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My wife.
Fuck.
I haven’t seen her in almost two days. I can’t even imagine how pissed she is, but I’m not going to ask her, and I’m not going to give her a fucking chance to say shit to me either. I walk into the house and listen for the sounds of her.
I hear nothing.
I move through the place, sure I’ll find her in the bedroom, but she’s not there. Turning my head, I look out of the doors that lead to the backyard and see her there. She’s lying on a blanket in the middle of the yard, the sun shining down on her. She looks beautiful.
With a heavy sigh and a pounding head, I open the door and slip outside to join her. She doesn’t move as I make my way toward her, her eyes closed, and for a moment, I think she’s asleep. Until I sink down next to her. Only then does she turn her head, her eyes finding mine.
I expect her to jump in surprise to find me at her side, but she doesn’t. “Hey,” she calls out softly.
“You’re going to get burned out here.”
She hums then turns her entire body to the side to face me. I watch as she bends her arm, resting her head against her forearm, her eyes never leaving mine.
“The sun is setting,” she responds.
“Yeah,” I murmur.
I open my mouth to offer an apology, then I realize that there are no words to even say that could do this situation justice. So, I say nothing. Lifting my head, I reach across and use my finger to feel the side of her face, all the way down her jaw, then stop at her chin.
“Itch,” she exhales.
I notice she doesn’t say my given name, something that flowed easily off her tongue before this shit went down. Now I am back to Itch. I don’t call her on it, not yet. She will call me Kyle again, but it will be of her own free will. I won’t force her to do that. Even if I want to.
“Piper,” I murmur.
No other words are spoken. I try to give her all my feelings, the emotion, the apology she deserves in just a look. But I doubt it works, as she blinks, and her attention shifts away. She doesn’t hold my gaze for long. Her eyes look beyond me, over my shoulder, a little off to the side.
She doesn’t want to look into my eyes. She doesn’t want to see me or me see her. I will force her to look at me, but not today. Soon. But not today. My finger trails down her throat, her chest, then to the neckline of her shirt, stopping just before I dip down inside.
I hesitate going further, knowing I’ve fucked up badly. I want to go back and change the past, but I can’t, so I’m fucked, and I won’t verbalize my fucking regret. Not until I know for sure. Not until the truth is out.
Only then can I either feel regret or relief.
PIPER
He has a million thoughts floating around inside of his head. I should tell him that everything is fine, that I’m not angry or upset, but that would be a lie because I am both and nothing is fine.
Ignoring the feelings that bubble inside of me, I shift myself, climb over his lap to straddle him. Moving down his legs, I reach for his belt buckle and tug it open, then unzip his pants and tug them down over his hips. He lifts slightly to help me but doesn’t protest anything I’m doing.
When his jeans and underwear are down, I wrap my fingers around his hard length, holding him in my hand as I stare at the head. Lowering my chest, I swirl my tongue around his head, tasting him before I open my mouth and take him as far down my throat as I can.
I suck.
I lick.
Closing my eyes, I moan around his length as I fuck him with my mouth. Over and over, I start out slowly, then move faster and faster, until I can feel him grow larger. He lifts his hips, thrusts upward and down my throat.
He’s close.
So close.
I pinch my eyes closed anticipating him to come down my throat, but instead, he pulls out of me.
My heart slams against my chest, and I start to fall backward, but he doesn’t let me. He reaches out before I go anywhere, wrapping his hands around my hips, and drags me up the side of his body.
