Rated M for Mature.
Piper plopped down on the sofa, Alex's iPod in hand, and scrolled through hundreds of artists before settling on Sam Cooke and remembering that first night when Alex had invited her to dinner. Her expectations had been low at that point, but reflecting on that evening, Piper could now admit that she'd wanted more from Alex from the start. The fact that the two of them had sex and appeared to be continuing some sort of physical relationship made the blonde smile. There was no question that they were developing an emotional bond as well, and Piper wondered if their relationship would last past the end of summer, when she had to return for her last year at Smith.
She stood and looked out of the bay window at the boats sailing on the ocean. Piper didn't want to be the girl who wondered where her lover was every minute of the day, but she couldn't help herself in that moment. She became jealous of whoever Alex was with, but then realized that she might've not been with anyone. The dark haired woman could have been working on a special project for a resident on Sand Point Road or eating Sunday brunch with a friend.
That's when it dawned on her that Alex trusted her to be alone in her home—that had to count for something. She had also mentioned that she wanted Piper to be there when she returned. Perhaps she was jealous for absolutely no reason.
Piper walked around the cottage, exploring the small space with a keen eye. She picked up a book on the coffee table and read the title: The Golden Ocean. Piper decided go outside and read the novel that Alex had dog eared on page 77. Before settling into one of the Adirondack chairs, she made herself a sandwich and poured a glass of lemonade. She felt more comfortable in Alex's cottage than she ever had in her own home in Connecticut or four doors down on Sand Point Road.
Although the novel was decent, Piper understood why Alex hadn't gotten past the first five chapters. She put the book down, closing her eyes against the bright sun, and tried to take a nap. The breeze should've been enough to lull her to sleep, but the second Piper shut her eyes, she had visions of the two of them having sex. She stirred in the chair, trying to think about the work she had to accomplish that week at her internship, but those thoughts were short-lived as Alex's breasts entered her mind.
She imagined lying on her back, reaching up with her mouth to take a taut nipple in. The blonde envisioned Alex's head rolling back, enjoying the sensation with a slight grin on her face. The scene played out in Piper's head until she grew uncomfortable and had to stand. Piper took a few deep breaths and ran a hand through her messy blonde hair. The sexual desire was coiled inside of her like a snake, and she needed release—there was no way she'd make it another three hours until Alex returned.
Piper remembered finding the vibrator in Alex's sock drawer and hoped it was still there. She walked into the bedroom, opened the drawer and saw the silver object hanging out of a pair of socks. She brought it to her nose, hoping to smell Alex on it, but it had no scent. The blonde laid in the bed, pulling her shorts and underwear down and placing the bullet directly on her clit. She'd never used one of those devices before, but she figured with the click of a switch, she'd feel pleasure coursing through her body. Piper flicked the tiny lever and felt the vibrations go from slow to fast within seconds.
Fuck.
She imagined Alex going down on her, and then her mind shifted to Alex using the device to pleasure herself. All of a sudden, a powerful orgasm ripped through her, and she yelled Alex's name over and over again. Once she was completely satisfied, Piper removed the bullet from her center and breathed heavily as she came down from a dramatic high. She blushed, turning her head to the side and smelling Alex's shampoo on the pillow. The blonde fell fast asleep in that position with a satisfied grin on her face.
She had no idea how much time had passed when she felt the bed dip and looked up to find Alex next to her perched on an elbow.
"Well, well," the brunette stated, smirk firmly in place. "What do we have here?"
It took Piper a moment to remember where she was and what she'd been doing before dozing off. "Alex, hi, um...What time is it?"
"Almost four." She kissed the blonde soundly on the lips, and then held up the vibrator. "Couldn't wait for me to come back?"
Piper felt the blush spread across her face and covered her eyes with the back of her arm.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Alex gently pulled the blonde's arm down. "I just have one request." Before Piper could even attempt to come up with an excuse about using the vibrator, the dark haired woman continued. "Show me what you did to yourself."
"You're not upset with me?" the blonde asked, still feeling the heat in her cheeks.
"For what?"
She averted her eyes. "For snooping."
"No." Alex kissed her again. "Whatever is in this house, you can see, touch, feel." She slipped her tongue inside the blonde's mouth. "Nothing is off limits."
After a five minute makeout session, Piper enquired. "Why do you trust me so much?"
The brunette glanced away as if deep in thought, and then shrugged. "I just do."
They kissed more leisurely this time, but after a few moments, the blonde felt the slim cord on her stomach as Alex moved the bullet down into her underwear. Piper smiled against her lips.
"Is this ok?" Alex whispered.
She nodded. "I hadn't used one of these before."
The dark haired woman tugged at Piper's lower lip. "Did you like it?"
She lifted her arms when she felt Alex pulling at her shirt. "Yeah."
The garment was discarded along with her bikini top, and Alex sucked a nipple into her mouth.
"I imagined you using it on yourself." She squirmed, lifting her hips to gain contact with the buzzing device.
"I'd rather have your tongue inside of me," the brunette growled. She positioned the bullet precisely on Piper's clit.
