The sticky mess only stays for a minute—the water washes it away—but I like it. I like seeing his orgasm, feeling it, knowing I brought him all that pleasure.
"Fuck, Piper." Kit slides his arms around my hips. In one swift motion, he pins me to the wall.
His hand presses against my pelvis. Then his thumb is circling my clit. The water makes his touch different, slicker, softer. It takes a few brushes of his thumb to send waves of pleasure to my sex, but once it's there, I'm full up with sensation.
Fuck. I reach up to tug at his hair. My knees knock. My legs shake.
But he's got me. He pins me to the tile with his hips.
He strokes me with his thumb.
He leans down to kiss me.
I kiss him back as pleasure builds in my body. The closer I get, the harder I kiss him.
Then I'm there and I'm sucking on his tongue and tugging at his hair.
Pleasure spills through my body as I come on his hand.
And, in this moment, I'm sure he's here with me.
I really feel like he's mine.
Chapter 29
Piper
When my parents fly in for their meeting, I spend the week at Kit's place. Mal doesn't mind. My parents don't notice I'm not there.
A whole week of waking up in Kit's bed...
It's amazing.
Even so, I go back home when they leave.
For weeks, I see Kit after practice or after my shift, sometimes in my room, sometimes at his place, sometimes walking along the sand at the beach.
I get settled at work.
And in my acting class.
Life is good.
Perfect even.
Except that I'm still keeping this a secret from Ethan.
Every day, I wake up intending to tell him.
Every night, I fall asleep thinking tomorrow.
It's going to happen.
Soon.
Really soon.
I'm going to tell Ethan.