by Olivia Lucas
It was like Hannah was out to get her tonight.
“No Jenna has a guest.”
Hannah grumbled, but got up and helped start clearing.
“Do you want to go outside?” Jenna said to Chloe.
“Sure.” Chloe got up and pushed in her chair, taking her plate to the kitchen.
As they opened the door to the porch, they heard Hannah yell, “they are going outside to smooch!” It was quickly followed by some shushing. No doubt from mom.
“Apple pie in ten!” Her mom yelled after them.
“God, embarrassing, sorry. My sister can be a real shit.” Jenna grimaced.
Chloe laughed. “I love your family. And your sister.”
Jenna looked concerned. “Really?”
Chloe clasped her hands over the top of Jenna’s, as they faced each other. “Really.”
“Come around here, I have something to show you.” She took Chloe’s hand and led her around the side of the house.
“What?”
“This.” She pushed her up against the brick wall, and kissed her lips. Her body flushed with want. “I have been dying to do this all night. In fact, for three days.”
Chloe still had her eyes closed. “Mmm, come over to mine tomorrow night for dinner?”
“Yes, to anything you say right now.” Her breath on her lips. Their mouths almost touching.
“Do that again." Chloe licked her lips. “Kiss me.”
Jenna leaned in and kissed her again, this time fully and deeply, cradling her face with her hands.
Chloe slipped her leg in between her thighs, and tangled her hands in Jenna’s hair, pulling her mouth closer.
Rain started to trickle from the clouds, and they were getting wet.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a prolonged shriek. Jenna jumped, their lips pulling apart. Barney the cat had miscued a rather large leap onto a stack of boxes, and had tumbled down the side.
“Great, now we have been interrupted by a cat. Add that to our list.” Jenna shook her head and sighed. “One day…”
They leant their foreheads against one another, and laughed. The rain now began tumbling down, each drop harder and heavier than the last, and in an instant, they were dripping wet.
Jenna managed to scoop up the bedraggled Barney in one hand, and grabbed Chloe’s hand in the other, as they ran inside.
As usual, her mom’s headed popped out from behind a doorway, like a jack-in-the-box. “Oh, hello.” She was laughing, as she took in their wet hair clothes and hair.
“You two, sorry, you three, look like a pack of drowned rats. Let me get you some towels,” she said, as she swung around into action, sticking her head into the linen cupboard.
Barney hissed and leapt out of Jenna’s arms, bounding down the hallway. Clearly not a happy boy.
“Here you go.” She handed Jenna some towels. “Go undress Chloe, and fix her up.”
Jenna and Chloe looked at each other, and giggled all the way to her bedroom.
“Nice choice of words, mom. I think she wants me to have my way with you, like now.”
“In your blush pink room?” Chloe looked around the girly bedroom. “You sure? I feel like I would be committing a sin.”
Jenna laughed. “Oh, very funny.” Jenna flicked through the shelves in her cupboard looking for some fresh clothes. “You know, it’s actually bubblegum pink.”
“Even worse.” Chloe laughed out loud, and Jenna chuckled, as she threw a towel at her.
Chloe smirked and took in Jenna’s room. It probably looked the exact same way when Jenna was growing up. The pink wall color matched the floral duvet on her bed. A bookshelf stretched almost along the entire length of one wall, filled with a mixture of textbooks and trophies, and there was a small desk tucked in the corner. Chloe imagined a young Jenna in there, and smiled.
Jenna handed her some sweats and pants. “Will these do?”
“Uh-huh. Perfect.” She held out her hand, locking eyes with Jenna as they both stood still.
Jenna leant forward and tucked Chloe’s hair behind her ear. “You better take your wet clothes off.”
“Or what?” Chloe arched her eyebrow.
“Mom said to undress you.” Her eyes dropped to her lips, tracing them with the tip of her finger. “Or you will catch a cold.”
“Hmm okay.” Chloe narrowed her eyes, and reluctantly turned. She took off her jeans, and top, as Jenna watched her.
Jenna paused, taking in her semi naked body, before walking up behind her, and kissing her shoulder. Her arms wrapped around her and she gently cupped her breasts.
