by Amy DeMeritt
“Hannah, if you get tired of me, is it going to interfere with us working together?” She lets out a small laugh and shakes her head. “Are you still hung up over work, even after tonight?”
“No. I don’t have any reservations about being with you. I just… I don’t know. If you did, you wouldn’t be the first to get bored with me quickly. I guess, I just want to make sure that if you decide I’m not what you want, we can still keep things professional at least.”
“Could you keep it professional if we ended this?” I blush and look down. “I would probably be a blushing stuttering fool around you.” Hannah lifts my chin and kisses my lips. “Then I would quickly find myself overwhelmingly attracted to you again. So, you have nothing to worry about.” I smile broadly and squeeze her closer to me. “How did I get so lucky to meet a girl who finds my awkwardness so attractive?”
“Oh, it wasn’t luck. It was written in the stars. The day before we met, I had Chinese with Isabell and my fortune cookie told me I was going to be presented with a life altering choice, and if I picked wisely, I would be rewarded with great happiness.” I laugh and kiss her lips. “That is a very vague fortune and could apply to anything. But I’ll accept it.”
“Good because I like the idea of dating a stardust child.”
“With those amazing eyes, I think you are the stardust child.”
The toaster oven dings to signal the doughnuts are done, so I plate them and pour us a cup of coffee. I offer Hannah access to my fridge and sugar bowl to doctor her mug with a little cream and sweetness.
Hannah reclaims the lounger section and then quickly tugs on the waist of my pants when I start to sit down a few feet away from her. Off balance, I end up plopping down clumsily right next to her. I laugh and she kisses my cheek.
“You are making it very hard to be the strong one.” Hannah giggles and moves her face closer to mine. “Does this make it even harder?”
I inhale deeply and look at her smiling lips. As if to taunt me, she licks her lips slowly. I move closer and our lips are now just barely touching.
I whisper against her lips, “Which dip do you want on your first doughnut?” She giggles and pulls back. “Chocolate, please.”
Chapter Seven
Right now, I should be getting ready for Hannah to come over for dessert and a movie, but instead, I’m on the phone with the head layout director at the largest paper in the state, arguing over an issue that shouldn’t exist.
Just as I’m about to rebuttal to his ridiculous “solution”, there’s a knock at my front door. Damn it. I was really hoping to get off the phone before she got here. I rush down stairs and quickly answer the door. She beams when she sees me, but before she bursts with a great hello, she quickly places her hand over her mouth seeing that I’m on the phone. I wave her in and then snap.
“No, Ian. I’m not going to tell you again. That is not acceptable. I received and approved all proofs three days ago. I sent you the confirmation I received showing my ad was set to run.” Hannah’s eyebrows raise and I mouth, “I’m so sorry.”
“How could you have lost the ad?”
I unfortunately have to deal with Ian way too often. It has always frustrated the hell out of me how much less organized and how poorly managed the larger papers are in comparison to the smaller papers. I never have an issue with the small papers, but I have issues with the big papers at least once a week. Ian has searched his database and apparently has no history for the ad development at all .
“That is impossible. I received two proofs for this ad. I made corrections three days ago and received the final proof the same day. I’m going to send it to you.”
I place a hand over my phone and quietly tell Hannah, “You can come up with me, or you can wait in the living room. I’m so sorry.” She smiles and quietly says, “It’s ok.”
We quickly ascend the stairs and I sit down at my desk in front of my work laptop. I immediately start looking through the folder for “Victory’s Travel Agency”. It doesn’t take me long to find the email I need since the ad proof was one of the last communications placed in the folder.
“I just forwarded you the email. The ad proof is attached. That is what needs to run tomorrow.” He tries to say he may not be able to get it in, but I cut him off. “Ian, don’t give me that shit. You try to pull that every time your paper does this. I know full well you control the green light on that press machine. If my ad doesn’t run tomorrow, it’s because YOU chose not to fulfil my contract. Do you really want to be the one that makes that call?”
