Neve stroked her breasts where Judy’s touch had lingered. Tiny sparks shot through her veins, stimulating various points in her body, especially her pussy. The anticipation of Judy loving her more intimately left Neve quivering, so much that she nearly tipped the bowl off its trivet when she reached for it.
She scooped up a larger dollop of ganache and iced her mound like an inverted cupcake. The chocolate between her legs made it a challenge to move, but she managed to get herself onto the table. Judy lay flat, rubbing her own pussy and tits while she waited, and Neve straddled her, facing Judy’s legs.
“Oh yum,” Judy said on a sigh, and Neve lowered her pussy for better access. Supporting herself on the palms of her hands, Neve arched her back and closed her eyes. She focused completely on Judy’s touch—the fingers massaging her cheeks and anus, the tongue lapping her pussy lips. Each stroke nudged her closer to the precipice of what promised to be a bone-melting orgasm, and every tap to her clit stabbed at her senses.
When she finally came, it happened with a low, throaty cry and three of Judy’s fingers jammed inside her, rubbing that magic spot to prolong the pleasure.
When the ecstasy quickly gave way to pain, Neve collapsed to one side. Thank goodness the table was wide enough to support them, or else she’d have ended up on the rubber mats a sticky, sated mess.
She kissed Judy’s calf and stroked up her leg. “God, that was insane,” she said, panting.
“Totally worth the five pounds I probably gained,” Judy agreed.
Neve rolled onto her back and propped herself on her elbows. Her feet, close to Judy’s head, now dangled over the edge. She gazed at the glorious landscape of Judy’s nude body, noting peaks and valleys for future nights of sweet play. “I should sell the ganache in jars,” she said. “Market it as a body topping.”
“You’d be a millionaire,” Judy said. Her breasts rose and fell with each deep breath.
“Maybe you could help me test other flavors? Milk chocolate, salted caramel, fruit flavors…”
“We’ll need a sturdier table if I eat all the mistakes.” Judy laughed.
“How about my bed?” Neve arched an eyebrow.
Judy smiled.
Epilogue
When Neve and Corky arrived at Little Dude’s to set up the shindig, they learned that Rachael’s birthday-slash-coming-out anniversary had also become a pre-wedding celebration for Helen and Maggie. Paper wedding bells adorned the bar and booths, and white crepe streamers hung loosely from the corners of the main club area. An easel stood close to the front door, holding a large collage of photographs taken of the couple over the years.
Rachael helped bring in the food, explaining that she didn’t mind sharing the event. “I figure, why not make this a day to celebrate all the lesbian things?” she asked. “We come out, we get married…let’s get it all done in one fell swoop.”
“National Lesbian Day?” Neve suggested with a laugh.
“If we have a parade, we’re marching past all those bakeries that wouldn’t help us.” With that, Rachael sashayed away.
Neve admired Rachael’s generosity, and imagined Helen and Maggie appreciated being included in the festivities. Soon they would attend parties as a legally married couple. About fucking time.
“Everything’s set up. Need me for anything else?” Corky asked as she approached. “Little Dude’s manager said their staff would take care of drinks.”
“You’re not staying for the party?” Neve turned to her. “We were invited to stick around.”
Corky flushed pink. “I know. I’d like to, but…I guess I’m not very outgoing and social. Parties make me nervous.”
“You have a million Facebook friends.”
“That’s the internet. I don’t have to stand in a room with a million people.” Cory laughed. “With Sugar Rush gaining more business, sometimes it’s a challenge getting through the day.”
Neve nodded and considered Corky’s point. The sales area stood to gain thicker crowds in the future thanks to all the PR. “Tell you what,” she said, draping an arm around Corky’s shoulder. “Maybe you’d feel more at ease if you started working in the kitchen full-time. I know you have ideas.”
Corky’s eyes widened at that. She looked happier than a child at Christmas. “You’re serious? What about Terri?”
Neve decided to wait until Monday to break the news. Today she’d set aside to celebrate something wonderful. “We’ll talk more tomorrow. With Sugar Rush growing, we can also think about hiring somebody else to work the counter.”
“I can have an ad posted tomorrow morning.” Corky bounced on the balls of her feet, and Neve squeezed her tight to bring her back to Earth.
“Chill, Phil,” Neve said. Rachael reentered the bar with Chaz and Judy in tow, and she greeted them all with a nod. “Go have yourself a drink, we’ll talk shop later.” She shooed Corky away, then gave Judy a proper welcome with a kiss.
“This is going to be awesome, but I worry if there will be enough food,” Judy said. “Maggie and Helen have a lot of friends. I don’t think I controlled the word of mouth very well.”
Neve shrugged. “Worse comes to worst, we’ll order pizza. Chaz has the number, right?” That seemed to ease Judy’s anxiety only a bit. “Hey,” she added, and led her to one of the back circular booths, “this is awesome, what you and Rachael are doing. I’m sure Maggie and Helen will appreciate the gesture.”
“Thanks. I know they’re thrilled you stepped up with their wedding cake. When you think of how far they’ve come…” Judy shook her head, staring out into the club that began to fill with well-wishers. “Do you think that will happen, someday?”
Neve didn’t need to ask for clarification. She twined Judy’s fingers with hers and snuggled close, content with the present and hopeful for the future, deciding to let things progress naturally.
She knew she wanted Judy by her side now, and the feeling seemed mutual.
“I think I could love you,” she told Judy. “I do like you very much.”
“I love your smile, your attitude, your creativeness with chocolate.” Judy laughed, then continued more seriously, “And I like you too.”
“Maybe after this party we could like each other all night?”
“Sounds like a plan, Stan,” Judy said, and kissed her.
The End
About Leigh Ellwood
Leigh Ellwood is an award-winning author of erotica and erotic romance. Believing that variety is indeed the spice of life, she writes a spectrum of genres and pairings, everything from sexy contemporaries to free-for-all ménages. Her works have won her the EPIC Award, honorable mention at the Gaylactic Spectrum Awards, and finalist spots in the Golden Crown Literary Society “Goldie” Awards and the Authors After Dark Bookie Awards.
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