“Mmm.” Chloe squirmed. “Don’t start me again. Because I can’t stop myself anymore.”
“Well, maybe that’s what I want.”
“Jenna.” Chloe’s breathing became heavier, as her body tingled with her touch. “Your mom is outside. Apple pie in five minutes, remember?”
Jenna squeezed her breasts, and moved her hair with her hand, trailing her lips along her bare skin, licking and kissing her way up her neck to her ear. “Mmm, that gives us five minutes then.”
She moved her right hand, and slid it down the front of Chloe’s panties. She was already wet, moaning softly at her touch.
Jenna was wild with desire, and just wanted to devour her head to toe. There were so many things she wanted to do to Chloe, and so many things she wanted Chloe to do to her. “Don’t make me stop,” she said, almost begging.
Chloe threw her head back, and leant forward, placing one hand on the wall. Jenna kissed her way down her back, sliding her panties off and down her legs.
Reaching from behind, she slid her hand between her thighs, letting her fingers run back and forth through the center. Chloe gasped, and turned around.
“See what you do to me,” she whispered. Their mouths met hungrily, crashing together. Tongues met and tangled, pushing each other deeper. Jenna’s hand was back in between Chloe’s thighs, stroking, and squeezing, and pushing.
Chloe’s right leg lifted, and wrapped itself around Jenna, pulling her in, closer and harder. Her hips were now thrusting forward into her fingers, rocking together as one. Her mouth was opening, and closing, in pleasure. She was close. So close.
Their eyes locked as she jerked forward suddenly. Her mouth opened wide once more, and Jenna kissed her, as she cried out, covering her moan with her lips.
Jenna slid her fingers down once more, through her center, and it was enough to send Chloe shuddering forward once more in small, successive waves. Her body shaking. She had come. Their bodies stayed motionless. Jenna could still feel her throbbing against her fingers. Her breath heavy, her pulse racing. After a time, Chloe pulled back.
“Holy shit.” Chloe took a deep breath. “What was that?”
Jenna smiled, quietly whispering and sliding her hand out from under her. “You are so freaking hot Chloe.”
“Mmm, I want my turn, you know.” Chloe tugged at Jenna’s pants, and let her hands run inside her shirt, and over her breasts. “I owe you. Big time.”
Chloe pulled back. She licked her lips, and began unbuttoning Jenna’s shirt, as they held each other’s gaze. But she jumped back, when they were was a loud knock on the door.
“Hey lovebirds, stop being naked and put your clothes back on,” yelled Hannah.
Oh, for fuck’s sake, mouthed Jenna to Chloe, who was already scrambling looking for clothes, and trying desperately not to laugh out loud.
“Apple pie is ready tralalala!” Hannah sung, her voice now trailing down the hallway.
One thing was for certain. They were both horny as hell, and needed to lock themselves far away from humanity, so they could get through one night without being interrupted.
Fucking apple pie.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
It was after midday and Chloe was back in her hotel apartment after spending the morning with Adam down at Hudson Dam. All these catch ups with Jenna had made it increasingly impossible for her to concentrate. She was sitting at the din
ing table entering results from today’s testing into a spreadsheet so she could forward it onto Adam for analysis, but vivid flashbacks of their little romp in her pink bedroom, were severely hampering her efforts. The sexual tension was reaching absurd levels. All she wanted to do was rip her clothes off. She had further complicated matters by inviting Jenna over for dinner in her apartment, after a make out session up against the side of her mom’s house.
She was a terrible cook, and would usually not subject anyone to her cooking, let alone, anyone that she fancied. This had been a severe lapse of judgement. She wanted to make a positive impression, not a negative one. She had just been overwhelmed by her feelings, and quite possibly her hormones, and had blurted out the invitation before she could think things through properly.
A nice romantic dinner out in a classy restaurant would have done the trick. This girl was making her act crazy. Now she had to type up this paper, think of a recipe, go grocery shopping, clean the apartment, clean herself and get ready. And try not to think of Jenna naked. An impossible task, she groaned.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Jenna spent the afternoon with her mom, Hannah and a god-awful puzzle, which was her mom’s idea of family bonding. Another form of torture that her mom like to subject them to a regular basis.
