by Amy DeMeritt
“I’ll give you some tummy rubs later.”
Katie laughed and looked over with a brilliant smile. “It would be nice to be on the receiving end sometimes. Sprite is a little furry whore for tummy rubs.”
“Furry whore.” Mel laughed hard. “I can’t wait to meet this cat.”
Chapter Twenty
While Katie finely diced fresh tomatoes, onion, garlic, peppers, and cilantro to make salsa, Sprite meowed and paced in a figure-eight, brushing against her ankles and arching up against her calves.
“Stop begging for tummy rubs. I’m busy.” She looked at the clock on the wall and her heartrate increased as she looked at everything she had left to prepare. “Mel will be here any minute now and I don’t have dinner anywhere near ready.”
Sprite released a loud meow as she stretched up with her front paws on Katie’s knee and her long white tail whipping side to side.
“I’m not…”
The sing-song pattern of the doorbell rang through the house and her stomach fluttered with excitement. She dropped the knife on the cutting board, quickly dried her hands, and took off at a jog for the front door, eliciting an irritated shriek from Sprite.
As she opened the door, she blushed and laughed as she leaned against the doorframe, looking Mel up and down.
“What are you doing?”
Mel grinned as she wiggled her eyebrows while looking over the aviator style sunglasses that were ridiculously huge on her. She was wearing a white tee shirt with the sleeves neatly rolled a couple of times, and slim-fit blue jeans that were cuffed at the bottom over a pair of black boots. She was holding a beautiful bouquet of mixed flowers in one hand, and a duffle bag slung over her other shoulder.
“Oh, come on! You have to know what this is.”
Katie laughed again and licked her lips as Mel spun in a slow circle for her, showing off her cute small, tight ass in the tight jeans.
“You look like one of the guys on Grease, but you’re missing the leather jacket and the shiny grease in your hair.” Katie tilted her head back, said, “Oh, now I remember,” then fell forward laughing.
At dinner the other night, they were talking about movies they loved or iconic scenes that always stuck with them, and Katie admitted to having a soft spot for the Grease movies. Her only complaint was that the biker gangs weren’t women, preferably butch women.
Still laughing, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Mel’s waist and firmly kissed her lips. “This was very cute.”
“Cute? I was going for sexy.” Mel wiggled her eyebrows again as she gently switched her hips side to side to rub their groins together, making Katie laugh again.
“It’s both.” Katie looked out at the driveway, and teased, “Where’s your motorcycle, stud?”
“Ah, you see, the thing is…”
Katie laughed and shook her head. She caressed Mel’s cheek, carefully took the huge sunglasses off of her to hang from her shirt collar, then pulled her into a passionate kiss. But just as their arousal was rising, Sprite meowed and rubbed up against their legs, startling Mel.
“What the…?” Mel pulled back to look down, then laughed. “Is this Sprite?”
“The one and only.” She bent down to pick her up, and with her cradled in one arm, she said, “Sprite, meet Mel.”
Sprite meowed at Mel, so Mel set her bag down on the stoop to pet her. “She’s pretty. Oh, wow, look at that. Wings! That’s so neat. Her name makes total sense now.”
Sprite was mostly white with some small black patches, and two big patches on the center of her back shaped similarly to butterfly wings.
“She likes you.” Katie smiled between Sprite and Mel, watching how Sprite was leaning into Mel’s hand and how Mel was smiling while petting her. Mel looked up into her eyes and her smile widened. “Ready to come in, stud?”
“Yes.”
Katie picked up Mel’s bag and led her inside, and after hanging the duffle bag by the banister leading to the second floor, she accepted the bouquet of flowers from Mel and kissed her lips.
“Thanks for the flowers. They’re beautiful.”
“You’re welcome.”
After setting Sprite down, she took Mel’s hand and they walked into the kitchen. “Let me put these in water, then I’ll finish dinner.”
“It smells great in here. Anything I can help with?”
“Sure. We’re having soft tacos with shredded beef, Spanish rice, and a salad. The meat and rice are done. I’m just working on the fresh salsa, guacamole, and the salad. You want to finish the salad for me?”
