by Piper Rayne
“Relax,” he whispered in my ear, and I took several deep breaths before finally leaning against him. The scene playing out in front of us was erotic. I closed my eyes as his hands went from kneading my shoulders to traveling down my arms until he reached my hands, placing his over mine. Together our hands moved up and down my sides before finally cupping my breasts. I swear, if being a sex therapist doesn’t pan out for him, he definitely should be a masseuse. The moment his thumbs brushed against my nipples, I gasped, which quickly turned into a moan.
“Spread your legs,” I heard him whisper, at least I thought I did, but surely, he wouldn’t say something like that—and definitely not here, in public. I also had to remind myself this was Ash who made me get myself off in a public bathroom. “Spread your legs,” he said again. My eyes snapped open, ready to end this little game but one of his arms went around my waist holding me still. I looked out at the crowd. No one was paying attention to us, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t see what we were doing. I heard him sigh, as both of his legs hooked both of my ankles, jerking my legs apart.
“No one’s watching,” he whispered to me. His hands, now back on mine, went to the hem of my skirt but he didn’t go up further. Instead, he took my hand and guided it up and down my own thigh until he directed my hand up past the seam of my skirt. I felt him move my panties to the side. “Tell me how wet you are.” At first I hesitated as I looked out to the crowd but shut my eyes as I touched myself. “Show me,” he whispered as he kissed the side of my neck. I brought my hand out from under my skirt and held it up, the light making my fingers glisten. I heard him moan behind me as he shifted. The feeling of his hard cock against my back didn’t go unnoticed. “Continue,” he whispered in my ear, and I didn’t need any more prompting after that. He still had that one hand under my skirt, keeping my panties to the side but he never touched me. I wanted him to touch me.
I thought about him touching me and pretended it was him doing it. I squeezed my eyes tighter as I increased the rubbing of my clit. “Make me proud,” he whispered in my ear, and that voice alone set me off as I trembled in his arms. I covered my own mouth, afraid someone would hear me, even though I knew it wasn’t possible with the music blaring and the skit still playing out in front of us. I finally slumped against him, legs still spread, not giving a damn who could see me now.
His tongue slowly trailed my neck before reaching my ear and lightly biting. “Good girl,” he whispered in my ear. He moaned as I rocked against him, his hardened cock between us making itself known.
His arm wrapped around my waist keeping me still. “This isn’t about me.”
I looked over my shoulder at him and whispered against his lips, “But it can be.” Even though the music was loud, he heard me. He hissed as my hand moved to cup him over his jeans.
“Perrie,” he growled but made no move to stop me as I unbuckled his jeans and wrapped my hand around his cock. His head fell back against the seat as he started to move his hips against me. He leaned over me, turning off the lamp on the side of our booth as he moved us closer to the middle section. It didn’t offer much privacy, but it was enough to where we were slightly hidden. His mouth claimed mine hard, to the point we were practically breathing each other in.
He leaned back, his lips swollen, mine most likely too. “Put your mouth on me,” he whispered against my lips. I quickly looked behind me before lowering myself to the floor. I was partly covered under the table but he could still see me. I circled the tip of his cock slowly with my tongue, his breathing hitched as I swallowed his precum. Taking my right hand, I licked my palm before putting my hand between my legs. I watched him watch me rub myself before I removed my hand and rubbed his cock up and down with my wetness.
He practically jumped out his seat as I swallowed him down. His hands went to my head to push me down, but he didn’t need to. I happily took him in. I stiffened when I heard him talking and started to pull back but his hands on my head stopped me and pushed me further down his cock.
“Keep the change,” I hear him struggle to say as his hips buck up, forcing me deeper. He gripped both sides of my head to hold me still as he fucks my mouth. I’m struggling to breathe as I choke and gag. I want to push him off me but I don’t. After a few more thrusts, he stilled while pushing all the way in my mouth. His cum fills my mouth and I struggle to swallow, but I do.
Finally, I feel his grip around my head loosen, and he pulls me up.
“Fuck, Perrie,” he whispers before kissing me hard. He smiles against my lips. “Good fucking girl.”
24
Ash
Walking in the kitchen, Perrie was already there with a faint smile on her lips, which was the exact opposite of where I needed her to be. Mostly because I liked her like this, and that was the very last thing I needed from her—feelings. She glanced up at me as I entered the kitchen. “Morning,” she said a little too damn eagerly. I nodded at her as I poured myself a coffee. “Last night was... adventurous,” she said as she hid behind her mug.
“How did you feel?”
“Fine.” Even though she was trying to hide behind her mug, it didn’t stop the blush that crept over her body. She shrugged, trying to not make it into a big deal when she knew damn well getting herself off in a room filled with people was way more than just fine.
“Good,” I said as I placed my cup in the sink. “Then you’ll have no problem for what’s next.” She paled as her eyes widened. I brushed against her as I left the kitchen. She wasn’t hard to read at all. Her words said she was unaffected but her body said otherwise. Fortunately, that wasn’t a problem at all. I had time.