Jenna could not understand why her mom would pick a puzzle of mainly sky and sea. She must be certifiably insane. All the pieces were a shade of blue, and the process was maddening. It was not enough to distract Jenna from thinking about Chloe though. The only jigsaw puzzle she was interested in was the way their two bodies would be melded together later tonight, she snickered.
Hannah lost it first and retreated to her room after one hour of puzzle mania throwing her arms in the air, and chucking a well-rehearsed “this is dumb” tantrum.
Jenna lasted a whole two hours, which included a serving tea, before excusing herself in preparation for a “date". Her mom could hardly contain herself when Jenna told her. It set her off like a firecracker, and had her singing and whistling through the house. Anybody would think she was going on a date.
“Give yourself plenty of time to get ready. Say hi to Chloe,” she said enthusiastically, before practically pushing Jenna out the front door. “Make sure you have a wonderful time darling and wear something nice,” she yelled on the front porch for all the neighborhood to hear.
Jenna would have to remember to use the I’m going on a date card in future to get out of family activities. This would be a very handy tool indeed, and she made a mental note to add it to her arsenal of excuses.
Once she arrived back in her hotel room, she made herself a gin and tonic and put on some chill out music because she had to chill the beep out man. The thought of tonight, and everything it meant, was enough to turn her into a nervous wreck.
What she needed was a long steamy bath. With bubbles in fact, a luxury she rarely allowed herself to enjoy. After filling the tub, she soaked in the soapy water for what felt like an eternity and slowly, she started to feel the tension slowly ebb from her body.
Now moderately relaxed, she was in a state to get ready. After toweling off, she trawled through her clothing, not forgetting her mom’s words to look nice. Thanks mom, she rolled her eyes. She had planned on looking disgustingly hideous.
She decided on her go to piece, a slim fitting, black dress with thin straps and slipped it on as she stood in front of the mirror. Yes, it was a winner and flattering in all the right places. Perhaps she could tuck her tummy in a little.
She then made the decision to go au naturel and not wear a bra. Even more scandalously, and she had the capacity to be scandalous at times, she did not put on any panties. Chloe had continually surprised her. Now it was her turn.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Chloe heard a knock on the door, bang on 6:30pm, and the sound kicked up butterflies in her stomach. She opened the door, and Jenna looked breathtaking. She was wearing a sexy black dress with a plunging neck line, and was the epitome of beautiful. The hem line finished just above her knee and once again, she was showcasing her long and toned legs. She was disgustingly beautiful, she thought.
“Hey.” Chloe leaned in and kissed her briefly on the lips. “You’re always on time.”
Jenna smiled. “Only when it matters.”
Chloe could not take her eyes off her. “You look incredible."
“So, do you.” Jenna replied, holding out a bottle. “I brought some wine.”
“Great. Come in.” Chloe motioned her in with her hand. “I’ll get you a glass.”
The lights had been dimmed for ambience and there was soft music playing in the background. Jenna was grateful that they were having dinner at Chloe’s. Her apartment was spacious and clean, unlike her boxy studio with crap everywhere.
Chloe poured two glasses, and handed one to Jenna. “To a nice night. Just the two of us.”
“Just the two of us.” Jenna clinked Chloe’s glass and winked. “Hope you didn’t go to too much trouble. Smells delicious.”
“Oh no, it was nothing,” Chloe rolled her eyes with her back turned to Jenna. She had almost burned down the kitchen. It was a wonder the fire department had not rocked up. She had, inadvertently, put the chicken in a too small pan. The chicken fat had dripped over the sides, and the smoke alarm had been set off, after smoke started billowing out from the oven.
Thankfully Jenna had not seen her frantically flapping towels around to disperse the smoke. It was almost clown-like, and may have been a relationship killer. After the debacle, she had seriously contemplated substituting the food with take out, but had reneged on this idea last minute, considering it to be unauthentic.
