Chapter 7:

The car ride back to their New York loft felt excruciatingly long to Piper. Of course it didn’t help that the brunette was lightly drawing patterns on her exposed thigh all the while quietly humming a tune that sounded inexplicably erotic, but maybe that was just because the sound was issuing from the brunette’s sultry lips.

It was amazing to Piper how reserved Alex could be when she was in a teasing mood. It made Piper want to rip her own clothes off and beg to be fucked. This bodily response was infuriating to say the least, but it was something she had yet to learn how to turn off. Even during heated arguments, the dispute would often end with Piper cumming at the end of Alex’s long fingers. Piper smiled thinking about it now. It was true…no one had ever had quite the same effect on her.

Alex immediately noted the blonde’s small smile and lifted a cocky brow, “Chapman, are you thinking about me?”

Piper cut her eyes playfully, “Mmmhmmm…”

“Mmm do tell.”

Piper scoffed jokingly, “Isn’t it you who is always saying ‘show, don’t tell’?”

Alex smiled lustily as she maneuvered the car over to the curb, while unfastening her seatbelt, “I like the way you think, kid, and I do love a good show. Shall we?”

Piper didn’t need to be asked twice and as soon as the pair made it behind the sealed doors of the elevator, she pushed the taller woman against the wall and kissed her thoroughly, her hands traveling up the up the brunette’s sides  and into the dark blue and raven tresses. It seemed Alex was giving her another chance and she didn’t intend to waste it. The brunette’s lips soon parted and Piper licked the full bottom vermillion before dipping her tongue inside the inviting mouth. Alex reciprocated the action, greedily devouring the smaller woman’s probing muscle. As the elevator dinged to signal their landing, Piper pulled away, slowly nibbling at the brunette’s swollen lips. She then stepped back completely, allowing her left hand to travel down the tall figure, before exiting the elevator.

“Coming?,” she asked over her shoulder.

Alex leaned her head back against the wall and growled in frustration as a devilish smile played on her lips, “Oh, I intend to.”

Chapter 6:

The next morning there was a flurry of activity as both women raced to get ready so that they made it to church on time to meet Alex’s aunt. They had slept late as the emotions from the day before had worn them down to the point that they had crashed as soon as they made it back to the loft. Piper had worried that Alex might slip into a depression over her mother’s death, but as she watched the gorgeous brunette slip her fantastically long legs into a pair of black silk stockings, it was apparent that Alex was almost back to her usual confident and charming self.

As the scene unfolded before her, Piper felt the familiar stirrings of arousal. She and Alex hadn’t been intimate in a few months and even though they were attempting to reconcile their issues, the fact still remained that Piper had slept with someone else and she wasn’t sure how Alex felt about having sex with her so soon after everything had happened. Piper didn’t want to push the issue as she knew Alex was also dealing with her mother’s passing so she quickly slipped into her heels and left the room. Maybe they would have more time to work on their issues once the funeral was over. The couple was due to meet Alex’s Aunt Susan at the church in half an hour. Just as Piper was considering going to check on her partner, the brunette stepped out of the bedroom fighting an earring. Finally clasping it in her ear, she looked up and giggled a bit embarrassed, “You ready?”

Piper nodded a pensively, “Sure.”

Alex frowned. It was clear something was on Piper’s mind. The blonde had been in great spirits just 10 minutes before when she abruptly walked out of the bedroom. Alex wondered what could have changed so drastically in such a short period, especially when things between them had appeared to be on the mend. As Piper grabbed her keys and reached for the door, Alex stepped forward and caught her wrist, “Pipes, is everything ok?”

Piper seemed to snap out a daze, “Hmmm? Oh yeah sure. I’m sorry just a little tired, I guess.”

Alex nodded, drawing the smaller woman closer to whisper, “Are you certain?” Without waiting for a reply, she leaned down and kissed the blonde firmly on the mouth, taking the woman’s lips between her own in a tiny nibble.

Chapter 5:

Alex had picked up her car from the Central Parking System near their loft in Tribeca as soon as she had arrived back in New York the previous day.  She knew she would be making frequent trips back and forth to Weehawken that week preparing for and attending her mom’s funeral and she definitely didn’t want to stay in her mom’s empty house alone or be kept at the mercy of the public train schedule. Besides, it had felt good to turn the key in the sleek black BMW 335i and feel the powerful purr of the engine. So good in fact, she had jumped on the FDR and made a loop around the entire island of Manhattan. She weaved in and out of cars recklessly while breaking speed limits to complete the circuit in less than 30 minutes.