“Whatever you want.”
While Katie trimmed and arranged her flowers in a vase, Mel washed her hands, then took over the prep station Katie had created for the salad.
“Is that the fabled rustic mahogany table you teased of earlier this week?”
Katie glanced over at the dining room table, then looked at Mel to see her cheesing like a fool.
“I love your smile.” Katie gave her a kiss on the forehead. “Yes, that’s my mahogany table.”
“It’s nice. And I love your smile too. Guess what.”
“What?”
“We survived a whole week without you shoving me against the back of the elevator at work.”
Katie licked her lips with a smug grin as she sidled up next to Mel to finish the salsa. “We did. You happy about that?”
“I think it was a victory in discretion. I did love starting every morning with a kiss.” Mel looked up from cutting a cucumber, and added, “But if I’m being honest, I was kind of hoping you would throw me against the back of the elevator.”
“I’ll make it up to you after dinner.” She leaned over to give Mel a quick kiss on the lips. “Unless you want to go swimming first.”
“Didn’t your momma ever tell you that you have to wait at least thirty minutes after eating before going in the swimming pool or you’ll get stomach cramps?”
“No, my momma told me life is like a box of chocolates.”
Mel laughed hard, making Katie smile brightly. “Good one.”
While they finished the salsa, guacamole, and salad, they continued to flirt and joke.
“What would you like to drink with dinner? I have beer in the fridge or I can make margaritas or lemonade.”
“Beer sounds good.”
Katie set two Coronas, a bottle opener, and a lime down on the counter next to Mel. “Will you do the honors while I fix the plates?”
“Sure.”
While Mel cut the lime into wedges and stuffed one into the neck of the bottles, Katie warmed a stack of tortillas in the toaster oven and arranged the rest of the food around two plates so she could easily prepare the soft tacos and sides. While Katie tossed the salad, Mel stepped up behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist. She gave Katie a few soft kisses up the side of her slender neck and nuzzled in her hair, inhaling her sweet tropical scented shampoo.
Katie’s body instantly warmed and her chest expanded with a deep breath of happiness. She lifted her hand up to rub the back of Mel’s head, combing her fingers through her short brown hair, and rubbed Mel’s arms with her other hand.
Mel whispered, “Thank you for making dinner for me,” then lightly tugged Katie’s earlobe with her teeth.
“You’re welcome. I hope you like it. Do you want to eat in here or out on the deck?”
“Whatever you want.” Mel traced the tip of her tongue up the side of Katie’s neck, sending a shiver down her spine. After sucking her neck just below her ear, she said, “Maybe we should stay inside, just in case I have a hard time keeping my hands off of you.”
“I have a tall fence.”
“In that case,” Mel dragged the fleshiest portion of her bottom lip around the rim of Katie’s ear, “let’s eat outside. It’s a pretty nice night out.” Mel slipped her hands up under Katie’s tee shirt and drew her fingertips over Katie’s stomach, hips, and ribs. “Is there anything else I can do to help?”
“Keep doing
what you’re doing.”
While Katie assembled the plates, Mel continued to dote on her. She kissed her neck and shoulders and caressed her abdomen. She teased her a few times by dipping her fingertips just a couple of inches under the waist of her pants. She even slid her hands around to her back and rubbed up and down, slightly digging it at certain places to massage her muscles, which elicited long purring hums of bliss from Katie.
When she finished with preparing the food, Katie turned in Mel’s arms, smiling warmly. “Hungry?”
“Famished. Everything looks and smells incredible.”
“Good.” Katie kissed her lips and smacked her ass with both hands. “Grab those beers and I’ll carry the plates.”
Mel darted forward to get another quick kiss, then turned to grab the beers. As they walked around the dining room table to the sliding glass door behind it, Katie looked between it and Mel with a seductive little grin that made Mel smile like a fool. Katie laughed and nodded at the door, so Mel hopped forward to open it for her.
