What Piper Needs (10 page)

“I’m willing to try it out. So what’s next in sex adventureland for you?” Caroline asked. “Any more workplace plans?”

“Possibly. Michael wants to make a top-ten sex list, with each of us putting down five.”

Caroline rubbed her hands together. “That sounds fun! Do tell. What’s on your list?”

“I don’t actually know yet. He just thought it up.” Piper got up from Caroline’s table and walked over to a drawer by the phone. She knew where everything was in Caroline’s house, because it was her second home. She plucked out a small pad of paper and a pen. The notepad had one of Caroline’s drawings on it. A beautiful train of ivy. “Let’s work on it right now.” Piper headed back to the table right as Jace, Caroline’s husband, walked in from work.

Piper watched her friend positively beam at her husband as he strode into the kitchen. Piper understood why. Jason Stratton was a specimen of a man. Tall, dark, broad-shouldered, and athletic.

And that man loved his wife. It was written all over his face.

“Hi, ladies. How’s it going?” he asked as he gave his wife a kiss. “
Mm
. You taste like wine. I like it.”

Caroline teased, “That’s because wine equals great sex. It’s Thumpin’ Thursday, after all.”

“That, too.” Jace winked. “I’m going to grab a quick snack and head downstairs to put together that toy we ordered. It arrived yesterday. I’ll be awaiting you at your convenience.”

Caroline’s gaze darkened. “I can’t wait to try it.”

“I’ll see you ladies later.” He grabbed a bag of chips out of the pantry and a Coke out of the fridge, then walked out of the kitchen, whistling.

Piper’s eyebrows hit her hairline. “What toy? Have you been holding out on me? And, by the way, I’m totally putting toys on my sex list.” She jotted down numbers one through five on the notepad. “But I want to try something really dirty.” Piper glanced up and saw Caroline gazing longingly after her husband. “Okay, spill it. What’s he assembling that’s got you so distracted?”

Caroline appeared a little sheepish, glancing down into her drink. “Well, it’s a…little embarrassing! All this sex-confessing is new for me. It’s just an automated…thingy.”

“What, like a battery-operated dildo?”

“No, it’s a…whole contraption. It’s a—” Caroline stopped to down her drink. After she swallowed, she cleared her throat, and finished, “It’s a fuck machine.”

“A
what
?” Piper gave out a peal of laughter. “Are you
kidding
me? Like one of those things where you lie on a board and a dildo on a stick fucks you?”

“Kind of, I guess.” Caroline shrugged, and then started to giggle. Her laughter quickly turned into less-polite snorts, which she tried to cover with the back of her hand. “Don’t ask me for details! Jace thought I might like it, and I told him I’d try it. Hell, he knows nowadays I’ll try anything once. His plan is to get me to feel like another guy is fucking me while he’s doing his thing. And, you know, it just might work. Especially after all this wine.” Caroline, still chortling, poured herself another glass. “Actually, saying it out loud makes it even sexier.” She had a twinkle in her eye. “I hope it’s not too hard to put together. I saw the box. It was huge.”

Piper hooted with laughter.

She was no longer able to call Caroline tame.

This proper woman from South Carolina was putting Piper to shame in the experimental department. But that was about to change. “Okay, sex goddess,” Piper chirped, “I’m making my list now, and you have to help me. I want toys, too. I’m counting both the office sex encounters as number one, so toys are technically second. I need three more. For toys, I’m thinking a double strap-on. What do you think?” Piper wrote TOYS! in all caps in the number two spot. “It’s always been a fantasy of mine to be a Dom, but just for a night. Not with whips or anything. I just want to feel like a
boss
and in control of what happens for an entire night.”

“Are you sure Michael will be okay with that? A double strap-on means…oh, my, it means…” She blushed. “I’m not sure Jace would—”

“Are you kidding me?” Piper cut her off. “If it got you going, Jace would do it in less time than it takes to pop open a can of soda. Like you said, we would try anything once, and so would our men. And, yes, I actually think Michael will enjoy it. The man hates being bored, and this is the furthest thing from boring. In fact, rectal orgasms for men are supposed to be completely intense. I think Mikey will
likey
a lot.”