Ian exhales in frustration and defeat and agrees to get the ad in the paper and make it work. He tries to hang up with the promise that he’ll email and text me when the ad is in the system, but I refuse to let him go till I see the email in my inbox. Once I see the system generated confirmation that the ad has been approved and set for publication, I’m appeased and I let him go.
When I hang up, I exhale hard and toss my phone up on my desk. I lean my elbows on my desk and place my face in my hands, trying to breathe and get my frustrations under control. I nearly jump out of my chair as two hands land on my shoulders. I look up and Hannah giggles.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”
I actually forgot for a moment she’s here. I take a deep breath and shake my head .
“Sorry you had to listen to that.”
I rub my temple and exhale deeply again.
“It’s ok. It was actually kind of hot to listen to. You were so in-charge and powerful. I definitely wouldn’t want to be the one on the other end of that line. Does your head hurt?”
“Yes, I have a really bad tension headache.”
“Well, turn back around and I’ll rub your shoulders for you. That’s where tension headaches start.” I shake my head. “You came for dessert and a movie, Hannah, not to work.”
“It’s not work if I enjoy doing it. Just turn around.”
I reluctantly turn and Hannah places her hands on my shoulders and gently feels around with her thumbs.
“Oh, wow, you are really knotted. You really should come in and let me do your whole back.”
“Uh, I don’t think so.”
“Why not?”
“Because… Oh, god, that feels good.”
Hannah works her thumbs, palms, and fingers over my shoulders, neck and middle back. I immediately feel my head becoming fuzzy and less pained.
“Are you still afraid to let me see you naked?”
“Oh, right there, where your left hand is. Oh, god.” Hannah giggles and bends down to gently kiss my cheek. “I’m not afraid of letting you see me naked, but the thought of being naked with other people just a twist of the doorknob away kind of freaks me out.”
“Well, how about I bring a massage table here then? You really need to let me work these muscles out for you. The longer your muscles remain tensed, they can start to affect your spinal health, which will just cause a mess of problems for you down the road.”
“Ok. I would be ok with that arrangement.”
“Good, I’ll came back tomorrow night if you are free. ”
“Uh huh. Oh, babe, you are amazing.” Hannah giggles again. “You are so adorable.”
“I’ve never had a massage before. This is amazing.”
“Are you serious?”
“Uh huh. Oh, shit. That spot is really bad.”
“Sorry, the knot right here is huge. I guess you weren’t kidding when you said this week has been stressful at work. Good thing it’s Friday tomorrow.”
“Mmm… Yeah, good thing. Can I fix you dinner in exchange for the massage?”
“If you feel up to it or we could just order in.”
“Ok.”
Hannah continues to massage my shoulders and neck for a while. When she stops, my head is almost lulling around as if my neck is made of rubber. I feel so relaxed and my headache is almost completely gone. She gently kisses a trail up both sides of my neck and then leans around me and kisses my l
ips. I smile in a lazy sleepy way and turn to face her.
“Feel any better?” I stand up and pull her in close. “Much better. Thank you. I feel so relaxed now.”
“Good. Your eyes are sleepy like a couple weeks ago when you drank the mimosas. You’re not going to fall asleep on me, are you?” I smile and shake my head. “Nope, I’ll be ok. Come on, let’s go have some dessert.”
When we get down to my kitchen, Hannah asks, “So, what is this surprise dessert you bought for tonight?”
“Well, the other day, you were talking about wanting snickerdoodle cookies and it made me remember a pie one of my clients makes. So…” I pull out the pie from the fridge and Hannah moans, “Oh, that looks yummy.”
She swipes a finger through the cream and licks the white, tan, and chocolate swirled cream off of her finger .
“Oh, wow. How is that so good?” She takes another swipe with her finger and moans again. “Ok, this was a bad idea. I might just eat all of this cream.”
I look at her with a smirk on my face, trying hard not to laugh. Hannah looks at me with a small smile and then her eyes get big and she laughs hard.
“I’m sorry. I honestly wasn’t trying to be naughty.”
