13. Kaye

CHAPTER 13

Kaye

I lost control. Once again, Piper Hughes made me forget who I was, and I fell into her like Alice fell through the looking glass.

Piper grips my shoulders and turns me around. I don’t fight her because, if I’m honest, I want to stay. The only reason I want to retreat is because my feelings for Piper scare the shit out of me. They always have.

Piper forcefully slams me against the stall door. Her eyes pierce mine with a chilling intensity that makes me want to run. “How can you walk away, Kaye? How can you say what you said, do what you did, and walk away again? We’re inevitable, Kaye, don’t you get it? The two of us are fuckin’ written in the stars. I know it scares you, baby. It scares me too, but you and me, we’re end game.”

My eyes sting with unshed tears because I long to throw my arms around Piper and hold on, begging her never to let me go. I have never been as happy as I am in Piper’s presence. I don’t understand why I’m trying to push her away.

Piper’s nostrils flare before she bends and grips my bottom lip between her teeth. “What do I have to have to do to make you see the truth? What do I have to do for you to be happy so you’ll stay?”

Piper’s hands roam my body. With one hand, she unbuttons my pants and pulls the zipper down so my pants pool at my ankles.

“Piper,” I moan.

“Shut up, Kaye. Shut up. Whenever you talk, it always leads to you walking away from me.”

Piper pulls the side of my panties before tearing them with one tug. She holds the black lace up to my face.

There’s no denying that every part of my body wants Piper, but my mind firmly holds on to the fear of what being with her could mean. Piper’s the only person on earth who has the power to decimate me, and the fear of what could happen if things go wrong is debilitating.

“Piper, please,” I moan, uncertain if I want her to stop or continue touching me.

“Take off your blazer and show me those big, beautiful tits, Kaye.”

“Piper,” I protest.

“Do it, or I’ll tear the fabric off your body and ruin your expensive Italian suit.”

I comply with Piper’s request. My hands tremble as I peel off my blazer and what’s left of the dress shirt and white tank top, revealing my body to Piper’s hungry gaze.

“The bra too, Kaye. I said I want to see your tits.”

My heart beats in erratic beats as my trembling fingers unclip the front clasp of my bar and let it pool on the floor by my feet.

Piper’s eyes widen as she takes in my breasts decorated with two silver loops, one on each nipple. She licks her lips before tugging at one piercing. “Kaye Cavendish, look at you with your pretty jewelry .”

My breath hitches at Piper’s rough touch on my nipple. I’m confident if she continues, I’ll come on the spot.

“Piper, let’s go back to my bus.”

“So you can have time to talk yourself out of what you want again? Nah, Kaye, we aren’t playing by your rules anymore. You don’t get to make the next choice for us.” She waves my tattered panties in my face. “Open up, Kaye.”

I stare her down and keep my mouth shut, not because I don’t want to do what she’s asking but because seeing Piper uninhibited does scandalous things to my body. “Why don’t you make me, Piper.”

Piper smiles and grips my nostrils, cutting off my air supply. “I said, open the fuck up.”

My lips part for air, and Piper shoves my panties into my mouth. Her fingers circle my throat, and my air supply thins again. “You ever come while you’re gasping for breath, Kaye? Because I have. Every single time another person touched me, I closed my eyes and saw your face. Then, when I opened them and reality hit me, I realized I spent every day gasping for breath because I didn’t have you anymore.”

Piper reaches between my legs and rubs my swollen clit. “I’m going to make you come. Then we’re going back to your bus, and I’m going to make you cum again. Once I’m done, I’ll do it again until you can’t see straight. I’m going to give you a taste of your own medicine, pretty girl.”

My knees buckle as Piper rubs my clit, and her head lowers to grip my pierced nipple in her mouth. My entire body is burning from her touch, and as much as I try to hold back, I break and come on her hand.

“You’re so sexy when you come,” Piper purrs. “Now you’re gonna be a good girl and put on your clothes so we can head back to my bus, where I’ll fuck you the way I want to.”

Piper pulls the panties out of my mouth, sliding them down my body until she finds my entrance. She pushes the panties inside me slowly until I’m completely stuffed. “We’ll keep these nice and safe, baby, because I’m tying these panties on my mic at the next show.

“Piper.”

“No,” Piper shouts as she drags me out of the bathroom and through the amphitheater. “I’m done listening to you. The only words I want to hear from you are ‘fuck me harder, please’ and ‘I love you.’”

“I love you.”

Piper stops abruptly, and I almost lose my balance. She turns to me, her eyes wide. “What did you say?”

“I said I love you.” I step closer to Piper, framing her face with my hands. Our foreheads touch. “I don’t know how to do this, Piper. You’re right. I’m scared. I’m so scared you’ll wake up and leave one day when you see how broken I am. That you’ll discover I’m not worth it. I want to be, Piper. I want to be worthy of this. Of you.”

“You think you’re not worthy, Kaye? You think my heart would burn for someone mundane? You believe I spent ten years obsessing about a girl who wasn’t special? Kaye, you make the world technicolor.” Piper sprinkles kisses along my face. “Baby, I love you so much that I’d rather die than live without you again. I’m never leaving, Kaye. I’m not going anywhere. It’s you and me. Forever.”