“You don’t have to tell me about rectal orgasms.” Caroline winked. “I know they’re intense.” She had a satisfied look on her face as she took a sip of her wine.

“Caroline!”

“What?” She laughed as she set down her glass. “You don’t have to use a strap-on to get to that particular prize.” She held up her hand and wiggled the first two fingers. “A finger or two works just fine.”

“Oh my
God
!” Piper cried. “I’ve created a monster! If you keep saying things like this, I’m going to shoot wine out of my nose. What
haven’t
you done? No, don’t answer that.” She waved a hand in front of her. “I kind of like finding out this crap as we go. But if this keeps up, I’m going to have to think up some hard-core nicknames for you like Assrocks or Plumbline. Or make you get a tattoo.”

“Oh! I’ve always wanted a tattoo!” She clapped. “Something sexy on my pelvic bone.”

Piper snorted. “Dude, who
are
you?”

“I’m a liberated woman, that’s who I am. I’m also the gal who’s going to help you make your sex list.” She folded her arms on the table. “So let’s get to it, shall we?”

Piper grinned as she positioned her pen over the paper. “Okay, what’ve you got for me, Nippleclamp?”

Caroline giggled. “Well, these are
your
top fantasies, not mine. But knowing you the way I do, I’d have to say you’re going to have to get yourself into a bathroom stall somehow. I know you did the selfies in there, but sex in a public restroom should be up there—or in an elevator. I’ve always wanted to do it in an elevator. What about sex somewhere in plain sight? A place where everyone can see you, but no one knows you’re doing the nasty.”

Piper nodded and jotted it down. “Where is this magical place? Do tell.”

“I don’t know.” Caroline shrugged. “Maybe a concert? Think about it. Tons of chaos, people standing, sitting, and dancing all around you. It could be done if you wore the right clothing.”

“I like that. A concert has potential. There are a few bands we love to go see, and one of them is really popular. They play bar venues mostly, but the places are always packed. It could happen.”

“There you go, see?” Caroline said. “So you have office sex. You put down raunchy toys, I see. Add bathroom-stall sex, public sex…and you need one more.”

“I told Michael we were going to do it on his boss’ Italian leather couch.”

Caroline shook her head. “No, you already did it at the office twice. So not on the couch, but what about in his boss’ house?”

“Say
what
?”

“I don’t know!” Caroline chuckled. “It could happen. You snag a dinner invite and do it in one of his spare rooms.” She picked up her wine and swirled the glass. “That could be hot.”

“Now I know you’re drunk. You can’t just
snag
an invite to the home of one of the partners of a huge law firm—
oh, but wait a minute
!” Piper tapped her pen on the paper excitedly. “They’re announcing a new partner in the next few weeks, and they always have a get-together to celebrate. Sometimes it’s at a partner’s house. I’ll put it down as a maybe.” She wrote it down with a question mark after it. “If that doesn’t work, I’ll just put down ‘orgies.’ That covers a lot of hot bases.”

“I had no idea you were into orgies.” Caroline reached for a sushi roll. “That’s not my thing. I don’t think I could ever attend one. Being with one other couple was too intense for me. An orgy would be like sensation overload.”

“You know, I’ve always been curious about orgies, but have never been brave enough to try. Michael and I have discussed it on more than one occasion. The old me never followed through, but the new kickass Piper who’s in charge of her life? I think that girl might like it. I also know Michael would be incredibly surprised by it, and that makes me get a wettie just thinking about it.”

“You know, Emma might have the down low on orgies around town,” Caroline offered. “If anyone is clued in, she would be.”

“She might be, but I’d bet my favorite handbag that Gillian knows for sure. I’ll ask her when I see her next week.”

