You are my life

Enough is enough

(Alex's POV)

Things with Piper were getting better.
Slowly and surely.
I was allowed to place more kisses on her.
I was allowed to touch her more and more.
But it was a full week since she released me and we still haven't had sex.
Us.
A week.
Without sex.
Hmph.

We were still living in this hotel that Piper's bosses were paying for so I was on the couch passing time with a book and a college assignment while Piper was at work.
I SO wanted to fuck her.
I was itching to.
I mean how are you supposed to survive a week and possibly more without intimacy with the woman you love most in this world?!
How?!
Especially when said woman wears deliciously sexy power suits to work and you can't do anything about that little situation.
I was in a brooding mood.
I was in the desert with Piper and here was Zelda STILL in MY woman's life AND her good books.
I was in the mood for some good hate sex.
Hate, apology sex.
With Piper.
Obviously.
But how could I mix the two?

I've wanted to apologise to Piper for my misunderstanding and mistrust of her and of Zelda (although I still highly mistrust Zelda) for quite some time now so that's what I'm going to do.
Whether Piper likes it or not.
What I plan to do I've been plotting for what feels like a lifetime now.
Putting my book down and grabbing what I needed, I head to my favourite sex store to get what I needed for tonight.

Every time I've tried to initiate sex with Piper for the past week she's shaken me off with "I can't unsee you and her."
Regardless of our many talks and no matter how profusely I try to tell her McCullough was meaningless.
She just won't do it.
And I've had enough.
We were GOING to have sex.
Tonight.

Returning from the store and DESPERATE to get Piper back 100% (and finally a good fuck), I light scented candles all over the suite and change into the black lingerie that I bought.
I went all out.
I wanted Piper to find me irresistible.
So I was wearing a black lace teddy with stockings and a garter belt, a choker, red 6 inch heels with bright red lip stick to match. Oh, and Piper's favourite perfume on me.
Once I was dressed for the occasion, I scatter red rose petals everywhere and put on a sexy jazz playlist starting with the saxophone instrumental version, no words, just pure and simple sexy saxophone of Al Green's 'Let's Stay Together'.
This was a playlist I had planned for our honeymoon but I figured now would be a good time to christen it.
All I needed to do now was wait for my babe to come home from her hard, hard day of lawyering. Mmm.

When I heard Piper put her keycard in the door, I hid behind it.
Waiting to pounce.
Sexy music? Check.
Sexy as all fuck outfit? Check.
Sexy ambiance? Check.
Sexy wife about to enter? Check.
Sexy wife waiting? (If I do say so myself). Check.

Piper walks in.
Once again with her nose in her phone.
She was busy now that she was a federal prosecutor.
Ugh.
Yum.
As soon as she enters, she hears the saxophone of Al Green then looks up and sees everything I've done to make tonight special.
"Alex?" She calls out to me in question when she doesn't see me.
From behind her and the door, I slam the door shut with a giant, albeit predatory, smirk.
This makes her jump in surprise and turn around to find me waiting for her in all my glory.
Her jaw drops.
Objective number one, complete.

I begin to circle her slowly like a shark would circle its prey. I resemble a sensual panther, stalking her, stalking what I wanted to devour, entrapping her in a circle as her jaw drops further when she catches a proper glance of me from head to toe and gets a whiff of the perfume I'm wearing.
I come to a halt right behind her so she's able to feel my breath on the back of her neck.
Leaning into her ear, I whisper in a sultry voice,
"Babe, I can't tell you enough how sorry I am. Now, we're going to have sex and you are going to let me prove how sorry and in love with you I am. Oh and to quote you, close your mouth, you're going to catch flies."
Piper is motionless and speechless as I come to face her and back her against the nearest wall growling,
"You are the only one I love and I am damn well going to prove it."
I then proceed to bite and suck on her neck while lifting my stocking clad leg so my knee is level with her hip. Rubbing up her body ever so slowly as my heel clad foot strokes up her leg.
Trapping her.
Just where I want her.
In my arms.
MY arms.

Just then George Michael's 'Careless Whisper' came on and I smirked.
This song was sexy and sadly true to our situation.

I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know you're not a fool
Should've known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I'd been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you"

She gasps,
"I thought you hated hickeys?"
Still latched onto her neck and still growling I reply,
"That was until Zelda started sniffing around you. I need to mark my territory so the next time she or anyone else sees you, the message will be clear that you are MINE wifey."

I feel her up thoroughly against the wall and finally, FINALLY get to strip her out of that gorgeous pantsuit.
Not leaving any room for her to escape and only when I'm satisfied through her conceding moans that she won't run and shake me off this time, I claim her lips and pick her up.
Carrying her to the bed where she sees the strap on and coconut oil waiting, I break our kiss and say,
"Oh and by the way Pipes, your career choice? Yeah, I fully support that."
In answer she grabs my face and thoroughly kisses me.
I chuckle evilly and kick the bedroom door shut behind us just as the sexy saxophone halfway through 'Careless Whisper' picks up and I drop her on the bed with a soft thump and we kiss thoroughly when George starts singing again, fighting for who was going to literally end up on top.