Hotter Than Hell: Dua Lipa
Lyrics are in italics
Piper looked out of the window watching the blur of the lights on the runway as the plane picked up its speed, lifting from the ground. She smiled to herself, turning to Alex. Piper snuggled against her as she wrapped her arms around Alex, her head rested upon her shoulder. She closed her eyes as both women settled into the long flight back to New York. Piper opened her eyes, looking up to her girlfriend with her face etched with elation. "This has been a great break from reality Al. Thanks."
Alex chuckled. "Let's just hope this doesn't become my new reality Pipes. I can see a lot of legal gambling in my future. Of course, I still have my monthly game at Red's. Can't give that up. But this has been a refreshing look at how things could be for me."
Piper's eyes flicked up at Alex's, the journey home had been long and tiring but far from boring. The smile that lightened up her face told the story of how she was feeling. Alex had made this journey far more exciting than any of her trips with the modelling agency. Piper was still feeling exhilarated, the buzz from Las Vegas still going strong. She kissed Alex's cheek, stirring a reaction from her girlfriend as Alex's head turned down to her with a questioning eyebrow. Piper placed a kiss on Alex's lips. Her driver picked up the couple from the airport and whisked them away to the penthouse.
As they pulled up, the car doors were opened for Piper and Alex, leaving Piper enough time to mouth a quick thanks to Alex before their bags were being unloaded by the bellman. Out of the car, Piper turned her attention back to Alex. Stepping towards her girlfriend, she wrapped her arms around Alex pulling her into an embrace. Her innocent blue eyes looking up, she grinned at Alex. "Don't miss me too much. I want you to come up, but I understand you need your time at your own place as well."
Alex gave Piper a strong, inviting kiss. Watching her walk through the doors to the complex, Alex climbed back into the town car and made the trek to her apartment. Dating Piper did have its privileges such as a personal car and driver. As her building didn't have a bellman, she tipped the driver heavily to help bring her bags up to her flat.
Abandoning her luggage near the door, Alex made a beeline for the refrigerator. Pulling open the door excitedly her eyes glanced across the selves impulsively. She groaned at the bare nature of her fridge. Then she chuckled as she reached for the one item that looked back at her. A single, lonely beer. She grabbed it, making her way to the couch as she flung her body down. Legs kicked up on the coffee table, her one arm stretched out on the back of the couch.
Pulling her phone from her back pocket, she punched in a number and held to her ear. "Nichols!" She brought the beer to her mouth. "Get your ass over here. Bring booze!" A hoarse laugh travelled down the phone, as Alex raised her beer into mid-air toasting her success as the rush felt in Vegas ran through her.
She had long drained the last of her only beer when she heard a heavy banging on her door. "Open up Stretch. Your savior has arrived!"
Alex pulled herself from the couch, knocking over her empty bottle in the process to stand and greet her friend. Nicky came bursting into the apartment with an armful of beer. Ignoring Alex's open arms, she tossed a beer to Alex while retrieving one for herself. She haphazardly shoved the rest of the twelve pack into the fridge and plopped down in the overstuffed easy chair. Opening up the beer, she turned her attention to Alex. "Spill the beans bitch. I want to hear about this new thing called legal earnings. Oh, wait, I have a job."
Alex reached over and punched her friend in the arm. She reached over, pulled out the envelope the casino had provided her, and dumped a pile of paperwork in front of Nicky. She separated the tax forms from the checks and handed Nicky the stack of checks. Looking up at Nicky and the back to the papers, Alex tried to read her facial expressions.
"Four days of gambling, poker of course. This doesn't include the rounds in which the total earnings were less than $5K. But look… I'm not made out for normal life. I just can't do it. I need the rush. I need the adrenaline. And this was exactly that – to a T. Not just every third Saturday of the month Nick, anytime."
As Nicky flipped through the checks, her eyes widened at the dollar signs mentally adding up the figures. She was also gathering her thoughts. Her facial expression softening some as she stopped with the papers, looking to Alex. "I agree Vause. It seems exciting. Just damn Vause, don't get yourself hooked on this shit. I'm perfect proof positive of addiction gone bad." Nicky motioned to herself, her chest. "Do you need to see the scars?"