9

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M
ichael sat in his car outside Piper’s office building, phone in hand. It was noon on Friday, and he was about to enact number one on his top five. He and Piper had decided not to share their lists with each other. Instead, they were going to keep them secret and unveil them as they went. Last night they’d both agreed to be good sports and go along with whatever the other wanted, ending with a pinky swear, followed by some heavy foreplay.

His phone buzzed.

I’M COMING.

It buzzed again.

WELL, NOT COMING COMING. YET. B THERE IN 2.

Michael smiled, remembering last night, licking every inch of her, teasing her, and informing her she had to wait until today for her release. She’d given him some choice words. Once Piper had fallen asleep, it’d taken everything he’d had not to go in the bathroom and jerk off because it’d been so hot.

His phone buzzed again.

DO I GET ANY HINTS?

He texted back.

NOPE.

She responded.

U R CAGEY. CUMMING NOW. HA!

He glanced up to see his wife walking down the steps. He was parked in a loading zone with his hazards on, but again, this was Madison, not New York. Very few cars were trying to pull up to the building.

Piper got in. Once she was settled, she turned to him. “Okay, where to, Mikey?”

He eased away from the curb. “You’ll see very soon.” He loved it when she called him Mikey. No one ever did, so it was just theirs. She only did it when she was feeling playful.

“I have an hour at most,” she told him. “My boss delayed the Pantygate interrogation until one thirty. I haven’t figured out who else he’s talking to, but it has to be whoever else came in that night.”

“I’ll be curious to see who it is.”

“Me, too. I’ll have to pump Larry for info.” She waggled her eyebrows at him. “So where are we going, huh?”

“Not too far away, and how long we’re there depends on how quickly you come.” He grinned at her. “If it’s quick, you’ll be back very soon. If not, we’ll see.” Piper looked beautiful. Her hair was down, and she had on casual work attire, which included the skirt he’d asked her to wear, as well as a gauzy white shirt. The skirt was one of his favorites and would work well for what he had planned.

“That depends on how hot it is,” Piper shot back. “I’m curious to see what’s number one on your list.”

“It won’t take you long to figure it out once we get there,” Michael said. “And number one is counting down. Number five is my pinnacle. This is just something I’ve always wanted to try.”

He pulled into a parking garage a few blocks later.

Piper craned her head around as he drove up the ramp. “You’re taking me to the mall?”

They had indeed entered a mall parking ramp. “Not exactly.” Michael continued to drive up to the fourth floor, finding a spot by the doors.

Piper glanced at him with a grin. “What are you up to?”

“I’m not saying, but there might be popcorn involved.” He winked as he turned off the car.

“The movie theater! I should’ve known. This has been on your list for a long time.” She shook her head as she unbuckled her seat belt. “I think you’ve been begging me for this ever since we first started dating.”

“Begging you for a blow job in the back row. Yes, that has long been a dream of mine. But today we’re skipping the BJ and going straight to full-on sex.”

He heard Piper’s breath hitch. “Are you kidding me?” she asked. “How are we going to manage that?”

“You’ll see.”

They got out of the car. Michael grabbed Piper’s hand as she came around the back, tugging her toward the doorway. “You know, if we get caught, we can get arrested for public indecency or something like that,” Piper told him, her voice rushed in excitement.

He held the door open for her. “I know. I’m a lawyer. But why are you suddenly worried about getting caught? I thought that’s what you craved. The adrenaline rush of someone catching us. This is perfect.”

“I do, but getting arrested doesn’t sound that fun.”

“Don’t worry about it. We’re not going to get caught.” He took her hand once again and walked her down the hallway to the box office, where he said, “Two for
Dark Warrior
, please.”

“
Dark Warrior
?” Piper whispered as Michael got their tickets and turned.

“Yep.” Michael wrapped an arm around her waist. “It’s been out the longest and has the worst reviews. I called the theater yesterday, and it’s showing in only one of two theaters where we can pull this off. I told you not to worry. I’ve got this covered.”