Chloe composed herself, and turned to Jenna. “I have to warn you though, I am not the best cook, so please do not have high expectations.” She paused. “And please, drink copious amounts of wine. Don’t be shy.”
They both laughed. Jenna could not imagine Chloe being bad at anything but frankly, did not care if they were having stale bread for dinner, as long as it was the two of them. She had other pressing things on her mind. She wanted Chloe in a primal, physical way and felt it between her legs, even more so without panties.
Chloe had been lost in saucepans, sauces, and smoke for the past hour, but it was all finally coming together. She put the final touches on the roasted chicken and dressed the salad with some seasoning. Jenna was now standing beside her and her skin tingled. She was watching her every move.
Jenna peered over at the food. “It looks and smells amazing.”
Chloe just prayed that the food was edible, and that she wouldn’t kill her. She swallowed nervously, as she brought the food to the table, which had previously set. She had clipped a bright orange flower off a plant sitting in the hallway, placed it in a makeshift vase, and put it in the center of the table. It added a certain charm and warmth to the setting.
Chloe held her hand out. “Please make yourself comfortable and take a seat.”
“Did I see that flower in the hallway?” Jenna studied the flower as she sat down.
“Yes, I… just borrowed one.”
Jenna bit her lip. “That’s a bit cute.” Jenna’s stomach was flip flopping all over the place, totally out of control, as she watched Chloe bring out the final dishes.
Once both seated, they held each other’s gaze uncomfortably as they sipped their wine.
“Um, think we should eat dinner before we get distracted.” Jenna picked up her knife and fork, and started to tuck into the food.
“Mmm, yes.” Chloe agreed, as she cut her piece of chicken. The tension so thick it could be cut with a knife.
“It tastes amazing Chloe. Thank you.” Jenna said quietly, holding her gaze.
Chloe blinked. “I’m glad you liked it.” She ate a mouthful of food. “I have to be honest though. I am having trouble concentrating on the food.”
She watched Jenna eat. This was cruel. Her eyes were already undressing her. It was like a game of cat and mouse. Who was going to ju
mp the other first? The aching had now moved lower in her body and was almost impossible to ignore. They had not even touched. The tension unmistakable.
Jenna looked directly into her eyes. “Chloe,” she purred.
No more words were needed. She knew what was happening. Chloe then stood up and walked behind her. The warmth of her breath tickling her skin in anticipation. Chloe softly kissed her bare shoulder, trailing her lips along her shoulder blade, until she was kissing the side of her neck. Each touch caused her to tremble. Her tongue traced a line up her neck followed by sensuous, open mouth kisses.
Jenna filled with overwhelming desire, as she stood and slid her arms around Chloe’s neck, pressing their bodies together at last. Her breath became labored and wanting. The fabric of her dress was thin and light enough for her to feel as if she had nothing on at all, and she reveled in the sensation of Chloe’s breasts against her. It made her wild and want her completely. She wondered if Chloe realized that she had no panties on, and felt herself getting wet.
Chloe nibbled and sucked on her earlobe as she slid the straps of her dress off her body, one by one. The dress fell from her body and crumpled into a heap. No panties. Could this girl seriously be any sexier. So much for innocent, she was a sassy vixen. The thought driving her mind crazy as she let her hands wander across the perfect curve of her hip to the outside of her thighs, savoring every touch of bare skin.
She covered her breasts, one by one, with her palm and gently squeezed, her thumb circling the nipple slowly. The other hand was buried in Jenna’s hair, pulling her mouth onto hers with each kiss intensifying. Jenna let out a soft moan as Chloe pushed her back up against the kitchen counter.
Jenna slid her hands under Chloe’s top and unclasped her bra, then discarded it over her shoulder with abandon. She ran her fingers over her soft skin, taking in every touch and cupped her breasts with her hands, gently caressing them.
She pulled her top off over her head, and undid the button of her jeans, pushing them to the floor. She traced her hips softly with her fingers. “You don’t know what you are doing to me,” she said, catching her mouth again, dancing and circling with their tongues as they deepened their kiss.