Page 27 of Below the Surface
PRESENT DAY
Preparation does feel a bit clinical—like my mom talking about going for her colonoscopy. I shudder. I could be in here for a while. Piper thought of that, too. She left me a book to read. Not a sexy one. It’s a book about queer corporate America—something to refocus my mind. It works.
The moment I step into the shower and the heat embraces my skin, my tension eases. I reach for the bottle of vanilla and lavender body wash I brought to Piper's place. She loves this scent. She confessed she uses it when we're apart to feel closer to me. The thought ignites a fire in me, and I know I'm ready for whatever Piper has in mind for tonight. As the lavender and vanilla mix with the steam and the hot water cascades down my body, I feel bolder, more daring. Piper would never push me beyond my limits. But deep down, I know she has desires and fantasies she's hesitant to explore. As I dry myself off, I realize how much I want to give in to her, just as I know she willingly holds back her desires for me.
I take my time getting ready, knowing I want to drive Piper wild. I spend extra time on my makeup and hair, making sure every strand is perfectly in place. When I finally step into thebedroom, I find Piper sitting in the armchair, her eyes glued to a book. Desire burns in her gaze when she looks at me. She's dressed for the party, but not in a way I've ever seen. I’ve never seen her in heels, and she seldom wears anything formal. Her black dress hugs her curves and reveals just enough skin to make me ache with anticipation. I’ve heard Piper make comments in the past about her “extra pounds.” I find everything about her sexy. Piper has curves—curves that shape her thoughts as much as they accentuate her body. She spends most of her days on her feet, and when she stands up, her black high heels elongate her toned calves. My pulse races as she saunters towards me, her body oozing sensuality and confidence.
“You have no idea how tempted I am to stay home and touch you all night,” Piper says.
“There will be other parties.”
Piper grins. “I have plans for this evening, Cameron. Come here.” Piper steps forward. She cups my face in her hands and kisses me. “Did you behave in the shower?”
“I promise,” I tell her.
“Good. Because I want you needy and frustrated when we get home.”
Piper thumbs my nipples, and my breath catches. Something tells me she’ll get her wish.
“You like that,” Piper says.
“Yes.”
Piper’s head dips, and her mouth surrounds my left nipple while her fingers toy with my right. My head falls back in ecstasy. I think we should stay home.
“So good,” Piper says.
She holds my breasts together with her hands and licks my nipples. A jolt erupts in my center, blossoming into a steady throbbing need. I can feel the wetness pooling between mythighs and clamp them together, hoping for some relief. Piper taps my thigh and directs them to part.
“Oh, no. Not yet. Not even close to yet, Cameron. We have alongnight ahead of us—one I’ve been waiting for.”
Piper trails a finger through my arousal and looks at me. I must look desperate because she chuckles as she circles my opening and teases me.
I whimper. “Piper.”
“Yes, Cameron?”
“Please.”
“No. You’ll come when I say it’s time and not before. You only think you want me now.”
“I do.”
“Is that so?” she asks.
“Yes.”
“No more talking,” Piper says. “Not until we get to Kelsey’s. You’ll speak when I ask you a question or grant you permission. When we arrive, we’ll resume our normal dynamic. Piper and Cameron—a new couple at their friend’s party. Until then, you speak only when directed or asked a question. Do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
“You’ll need your safe word tonight, Cameron.”
I gulp.
“Ask your question,” Piper says.
“I need it at the party?” I ask.