"I'd rather that, too."
A minute later, an orgasm surfaced, and Piper writhed on the bed, screaming Alex's name, pleased that she was there to swallow the loud moans down her throat.
"Wow," Piper panted, eyes screwed shut. "Fuck."
Before she had a chance to fully recover, Piper watched her lover slither down her body and lick her dripping pussy. The blonde knew how wet she must have been, and Alex sucked every last drop of liquid from her center, causing the blonde to have another convulsion, this one far calmer but equally overwhelming.
"God, Alex." She bucked into the other woman's face, but Alex held her hips firmly in place.
"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Another string of indecipherable words rang out of Piper's mouth, and this orgasm felt like wide, rolling waves in the ocean.
Alex placed a few kisses on Piper's center, and then wiped her mouth on her arm as she snuggled next to her, one arm propping her head up.
"You're really bad at that," Piper joked.
She let out a small laugh.
Piper scooted over and rested her head against Alex's chest, snaking one hand underneath her tank top to touch bare skin. "I found your vibrator that morning when I changed into your clothes."
"You did?"
"I didn't know if I should tell you or not, so I kept it to myself."
Alex gently stroked her arm. "Did it freak you out?"
"A little," she sighed, feeling like she could easily fall back asleep. "More than anything it made me think of having sex with you."
She felt Alex chuckle against her head.
The women were silent for a moment, and Piper heard her companion yawn. Neither of them had slept much the night before, so taking a cat nap was probably a good idea for both of them.
Piper woke up 30 minutes later, and Alex was sound asleep halfway beneath her. She slowly got out of bed and went into the other room to give her a chance to sleep longer. The blonde checked her phone and saw that she'd missed a call from her dad, but he didn't leave a message. She stepped outside to return the call.
"Hi, dad. I noticed you called a few minutes ago." She watched a man raise a sail on his boat not far offshore.
"We were worried about you," he explained. "You didn't come home last night and we didn't hear from you this morning."
"Yeah…I'm fine."
"We left Kennebunkport about an hour ago and locked the doors," he said. "If you don't have a spare key, ask Alex to open it for you."
"Ok." She took in a deep breath of salty air. "Will you be here next weekend?"
"Of course—it's the Fourth of July."
"Right." She turned to go back into the cottage and saw Alex coming outside. "I'll see you then."
"Take care, sweetheart."
"You, too. Bye." Piper hung up and shoved her phone into her pocket.
"Parents?" Alex stretched as she approached her lover.
"They left. They even locked the doors and asked you to let me in," she sighed.
The brunette strung her arms around Piper from behind. "Don't let them get to you."
She placed a hand over Alex's wrist. "I'm trying."
The thing that bothered her most wasn't that her parents left without contacting her or leaving the house open so that she could return home; rather, it was having to hide her relationship with Alex from them. There was something deep down in Piper's soul that convinced her that she'd have to fess up at some point, and that scared her immensely. It would be more than a confession that she was in a same sex relationship—it was with whom she was with that would trouble her parents enough to possibly fire Alex.
The brunette kissed the top of Piper's head. "What are you thinking?"
She turned in the other woman's arms, stringing her arms around Alex's neck. "Nothing important."
Alex hugged her, and they stood like that for minutes. Piper listened to the waves crashing against the shore, the birds chirping in the trees and the sound of Alex's heart beating against her ear. She breathed in the familiar grassy scent combined with the smell of the salty air, and she grew dizzy from the sensory overload.
"You don't have to go back there, you know." The brunette locked her hands behind Piper's lower back.
She creased her brow and looked up. "What are you saying?"
Alex shrugged. "I'm saying you can stay with me for the rest of the summer if you want."
Piper was taken aback. She blinked several times, trying to comprehend the weight of Alex's statement. "Really?"
"I like having you around, and you seem to like it here, too."
"I thought you were worried about the neighbors finding out about us?"
"I'm still concerned about the wrong people seeing us together, but I'm not going to hide who I am from anyone." She tucked a piece of blonde hair behind Piper's ear. "And I thought a lot about what you said—I do a good job around here, and if they fire me because I sleep with women, they'll have a lawsuit on their hands."
"Women?" Piper smirked.
"Woman," Alex corrected. "Singular."
Piper once again wrapped her arms around Alex, pulling her in for a tight hug. "I'd love to stay with you."
"Good," she whispered.
The women made their way inside the cottage and Alex taught Piper how to easily get the pit out of nectarines, stuff them with goat cheese, and wrap prosciutto around them. Once again, Piper enjoyed cooking with Alex, only this time she had a bigger role with the food prep. The brunette played Sara Bareilles after being inspired by Piper's rendition of Bright Lights & Cityscapes earlier that day. They stole kisses as they made dinner, and at one point, Alex lifted Piper onto the counter, shoving the cutting board to the side as she stood between the blonde's legs and massaged her breasts and kissed her soundly.
Note: Short chapter, I realize that...Next one is double the length, and the final one (Epilogue) is short.