“Wow, your deck and backyard are beautiful. That pool looks amazing.” She set the beers down on the patio table and looked around in awe. “Actually, your whole house is really nice. I think I forgot to say it inside.” As she turned to face Katie, she was met with a glowing smile and she was promptly pulled into Katie’s arms and into a wonderful kiss.
After a few minutes, Katie pulled away, and said, “Thank you,” then pulled Mel over to sit down next to each other on a cushioned patio sofa. “Dig in.”
Mel didn’t need to be told twice. Her stomach was rumbling with how hungry she was. She picked up one of the soft tacos, and as she took her first bite, her eyes closed and a deep groan of appreciation growled up her throat.
After chewing, she moaned, “Oh, man, oh, that’s so good. You cooked this?”
With a bashful laugh, and needlessly tucking her dark brown hair behind her ear, Katie answered, “Don’t sound so surprised.”
“Oh, come on, this is amazing, Katie. It’s like Iron Chef kind of cooking.”
“Oh, stop it, you’re just being…”
“I’m serious. This meat is like… And the salsa is… Oh, man…” Mel shook her head as she quickly took another bite. “Okay, it’s a really good thing you’re my girlfriend already because…” She took another bite and Katie started laughing hard.
“Because why?” She held up a hand. “Finish chewing before you answer so you don’t choke.”
Mel quickly swallowed, and explained, “Because if you were still just my boss and you were still trying to maintain a professional only relationship, and for some reason I had tried your cooking… I mean…” Mel motioned between Katie and the plate of food. “It’s like the mega load of full packages. And you’re a Harry Potter nerd on top of it. I don’t think there’s getting much better than that. If it’s even possible.”
“What if this is the only thing I can cook well?”
“I doubt that. But that’s okay even if it’s true. I can cook some stuff. I could probably eat these at least every other day.” Mel picked up her half-eaten taco and admired the way Katie layered the filling, said, “I mean, it’s perfect,” then took another bite.
Katie ran a hand over her head as she leaned in and kissed her cheek. “Thank you. I’m really glad you like it so much.”
After swallowing, Mel corrected her, “No, I don’t just like it, I love it. So, what other hidden talents do you have? Like anything unusual?”
“Unusual?” Katie took a sip of beer while she thought, then grinned, and answered, “I can read palms. Well, probably not as well as a professional, but I’m pretty close.”
“No way. For real? Why do you know how to do that?”
“One of my roommates in college was into Wicca and she taught me.”
“Your college years sound fascinating. You were besties with a real witch, picked up a bit of the craft, spent a semester in Italy… I really need to know more about your college years.” Mel turned some and held out her right hand. “Will you do mine? Oh, wait.” She turned back nodded towards Katie’s plate. “Eat first. I know you’re hungry.”
“Okay.” Katie squeezed her knee before picking up a soft taco. “After we eat, I’m going to make love to you, read your palm, then we’re going swimming.”
“I really like dating you.”
Chapter Twenty-One
After Mel placed the last freshly washed dinner plate in the dish strainer to dry, Katie took both of her hands into a towel to dry them for her.
“Thank you for washing the dishes.”
“Thank you for cooking. It was really amazing.”
With a smile, Katie hooked her fingers through Mel’s belt loops and tugged her forward. As their groins smashed into each other, their lips pressed together and their tongues slipped in each other’s affection. Their breath was like warm, soothing, velvety wisps as it escaped their kiss, carrying quiet sounds of pleasure. The kiss was tender and deliberate – every stroke of their tongues and enveloping suckle of their lips was treated preciously. Katie ran her fingers up through Mel’s short, soft hair, getting a grip on the three-inch-long locks on the top of her head and eliciting a sharp moan from Mel. Katie smiled against her mouth and leaned in more, leaving one hand gripping her hair, while sliding the other around to grip her ass.
The seam of Mel’s jeans pressed harder against Katie’s, rubbing her clit into action and sending a wave of pleasure through her entire body. Katie suddenly pulled away, took Mel’s hand, and led her out of the kitchen, down the hall, and up the beige carpeted stairs. The upstairs hallway had four doors, but Katie didn’t stop to give Mel a tour. She brought her directly into her master suite.