“Come here, you have a little something right…”
I lift her chin and gently press my lips to hers and suck the cream off of her top lip. Hannah moans and kisses me back. Our mouths move together in a sweet dance for a couple moments, and then we slowly pull back and look into each other’s eyes.
“Would you like some hot tea or something to go with the pie?”
“Tea sounds good.”
After I have the tea made and pie sliced, we carry our dessert into my living room and sit close together on the lounger section of my sofa.
I wait for Hannah to take a real bite of the pie so I can see what her reaction is to the full dessert and not just the cream. This is one of my favorite pies, so I hope she likes it. Hannah stabs her fork slowly into the front corner of the pie and wiggles a decent size bite off and slowly places the fork in her mouth.
Her eyes close, her mouth forms a smile, and she moans. She pulls the fork out of her mouth, and after returning the fork to her plate, she grabs my knee firmly as she holds the bite in her mouth, slowly savoring it. After she swallows, she licks her lips and gently kisses mine.
“Brooke, this is the most amazing pie I’ve ever had. The greedy little girl inside me that always secretly wanted to be able to eat her whole birthday cake alone is really happy.” I laugh and hold my piece of pie out to her. “Well, if that would make you happy, then by all means. ”
Hannah smiles in a mischievous way, takes both pieces of pie, and sets them on the coffee table. She then dips a finger in the pie cream, and leans back to face me again. Before I can question what she’s doing, she traces the cream along the right side of my jawbone. I gasp at the chill against my skin and Hannah giggles.
She moves in close and tilts her head to get the right angle. As soon as her lips press against my skin, sucking and licking the cream off of me, my eyes close and I release a small moan. Hannah pulls back, but quickly applies another slick of cool cream to the full length of the side of my neck.
Very slowly and firmly, Hannah eats the pie cream off my skin. My head is swooning and my breathing has picked up. Hannah repeats her cream trails on both sides of my neck and even up the center of my throat. While she is sucking the cream off my chin, she starts to unbutton my blouse. I inhale deeply in anticipation and lean back, giving myself to her completely.
Hannah pulls me into a kiss, and while our tongues dance in a hot fervent way, she unbuttons my blouse completely and pushes the two sides apart. Her hands run up my stomach and over my breasts, squeezing firmly, massaging them and pinching my nipples through my bra.
I pull back from the kiss breathing heavily and gasp from the pleasure coursing through me. Hannah smiles and guides me to lay down on the center of the lounger.
“I can’t eat a whole pie alone, so to make up for that disappointment, I’d like to eat it off of your body.” She looks at the waist of my pants and bites her bottom lip before looking back at my face. “Well, for tonight, just off of you from here,” she traces her fingers along my stomach, “all the way to here.” Her fingers press against my lips for a moment.
Hannah lowers herself onto me, bends down into my neck, and whispers, “Brooke, you are sexiest woman I’ve ever been with. It is going to be so hard to stop myself the farther down your body I get. Do you have the strength to stop me?” I moan as her hand squeezes my breast and she sucks my neck. I swallow hard and croak out, “I… I’ll try.”
Hannah pushes up some, straddles me, and looks at me with a seductive grin. She grabs a plate of pie and very carefully uses the fork to smear a chunk of pie over the top of my left breast. I gasp from the cold on my hot body. Hannah sets the plate down next to me on the couch and bends her face down to my chest.
I feel the flat of her tongue press firmly into my skin as she licks up the pie. Both of us moan. Hannah latches on to my skin firmly, sucking and licking hard. I moan and grab the back of her head as my body arches off the couch from the incredible sensation. Hannah moans again and moves over my chest, sucking and licking every inch of me, even spots she didn’t coated with pie.
After devouring the tops of my breasts and nibbling my nipples through my bra, Hannah takes my hand off her head and presses it into the back of the sofa. She sits up and paints my stomach with a huge amount of pie.
