Page 4 of Playing With Piper

A soft gasp escapes my throat as I stumble away from the note. I pull my towel tighter around my body and turn towards the door. I freeze. Standing there,in the doorway, ishim.

Chapter Four

Blade

I smirk as Piper’s moans echo throughout her quiet house. I can feel my own arousal rising, but I resist the urge to stroke myself. The next time I come will be for Piper’s pleasure, not my own.

I wait for her, hiding in the shadows of her home. Steam clouds the mirror in the bathroom while I watch her naked form. Piper’s eyes are clenched shut as she rubs her swollen clit. I stifle my own moan as I watch her come on her own fingers. My pulse races as she continues her shower while I step back into the shadows of the closet across the hall.

Eventually, Piper emerges from the bathroom. I creep behind her silently, careful to stay hidden in the shadows. I step carefully over her wet footprints. A sweetness wafts through the air that can only bedescribed asPiper. I watch as she reads the note and stumbles over her feet as she turns around.

My pulse strums steadily as I hear her gasp. I tilt my head as I look at her in amusement. Piper’s eyes are wide, but not with fear. It’sarousalI see swirling in them. If she looks close enough, she’ll see the same desire burning in my own.

“Here I come,” I taunt as I step further into the room. Piper stares at me in silence for a moment, and I can see the gears shifting in her head. When they stop, Piper rushes out of the bedroom door. I grin from beneath my mask, watching her fumble for traction under her wet feet.

I slowly stalk behind her as she looks for an escape. She won’t find one. I’ve made sure of it, and seeing as I know her house better than she does, she wouldn’t stand a chance anyway. But I let her believe that she does, just for a little while.

I can’t deny my shock when Piper turns around to face me. She stares at me. That’s it. She doesn’t try to run again. She’s giving up already? I take a step closer, looking down at her.

“Aren’t you gonna run, Piper?” I keep my voice low.

The question was meant to be degrading and condescending, but curiosity slipped out instead. Piper looks at me with wide eyes and shrugs. When I say nothing, she shakes her head. I bite my lip as I watch her chest rise and fall rapidly.Fuck.

“No? I can’t lie, baby. I’m a little disappointed that you aren't playing. The chase is half the fun,” I chuckle darkly. I watch as Piper shudders the same way she always does when something gets her just a little horny. If she could see my face, she’d realize just how much I loved that.“What’s the other half?” She asks quietly, before squaring her shoulders. I smirk under my mask.I’m so glad she asked.

“When you realize that you want me to fuck you as badly as I want to fuck you,” I tell her simply. Piper’s sharp inhale breaks the silence, and I feel my cock twitch at her reaction. Nodding, Piper takes a few steps until she’s standing nearly chest to chest with me. I keep my shoulders straight as Piper leans in close to me. Her breath tickles my neck when she whispers to me.

“Play with me,” Piper purrs in my ear, sending a chill down my spine. She has the tendency to rile me up, even if she doesn’t know it. I groan, reaching up to grip her arm tightly. Piper’s skin is like silk against my hands, and it takes everything in me to continue playing this game with her instead of tossing her onto the bed right now. I am nothing if not a patient man, but I am tested every time I look at Piper.

“I don’t like to lose,” I tell her sharply, still gripping her arm. Piper shrugs coyly before turning around. She drops her towel and looks over her shoulder.

“Come find me, then,” she says then winks at me. She fuckingwinksat me. My gaze follows her naked figure as Piper walks–struts—out of her bedroom. What a fucking tease.It gets my dick hard.I close my eyes when Piper gets to the end of the hallway. I won’t cheat at my own game. There’s no fun in it if I do. I don’t bother trying to pray my erection away. There’s no use anyway when I know that Piper is somewhere in this house waiting for me. A god couldn’t save me now, anyway. I was completely and utterly fucked the first time I laid my eyes on Piper because I decided that I’d be willing to commit any sin for her.

After a few minutes, I open my eyes again. The house is eerily quiet, more so than when I was the only person occupying it earlier today. The floorboards creak under my weight as I creep quietly through the house. Coconut and vanilla waft through the air.Piper’s shampoo. I inhale deeply, turning towards the living room.

All the curtains are pulled shut, but a sliver of yellow light from the streetlamp outside seeps in. Though I would’ve preferred complete darkness, the eeriness from the glow is something I can’t condemn.

A shadow shifts on the floor by the couch, and I tsk quietly.Better luck next time, Piper.I plant my feet firmly in front of Piper, who’s hiding behind a small chair in the corner. Her head whips up to meet my gaze when I clear my throat.She looks so pretty sitting onher knees in front of me.As much as I want her to stay right there, preferably sucking my cock, I gesture for her to stand. She does, and I smirk when I see how her legs shake slightly.

“Oh, my sweet Piper,” I tut, brushing a strand of hair from her face. Her eyes bore into mine intensely. She looks like a dream I had once.

“Did you pick such an easy hiding spot because you're a dumb little thing or because you wanted me to find you?” I whisper tauntingly as I rub soft circles against her neck. Piper lets out a soft whimper when I grasp her throat in my hand, squeezing her a bit. Her small hand reaches up to grasp at my arm, nails digging into my flesh. I squeeze tighter. So does she.

“One more try,” Piper gasps when I finally release her with a hum of approval. Just as I close my eyes, I can hear Piper’s footsteps rush away.

One more try.

Chapter Five

Piper

?“One more try.”

?The words leave my mouth before I have time to actually consider what I’m begging for. I’m not even sure why I’m asking him to prolong the inevitable. The inevitable is exactly what I want. There is something inside of me that is so dark and depraved that I don’t want to resist him. Ican’tresist him.

He doesn’t object to my request, humming and closing his eyes as confirmation that he’s willing to play with me. The second his hands are off me, I’m rushing through the living room. I can hear his footsteps shift as I turn the corner into the kitchen. The pantry door catches my attention, and I can’t resist the smirk that forms on my face. I creep closer to the door, keeping my steps light so the floor doesn’tcreak. I slip into the wide pantry easily and close the door behind me. I inhale deeply in an effort to calm my racing heart, listening closely for any indication that my seeker has started his role. No movement. No sound. I release a breath and step to the far left of the pantry, running my hand along the wall until I brush against cold metal. I grasp the doorknob tightly and turn it slowly, freezing when it clicks open. I pause for a breath before continuing.

I tug the door open just enough for me to slip through and pull it shut behind me. As I descend the stairs to the basement, I sidestep every loose board. I’d been down here far too many times not to memorize which boards creak.

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