the bed with the two of us. His two favorite girls.

"P?" Ryatt's little voice questioned.

"Yes?" Pierce reached out and ran his fingers along the arm placed under my head.

"You marry Mama Charlee?" Ryatt scooted back into me as she asked the question.

"Hopefully one day." Pierce looked at me with a smile.

"You always ask me and I always give you the same answer silly goose." Pierce poked Ryatt's side causing her to giggle and squirm.

"Does she really always ask you?" I asked quietly as I looked up at Pierce.

"Every time she sees me, without fail." Pierce looked down at Ryatt who was peacefully curled between the two of us.

"Do you think we will be together forever? Honestly Pierce. We are young. We have a whole life ahead of us. Do you really think we will make it through all the struggles?" My eyes looked wearily at Pierce.

"Charlee, we've gone through the group home together, getting split up, my shitty relationship. At this point I think the world is telling us we are meant to be. So yes, I think we are going to be together forever. I've known that since day one."

"Language." I shook my head and laughed a little.

"Sorry." Pierce shrugged his shoulders.