After unpacking, Piper began hopelessly puttering around her condo as she tried to occupy her mind from thinking of Alex. Feeling lost now that they had been separated after so long of being together. She busied herself collecting the mail the office had been holding for her and sorted through it.
Moving to look at the piles of laundry laying around, she thought about starting a load then quickly decided against it. Vacation hadn't quite finished. She sent a message to her housekeeper asking of her availability for tomorrow to take care of the mundane things that Piper detested. Although feeling guilty for it, the tasks were too much for Piper at this moment in time. There didn't seem as though there was much she could do. She had gotten so used to having Alex around that having time to herself was strange.
She wandered through the open space, dragging her feet trying to free her emptiness. Looking around her and fighting her feelings, "I have to get a job," Piper thought. She pulled out her calendar and made some notations on people she needed to contact about some ideas she had been thinking about.
Nothing drew her thoughts away from Alex; nothing she did occupied her mind. Everything snapped back to Alex, thinking about their first vacation and the feeling of being within the company of the other. Even though they had talked about staying at their own places this night, she couldn't do it. A thought clicked in her head and a smile adorned her face. Piper threw open her closet and started tossing clothes left and right looking for just the outfit for her plan.
As Nicky and Alex continued their conversation about the abundance of Vegas food and shows she had taken Piper to, their beer supply began to dwindle. "So Stretch, how much have you told your girl about your sordid past?"
Alex's deep, throaty chuckle told most of the story. "Not much. I think I got a little too excited about 'legal money' in Vegas and hinted that the games at Red's was my sole source of income. While that's not exactly true; it's what I told her." Alex let out a long breath. "I suppose one day she'll find out or I'll have to talk to her. I mean, surely she or someone on her staff has done a background check on me. It's not like federal records can be altered…"
"… easily." Nicky chimed in as they both laughed.
The doorbell interrupted their conversation. Nicky leaned forward. "Who else did you invite to this shindig Stretch? I hope they are bringing more beer."
Nicky let loose a loud echoing belch as Alex went to answer the door. "Sick Nichols. Will you ever grow up?" But Alex laughed the same anyway. She didn't check the peep hole before she swung the door open. "What?!" She yelled at the person who rang the bell right before her mouth hit the ground.
Before her stood Piper holding open a tan trench coat, elbow propped on the door jamb and one foot against her other leg. She was wearing black skin-tight wet-look thigh-highs, boy shorts of similar material and a shiny tight black top which laced up the front to expose her soft skin beneath. She also wore a black leather choker around her neck and black patent leather shoes with six-inch heels which actually put her taller than Alex who was standing there speechless.
"Who is it Stretch?" Nicky bellowed from the living room. Piper raised her eyebrows as she closed her coat to cover her body. Alex heard Nicky approach her from behind. "What? Cat got your tongue?" Nicky froze, took one look of Piper standing there and immediately grabbed her jacket. "Damn. Guess that's my cue to leave bud. You kids have fun now." Her laugh echoed all the way down the hallway.
Piper stepped in, this time dropping her outer cover and tossed the liquor bottle she was carrying gently on the couch. For the longest time, the pair stood staring at each other – Piper with a slight smirk on her face, Alex looking at every inch of the model's shapely body outlined by the material as well as the skin that was exposed.
Alex moistened her lips. "I'd say you look damned good Piper… except you look like a very bad girl. Are you my little devil?"
Piper lunged forward, attacking Alex's lips and pushing her against the wall with her hands on Alex's neck, holding her face. "I want you," were Piper's only words.
She calls me the devil
I make her wanna sin
Every time I knock, she can't help but let me in
Must be homesick for the real
I'm the realest it gets
You probably still adore me
With my hands around your neck
"Fuck." Alex voraciously returned Piper's kiss and grabbed her ass, pulling her in tight. Her hands slipped down off the slick boy shorts to Piper's upper thighs and lifted as Piper wrapped her legs around Alex's waist. Despite being slightly intoxicated, Alex carried Piper to the bedroom and deposited her on the bed.