“So, this is where you work?” Perrie looked up at me surprised as I walked toward her desk.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was in the area.” She narrowed her eyes at me as if she didn’t believe me. She would be correct.
“I’m the receptionist today since Barb is out sick, so today’s job is to sit in this lovely chair here and be cute,” she said as she twirled a piece of her hair while batting her eyes.
I nodded looking around the office space. It was pretty scarce but sufferable, I suppose. “Show me around.”
She hesitated briefly before agreeing. “I actually have a video meeting in a few minutes. So this will be a bit quick.”
I gestured toward her. “Lead the way.”
Perrie took me into the studio where she explained what everything was as well as the extensive editing process she did during the day. “So, that’s basically it. I wear these ridiculous outfits so we can give a review while we do our podcast.”
I looked at the closet she had open and grabbed one of the garments. “You actually wear the lingerie?” She rolled her eyes, nodding.
“I hate it. I don’t really see the point of it, but Frank said they’re the sponsor, and they want genuine feedback.”
“Sounds sketchy as hell, does everyone do this?”
“Unfortunately, no, since I’m the main presenter.” She closed the closet door. Absolutely nothing of what she said made any kind of sense. I mean I guess it was legit… almost. Sketchy, nonetheless. She checked her watch. “The meeting is starting. It shouldn’t be no more than ten minutes.” I followed her back to the receptionist area as she logged into her laptop and prepared to do whatever people do.
Although I had not a single care of what they were talking about, it was clear she was getting frustrated. I decided to rectify that. Dropping to my knees, I crawled under her desk. She looked at me questioningly until I grabbed her hips and scooted her to the edge of the chair.
No panties, just like I told her. Such a good girl. She hit mute. “What are you—” she didn’t finish as her head fell back the moment my tongue circled her clit. She tried pushing and pulling me from her at the same time.
“Answer them, Perrie.” Her eyes popped open before she looked at the screen.
“I’m sorry, Frank, can you repeat that?” she asked, her voice a little h
igh pitched.
I continued to trace every crease of her as she practically creamed in my mouth. Holding her clit in place with my teeth, I slid two fingers as deep as I could go and watched her reaction as she almost jumped out of her chair. Reaching up, I tilted her laptop screen further back to where it’s focused on just her face before grabbing onto her tit and pinching her nipple hard. She yelped.
They noticed.
I chuckled, and most definitely didn’t stop what I was doing.
“Yeah, everything is fine, there’s just some noise outside,” she said almost too breathily. I smiled at how she struggled to say just those words. I moaned at how wet she was, the vibrations doing nothing but setting her off more. I sucked her gently before sucking hard. She was still talking, or at least trying to. I buried my tongue as far as I could go, while pinching her clit at the same time. She leaned forward, clutching my head to her, pulling me as deep as possible.
I heard the laptop slam shut followed by a long moan as she came in my mouth. I feathered light licks until she came down completely before standing up and straightening my pants, my own erection ready to burst through. She stared up at me, breathing heavily, legs still spread. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips, making sure she tasted herself.
“Thanks for the tour.”
Her eyes widened as I turned and left.
25
Perrie
Our two weeks were coming to an end. I didn’t want it to. I was hoping this experience would make me get him out of my system but it did the exact opposite. I developed feelings. Feelings I certainly didn’t need to have. Ignoring them, I went to the front desk of where I needed to be, and signed in.
“You’re a bit early. She’s not scheduled for another half hour but I can take you to where she’s assigned.” I nodded, following behind the nurse who led me to a small yet cozy room. I looked at all the machines and wiring around me. It was enough to intimidate anyone and yet it was all familiar.
Twenty minutes later, the door opened followed by voices, which suddenly stopped when she saw me. Jacqueline blinked several times, clearly stunned to see me.
“Hi,” she whispered. I nodded in return as the nurse led her over to the reclining chair and hooked Jacqueline up to a bunch of wires. Ten minutes later, the nurse left, closing the door softly behind her. It was just me and Jacqueline. Probably the only time we had ever been alone together.
I stared at my hands, wondering if I was making the right decision, hell, even wondering if I should even be here. I finally cleared my throat to say something, but she cut me off before I could start.
“No. Let me go first. Please?”
I slowly nodded letting her have her chance. “I never should have given my family that power. But I was young and scared. They convinced me they would harm you and I couldn’t let that happen. I could have tried. I could have tried harder to fight for you, but with my family, it’s doing what you’re told or…” she didn’t finish that sentence but I suppose she didn’t need to.
Even though Gerald explained things to me and Jacqueline basically echoed what he said, it was moot. “My father died. I had no one, and I went to you, and you treated me like I was exactly that. Like I was no one. Like I didn’t mean shit to you. I didn’t ask for much, I just asked for a family. I don’t understand how you can sit here and say how bad your family is when you are literally exactly like them. You gave me up for a status.” I didn’t realize I was crying until a tear fell on my hand. “And yet I can’t wrap my head around the fact that you never once apologized. You didn’t care. You didn’t ever care about me.”
“I did care about you—”
“Did. You did care about me, not do.” I stood up because this conversation wasn’t going to go anywhere. It would take years of talking and therapy. “I’ll consider donating what you need, but not because you asked, or because Gerald asked. But because I would rather show you that I am nothing like you.”