When they reached the foot of her queen size bed, she quickly ripped Mel’s tee shirt and bra off, then pushed her down onto the bed to land on her back.
“Fuck, I love when you’re rough like that.”
Katie smiled as she began to unbutton her jeans, and as she slowly slid the zipper down, she bent down and painted warm, soft kisses across Mel’s flat stomach. When she reached her hips and tugged the waist of Mel’s jeans open, she licked Mel’s jutting hipbones with the tip of her tongue, sending goosebumps erupting across Mel’s entire body. Mel released a small sound of arousal, and Katie grinned up at her as her tongue traveled the same path along the curve of the bone, then sucked firmly on the soft flesh just inside the hip. Mel released another groan of pleasure and squirmed underneath her.
Mel gasped as Katie yanked hard on her pants, pulling them down her thighs and pulling Mel to the edge of the bed in the process. She pushed up, wiggling her hips side to side to help Katie get her pants and underwear pulled down to her ankles. And after Katie pulled Mel’s shoes and socks off, she pulled her pants and underwear off completely and tossed them aside. Instead of joining Mel on the bed, Katie knelt between her thighs and grabbed Mel’s hips to yank her all the way to the edge of the bed, eliciting another gasp and causing arousal to flow out of her center.
As Katie took her first sampling with the flat of her tongue, Mel fell onto her back and gripped the soft cotton duvet cover in her fists. Katie used her full mouth – lips, tongue, and teeth to bend every nerve in Mel’s body into submission. She dominated the most sensitive areas like she was the master of Mel’s body, and every one of those tiny nerves adored their master. Every lick, nibble, and tug were commands that radiated through Mel’s nerves in sensational celebrations that caused her to writhe, moan, and pant for air. Katie was the master of her pleasure and Mel was just as eager as her nerves to give herself over to her completely.
Mel’s orgasm was felt in every cell, every fiber of her being. Even the hair follicles on her scalp seemed to tingle through the incredible electrical storm erupting in her body. Her throat was raw from the uncontrolled screams and moans spawned like thunder in her chest that just couldn’t be contained. Limp and spasming with aftershocks, Mel placed a weak hand on Katie’s head, and her lover temporarily abdicate
d her throne at the core of Mel’s being, giving her nerves time to recover from the incredible undulation of passion caused by her mastery of their purpose.
Katie stripped down, removing every single article of clothing, then helped Mel relocate from the foot of the bed to lay on the pillows. As she straddled Mel and brought their hips and groins together, Mel’s eyes rolled back and her back arched as she grabbed Katie’s rotating hips.
“Fuck.” She scanned Katie’s body, admiring the way it was swaying, twisting, and bucking in pace with the grinding rotation of her hips. “You’re so beautiful.” She shuddered from a spark in her clit. “I think you’re trying to kill me.”
“Death by orgasm. What a way to go.” Katie thrust harder against Mel, making her gasp and shudder again. “Don’t worry. I know CPR. I’ll bring you back.”
Mel released a small laugh, then moaned as a new orgasm began building in her clit.
“Okay, you can kill me by orgasm. And after you bring me back, you have to tell me why you know CPR.”
Katie bent down to give her a kiss, but as Mel gripped her ass and walked her fingers inward until they were teasingly digging at the rim of her entrance in their strain to reach her from this position, Katie released a deep groan into Mel’s mouth. She quickly sat up and thrust harder and faster against Mel’s pelvis, making it even harder for Mel to get her fingers where she wanted to bury them. Katie ran her fingers through her hair, tossing it to one shoulder, then rested her hands on Mel’s stomach and chest. As her orgasm began to build, her back arched and her head fell back with a sharp moan. She suddenly fell forward, catching herself with the help of the headboard.
With Mel’s hands on her ass, helping to keep up a consistent pace by pulling her groin in against her own, Katie continued to rock her hips forwards and backwards and in tight circles. Their rapid breathing and increased body temperature were warming the air between them, uniting the parts of their bodies that weren’t touching, making them feel just as close as if Katie was laying flush with Mel.