However, she didn’t reveal that particular incident to blonde that as they approached the car on the street. Nor did she make any mention of the sexy highway patrolwoman that had cited her for speeding.  It was just as well, she supposed. She doubted she would be making any use of the personal number the officer had left on the back of a blank ticket….at least not now when she and Piper were doing whatever it was that they were doing.

The blonde was grateful to see the luxury coupe parked near the door of the building, “I’m surprised you got the car out of storage.”

Alex shrugged nonchalantly, “Yeah, well, I didn’t want to stay in New Jersey and I wasn’t taking the train every day.”

Alex opened Piper’s door and the blonde slid down into the comfortable leather seat. She closed her eyes momentarily. She was overly exhausted. After her earlier shower, she and Alex had taken a short nap, but it was nowhere near long enough and she guessed that the next few days were going to be chaotic. She felt the rumble of the engine as the car came to life and then they were pulling away from the curb as the brunette carefully navigated the car into the lanes of traffic. She considered taking a nap in the car, but it was a relatively short 20 minute drive to the funeral home. She knew she would hardly be able to rest any before they would reach their destination so she focused her attention on the brunette behind the wheel. Alex was a master at making her face as stony as any situation required, but years of experiences with the brunette had left Piper with the ability to see when it was all for show.

Chapter 4:

Piper had decided to wait until she boarded the plane to read the letter. Unfortunately, when she got to the airport the next nonstop flight to New York was a couple of hours away. There was nothing she could do about that, but she knew her body was running on fumes. So, she bought her ticket and a salad then settled in for a short, yet much needed nap. She had hoped to get a shower at the arrivals lounge before she had to catch her plane, but she ended up sleeping longer than intended and had to run to catch the flight. She knew she would be in a hideous condition by the time the almost 8 hour flight landed, but a shower would have to wait.

Now, as the plane prepared for lift off she unfolded the sacred letter and read it in its entirety:

My Dearest Piper,

I hope this letter finds its way to you even though I know you are probably half way across the Atlantic Ocean by now. My only hope is that you might remember to drop your key off at the building. I know you are always so meticulous about those types of things. Your sense of responsibility and attention to detail were some of the things that first drew me to you. You will remember me calling you out on your shitty resume. You were always such a good girl. I can’t begin to describe what a thrill and a turn-on it was for me to corrupt you in some small way that might stay with you forever.

I don’t mean this to sound possessive. It’s only that you have affected me, too. “Corrupted” me, if you will…I feel as if I will never be of any use to another woman since having you. You see, I needed to write this letter…to exercise that demon, the demon that is you. I was never able to tell you how deliciously you ruined me for anyone else. I could never say that to you because it would mean giving up control to you and I could never do that either.  Not because I was high on some game, but because I was nothing without it.

Chapter 3:

Something startled the blonde from her sleep and she realized it was a very manly arm that had been draped across her waist. For a moment she panicked trying to remember where she was then she began to remember meeting Larry and coming back to his hotel. The last coherent thing she recalled was the feel of him thrusting inside of her. Just the thought of it made her ache in her nether regions and she tried quickly to push the thoughts away. But as she moved to sit up the soreness between her legs was a constant reminder of the act. She wasn’t surprised by the pain though. She and Alex had always enjoyed a healthy and active sex life, but in the previous few months things had been so acrimonious between the two that they had failed to come together even sexually. She guessed this was the reason why the night’s activities had produced such an effect.

She padded silently across the room hoping not to wake Larry. It wasn’t anything personal, but she knew there was nowhere for them to go from here. Not when she was still desperately in love with Alex. She didn’t know why, but when she woke and realized where she was, she had this overwhelming urge to be with the other woman. She was starting to suspect that she had made a terrible mistake…well, scratch that…two mistakes. The first was leaving Alex; the second was allowing things to go so far with Larry.

It was still early by her calculations as there was very little light coming in through the room’s only window. If she hurried she might able to catch Alex before she left. She hoped against hope that she would still be there and that she could make things right. The only sickening thought was what if Alex didn’t want to see her and even if they could work things out what about Alex’s line of work? It was extremely unlikely the brunette would ever agree to quit and even if she did what danger might that visit upon the both of them? She reconciled those thoughts in her mind…it didn’t matter she still had to try.

She sat at the small table near the door and penned Larry a heartfelt and apologetic note thanking him for his kindness and offering a brief explanation as to why she must go. She hoped it would suffice, but ultimately she never intended to see him again. They never even shared last names so hopefully she could explain everything to Alex and forget it ever happened.