Hannah moves down some and instead of moving quickly and with earnest like she did with my chest, she moves very slowly over my stomach. Her hands are griping my hips, pulling me into her as her mouth moves over me.
My breaths are rapid and shallow and only becoming heavier with each caress of her lips and tongue against my sensitive flesh. My face feels like I have been in the sun for hours, and I’m so aroused that I don’t think I’ll be able to suggest that she stop if she reaches to unbutton my pants. Her mouth feels just as good as her hands did working out the knots in my shoulders – better actually. I don’t want this to stop.
My skin feels slick and sticky with the mixture of pie, sweat, and Hannah’s saliva. This thought makes me even more aroused as it makes me want to taste her. Hannah suddenly lifts her head off of my stomach, reaches up and tugs the cup of my bra off my right breast, revealing my full breast to her. She bends down taking my nipple firmly between her teeth.
I gasp and moan as her full mouth wraps around my nipple and breast. She traces her tongue around my tender globe and flicks my erect nub with the tip of her tongue. My clit is pounding hard. I can’t take any more if she’s not ready to go all the way tonight.
“Han… Hannah. Oh, god.” She moans and sucks hard on my breast and presses her hips down into mine. “Oh, god!” I run my hands up her thighs, grip her ass, and pull her in harder against me. Hannah moans and thrusts again. “I… Hannah… I can’t stop you.”
Hannah releases my breast and thrusts her hips deep into mine again, grinding in circles against me. Her face shows pleasure and desire without a hint of reservation or regret.
“Brooke,” she inhales hard, “I… mmm.” She suddenly stops her hips and rises off of me some. Breathing erratically, she bends down and gently kisses my lips. “This is definitely my favorite pie ever.” I laugh and wrap my arms around her. “I’ll have to buy one every week then.”
“Trust me, you don’t need bribery to get me right here. I don’t think I can stop again though.”
“Why do you think you have to?”
“Don’t I?” I smile as I place a hand on the side of her face. I brush my thumb across her cheek, and gently kiss her lips. “Hannah, I’m willing to risk being fired to be with you. So, whatever your reservations are, you don’t need to add what I may or may not be feeling to that mental burden.”
She sits up, so I follow her. Hannah unsaddles my lap and I move the pie to the coffee table so I can turn to face her.
“I guess I’m just trying to figure out what speed I need to go in order to not lose you.”
“What do you mean? ”
“Well, my first girlfriend was my first and she was a very fast mover. We had sex after only knowing each other a few days. She ended up breaking things off with me a couple months later after I told her I loved her. Apparently, she wasn’t looking for love. I moved too slowly with my second girlfriend. I wanted to be loved before I let anything happen. She got impatient with me after a couple weeks and broke up with me. Each relationship has been like that – trying to figure out when the right time is for that.”
“Hannah, remember what I told you that night we went to Veneto’s?” She looks at me confused and shakes her head. “You had asked me if I was trying to make you fall in love with me. I am paraphrasing, but I basically told you yes – that I want us both to fall in love with each other.”
“And do you? Love me, I mean?”
“If I answer that now while we are discussing the appropriate timeline for having sex, would it have the same meaning as it would have if I waited and answered you after running in the rain with you, or laying in the grass staring at the stars with you, or…”
Hannah cuts me off by pressing her lips to mine and pulling me into a kiss. After a moment, she pulls back leaving me fuzzy headed.
“Yes, Hannah, I love you. And so you know it’s my heart talking and not my hormones, I’m going to ban you from getting in my pants for one more night.” She laughs and smiles really big. “Oh, Brooke, I love you too.” Hannah kisses me again and when she pulls back, she looks at my still exposed chest and smiles. “I’ve never done something like that before. But the hype for eating sweets off your lover’s body is definitely well earned.”
“I couldn’t agree more. I know it’s not as exciting, but are you still interested in staying to watch a movie?” Hannah laughs and starts buttoning my shirt for me. “Just because you banned me from getting inside your pants does not mean I’m ready to leave. So, yes, I would like to snuggle with you on this couch and watch a movie.”