Blue Lines(17)

“You are so wrong that it isn’t even funny. Don’t act like I live in another state and that our families don’t know one another. You had every opportunity to tell me what was going on, but you didn’t have the lady balls to do it.”

Piper took in a quick, angry breath.

“How dare you use my words against me!”

They were bickering and arguing like children. It was embarrassing, but it didn’t stop her from sticking her tongue out at the phone. Just as she was about to come up with what she hoped was a great retort, he said softly, “I have good memories about that night.”

Piper froze in place. He did not say that, and she did not just get hot all over because of it. Shit, what was wrong with her, and why did she allow him to have that effect on her? It only took seconds for her to remember the moment when she’d said that to him.

Erik had made quick work of removing her dress, moving it down her body, kissing every inch he revealed. As he dipped his tongue into her belly button, she took in a deep breath, gripping his hair with her fingers. Pushing her dress over her hips, he took her panties with it. He didn’t kiss or play with her first; he went right for her core, sucking her wet mound into his mouth, taking her to another world. Her knees buckled, causing her to brace her hands on his shoulders, her fingernails digging into his skin. She let out a long, low groan as he hit the right spot, moving his talented tongue around her taut clit in figure eights.

Piper’s eyes were closed tight as she felt his hands move from her thighs up her body to her exposed breast. He took her sensitive nipple between his thumb and index finger, squeezing it hard. She gasped, holding on to him as she rocked her body toward his mouth. It was mind-blowing, Piper could hardly breathe, but then he stopped, turned her around, and bent her over.

“Oh my God,” she panted as he started to lick her from behind. His nose was tickling her slick opening as his tongue continued its assault on her extended nub. Piper held on to the back of the couch, her legs shaking under Erik’s attentive hands. She was almost there, her body was tensing up, her heart rate was through the roof, and she swore her legs were numb. Finally, her release came, and she screamed out, her body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. She collapsed into the back of the couch, her face buried in the cushions as her heart rate started to slow. She had never had such an intense orgasm in her life. Her body was still tingling, the spot between her legs was aching in the most fulfilling way, and when she felt Erik’s body pressing into her, his thick length resting between her legs, Piper was on the verge of tears.

“I’m so glad I grew the lady balls to do this.”

“The lady balls?” Erik chuckled against her neck. “Sweetheart, there are no balls between your glorious legs.”

Piper let out a breathless giggle. “Oh hush, you know what I mean.”

“Sure, and I’m glad, too, even though this was going to happen even if you grew them or not.”

Piper turned her head, glancing up at him. “Oh really?”

“Yes,” he said, nipping at her lip. “I couldn’t wait another second before getting inside of you.”

Piper knew from that moment on that no one would ever make her feel the way Erik did. Her only regret: that she didn’t know she would never see him again after he left the next morning. Her eyes pooled with tears at the thought. If only she had known. Maybe then she wouldn’t have been so heartbroken. Maybe she could have prepared herself better and would have known more of how to handle this situation. Things were so messed up and she hated that she had waited so long to tell Erik, her family, everyone, about the baby. Why couldn’t she get her shit together? Why couldn’t she ever do anything right?

“Piper?”

Piper wiped away a tear. “Yeah, fine, whatever. What did you need?”

“I need to see you,” he said quickly. “Can you meet me somewhere?”

“What? Why?”

“ ’Cause I think we need to talk, face-to-face. We have a lot of details to work out.”

He was right. With a sigh, she said, “Okay, when?”

“Now. Where are you?”

“Now? I’m at home, working.”

“Working? At home?” Why that surprised him he didn’t know.

“Yes.”

Erik paused. “Okay, where do you live?”

“Why?”

Surely he wasn’t coming over now?

“I’m coming over. I told you we need to talk. My mom and dad are coming into town Friday.”

Piper looked down at the crappy clothes she was wearing, and knew her hair looked equally as bad. It would take him at least forty-five minutes to get there; that should give her enough time to get ready. “Fine,” she said, and gave him Elli’s address.