Free The Choice - A Small Town Love Triangle by Piper Phoenix Page A

mouth. She’d only done this once before, with his brother nonetheless, but she was eager to do it with Sawyer. She wanted to please him in this way. When she put her lips around the head he jerked. She glanced up making eye contact with him worried she’d done something wrong, but his eyes were closed and the look on his face said it all.
    She glided her lips up and down his length while she grasped him at the base. Sawyer’s hips lightly rolled with her movements. He grabbed the couch so hard his knuckles were white from holding on. She applied more pressure with her tongue, but he grabbed her head and stopped her, “I can’t take anymore, come up here,” he pleaded. She dragged her tits against him as she rose up to meet his hungry lips.
    Sawyer laid her down on the couch and removed his boxers. He hiked her skirt up, and shook his head, “I can’t believe you are on my couch,” he said.
    “What do you mean?”
    “You’re so beautiful, I don’t deserve you,” he said kissing her again. He pulled himself up with the help of the couch and started to slowly remove her wet panties.
    “No, I don’t deserve you,” Traci moaned. Other than her skirt bunched up around her hips they were naked with one another. She felt… warm… and safe.
    Sawyer cupped her breasts and started kissing her neck, she arched her back and wrapped her legs around his backside but there was a knock at the back door. He looked up briefly, but then was back on her caressing and pinching her hard nipples. Traci was dying for him to enter her, she almost wanted to beg him for it.
    Sawyer had his cock at her entrance, touching her, teasing her, she was anticipating that first delightful moment. She was grabbing his flesh with her fingers, bracing herself. She was so wet and so ready for him, but right as he was about to thrust inside her, they heard the knock again. This time it was louder, it sounded more urgent. Whoever it was knew Sawyer was home. Then they both heard the key jiggling around in the lock.
    “Son of a bitch,” Sawyer yelled, “I’m fucking coming!”
    Traci looked at him confused. She didn’t know what was going or what she should do. He took an afghan down off the back of a chair and gave it to her to cover herself. He pulled on his jeans and went to the back door. She hadn’t ever seen him angry before.
    When the person at the door spoke she instantly recognized the voice. It was Cash. Had he seen her car? Did he know she was here? Why did she care? She started putting her clothes back on, she knew Sawyer’s mood would be different and to be honest hers was too.
    Sawyer slammed the door and came back into the living room, “I’m so sorry about that,” he said but then realized she had started to dress, “You don’t have to go! Shit!”
    “It’s OK Sawyer,” she said standing on her tip-toes to kiss his cheek.
    “Look you can stay, it’s late you don’t have to drive home, you can stay in my guest room, or…, shit,” he said pounding his fist against the wall. She could tell he was upset and frustrated about Cash, not her leaving, “he wasn’t supposed to be back.”
    “Really it’s OK, another time.” Traci was fully dressed. She felt weird about Cash being so close as she was about to be with Sawyer, he wasn’t just another man, he was his brother. She didn’t know exactly how she had gotten herself into this situation.
    “Yeah OK,” he pulled her against his body and she placed her palm against his chest. He kissed her, “Let me walk you out.”
    She worried Cash might still be out there and see her with Sawyer, but perhaps he’d already recognized her car anyway. Her stomach felt queasy. Sawyer walked her to the car and opened her car door. He lingered for a kiss, but Traci gave him a quick peck. She felt awkward about Cash’s close proximity to do any more than that. Sawyer looked a little hurt, but gently closed her door. She started the car and waved as she drove down the