I didn’t wait for her to respond as I turned and left.
* * *
I didn’t even bother taking a car service back to work. I needed the walk to let off steam. But that wasn’t enough. Getting my phone out of my purse, I texted Ash.
Me: Are you busy?
Ash: Not really. About to start a lunch meeting.
Me: Where?
Ash: Flames. I hate the food here.
Good enough for me. It was five minutes away.
26
Ash
“That’s definitely something I could take into consideration.” The couple in front of me looked to each other and both smiled as they wrote notes down. I just happened to look up and saw Perrie at the door looking around the room. She was flushed but had a look of determination about her. She finally made eye contact with me and headed right over. Oh shit. This was going to be either good or bad.
“Ash, I am so sorry to bother you and your guests, but it’s urgent. If I could get just a few minutes of your time.”
I looked to the couple in front of me before standing up. “Excuse me. Please go ahead and order.”
I followed Perrie out of the restaurant, the blast of cold hitting me in the face. I had to run to keep up with her. “Where are we going?” She didn’t answer me, but finally turned down an alley. She stopped abruptly behind a dumpster and grabbed my shirt, untucking it from my pants.
“Fuck me.” I grabbed her hands to stop her. “Ash, fuck me.”
“What’s going on, Perrie?”
“Are you going to fuck me or do I have to find someone else?”
I shoved her against the brick wall, my arms caging her on both sides. “Are you threatening me that someone else will fuck this pussy? I don’t know where you got the audacity but you better take that shit back. On your knees. Now.”
I didn’t even wait. I was already shoving her down to her knees as I took my dick out my pants. She barely had time to breathe before I gripped her head and shoved my cock as deep as I could go. I grabbed both sides of her hair and fucked her mouth as if it were her pussy. The gagging was music to my ears as I went harder, not even giving her a chance to breathe.
“You want to say that shit to me again?” I held myself all the way in, her eyes tearing up as she struggled to breathe. “I asked you a fucking question!” She quickly shook her head before I pulled all the way out. “That’s what I fucking thought.” I raised her to her feet and turned her to face the wall. I lifted her skirt, not even caring I partly ripped it. “Is this what you want? For me to fuck you like a whore?”
I didn’t wait for a response and didn’t even bother to check to see if she was wet. Spitting on my fingers, I rubbed my cock before I pulled her hips back and thrusted hard. She yelped before moaning. Covering her mouth with one hand, I started fucking as if I was punishing her. And maybe I was. Punishing her for making me do this two weeks fuckery shit. Punishing her for making me fall in love with her and punishing her for even remotely thinking of fucking someone else. My other hand went to her clit. She tried screaming against my hand. Yes, I was aware we were in public. Yes, I was aware that anyone could see what we were doing, and maybe they were, but right now I wasn’t exactly interested in giving a shit what anyone else thought. I gave one last hard thrust before I stilled and slumped against her.
She looked over her shoulder at me, eyes completely glazed over in that post-orgasmic bliss. I muttered a curse as I ran my hand through my hair before tucking myself in. I made sure to put her skirt down, cursing when I realized where the rip was. Taking off my suit jacket, I wrapped it around her. “It’ll have to do.”
She smiled looking down at it. “I like it. Thanks.”
She started to move away from the wall but I stopped her and pressed my head against her, just breathing her in. She softly sighed against me and the rage I had before started to consume me again. I pushed away from her. “Fuck, Perrie.”
She gave me a questioning look. “What? What did I do?”
I shook my head. She had
no idea what she did. She fucked me up, that’s what she did. I loved her. Not just now but all those times we were together years ago. “I have to go back to my clients. I’ll see you later.” I turned my back and walked back down the alley before she had a chance to respond.
27
Perrie
Since that time in the alley, Ash has been different. We had two days left in our arrangement at that time and the only thing he’s done so far was spend no more than ten minutes with me, going over what he thought I achieved from our little session.
When the final day arrived, he came to me and said, “Congrats, it was great working with you. You’ll do well.” That was it, as if it was a business transaction. The true end was confirmed when I came home from lunch and another girl was sitting on the couch.
I couldn’t even decide how I was supposed to feel. Hurt? Used? Angry? None of it mattered because I didn’t have the right. I headed to my favorite lunch spot to meet Beth since she wanted a play-by-play of how it went.
“Well, don’t keep me waiting.”
I sipped my tea. “It was good, lots of insight.”
She stared at me and crossed her arms. “Lots of insight?”
“Yeah, I mean pretty much what you told me. It was good, he was good, the sex,” I paused thinking of all the sex, “was very surprising and the best part of course.” I sipped my tea again. When I looked back at Beth, she was legit looking at me as if I had grown two heads.
“Sex?”
I laughed. “Yes, Beth, the sex. You know, it’s natural.” I said her words back to her.
“You and Ash had sex?”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, Beth, we had sex!” I said a little too loudly. I looked around the cafe and a lady with her two young sons scowled at me as if I just ruined their entire childhood.