Alex retrieved the bottle of liquid encouragement Piper had brought, double malt whiskey, aged and quite smooth. She also got two glasses and went back to Piper. Piper reached for the bottle, opened it, and motioned for Alex to lay down. Ignoring the glasses, Piper gently poured a mouthful directly into Alex's mouth and took a stiff drink directly from the bottle herself and set it on the side table. Their lips roughly clashed again with the whiskey burn on their lips and in their throats.
Can you feel the warmth, yeah
'Cause my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol
Where I'm coming from, yeah
Is a darker side of me that makes you feel so numb
Piper poured them each another drink right from the bottle before shoving Alex onto her back and crawling on top of her. Piper's tongue clashed with Alex's as they kissed with wild abandon. Piper ripped open Alex's shirt allowing buttons to fly away as the fabric ripped. Reaching behind Alex, Piper freed her breasts from the confines of her bra and immediately gathered as much as she could in one mouth while her hand roughly massaged the other.
Alex's hands were all over Piper. The slick material was skin tight which made her girlfriend fucking hot as hell. Alex was frustrated when she could not get purchase to get her hands under the material. She moved her hands to the front of the top to unlace it. Piper knocked her hands away with a sharp slap as she sat up. Alex immediately missed her mouth on her breast and whimpered. "Please?"
Piper slowly untied her own top and let it drop to the bed before leaning forward, allowing her blonde hair to cascade down over her lover's body. She dangled her small breast above Alex's reaching mouth before teasingly moving away. Grasping both of Alex's large breasts with her hands, Piper began to suck, lick and bite and Alex's throat and neck. Alex slapped Piper's ass knowing the sting it would cause beneath that tight material.
"Did you miss me? Do you think of me when we aren't together? Do you want this?" Piper growled. The rapid-fire questions were rhetorical and only served to get Alex fired up.
Alex dug her fingers into Piper's thighs and ass pulling their centers together to increase the friction in an attempt to relieve the ache and wetness that was already there. Sweat was already forming on her perfectly arched brow.
'Cause we're hot like hell
Does it burn when I'm not there?
When you're by yourself
Am I the answer to your prayers
I'm giving you the pleasure of heaven
And I'll give it to you
Hotter than hell
Hotter than hell
Piper abruptly sat up and took several gulps of whiskey and grimaced at the burn. She motioned the bottle towards Alex who nodded her head who took a few drinks as well. Piper stared at Alex. "What? Can't answer me? You think you are so big and tough that I come here, dressed like fucking cat woman and you aren't going to even tell me you want me to fuck you? Aren't you hungry for this?"
You're my manna from heaven
We all gotta get fed
Can't let me know I'm wanted
Can't let me in your head
I'm not here to make you kneel
But it's praise that I'll get
You ain't gonna walk free girl
Not finished with you yet, no
Without giving Alex a chance to speak again, Piper leaned back down and kissed her forcefully. She grasped Alex's hands and held them above her head.
Can you feel the warmth, yeah
'Cause my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol
Where I'm coming from, yeah
Is a darker side of me that makes you feel so numb
Piper pulled back and looked down at her lover. Her voice turned evil. "Tell me Alex. What do you do on the cold lonely nights alone? How do you satisfy that ache that I know you feel? Do you like that you don't have to spend your nights alone? How do you feel knowing you scored yourself a hot model who wants to do nothing but to satisfy your every wanton need?" Piper punctuated each question with a harsh kiss or bite. Each time Alex went to answer, Piper blocked her mouth with a hand or her mouth.
'Cause we're hot like hell
Does it burn when I'm not there?
When you're by yourself
Am I the answer to your prayers
I'm giving you the pleasure of heaven
And I'll give it to you
Hotter than hell
Hotter than hell
With an evil laugh, Piper moved her way down the long, lithe body beneath her, kissing all the bare skin. Alex went to move her hands to touch the model. "Nuh uh uh woman. Hands back up or all this..." Piper motioned with her hands, "stops." She grinned as she watched Alex battle internally with the struggle to keep her hands off.
When we go down right there
You make me feel right there
When you lay me down right there
We just make it right there
Cause you're looking so right there
Baby you should touch me right there
If you take me right there
We can make it
"Fuck me Piper. Just FUCK ME."
Hotter than hell
Hotter than hell
Hotter than hell
Hotter than hell
And I'll give it to you
Hotter than hell
Song choice by R117