Page 22 of CeCe Sloan is Swooning

CeCe giggled. “Oh, what the hell,” she muttered and crushed her lips to Alexis's. She devoured Alexis and was rewarded with a deep, sensual groan.

Alexis's hands were everywhere. She had CeCe pinned against the wall and cupped both her breasts, pinching her nipples through her shirt and bra. CeCe ran her fingers through Alexis's thick, dark hair, keeping their lips locked together in a long, soulful kiss.

CeCe could feel Alexis's hands move to the front of her pants and she quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them.

Alexis pulled away and looked into CeCe’s eyes. CeCe ran her hands under Alexis's shirt so she could feel her skin next to her fingers. It reminded her of when Alexis ran her fingers along CeCe’s cheek the other night. It was soft and laced with fire all at the same time.

CeCe gave Alexis a small smile and a slight nod then she claimed those lips once again. She felt Alexis run her hand down the front of her pants and into her panties. CeCe spread her legs a little further and couldn’t believe she’d gone from wondering how Alexis's lips would taste to having her fingers stroking through the wetness she’d caused and circling her pulsating middle.

CeCe put her arms back on Alexis's shoulders and moaned. She leaned her head back against the wall and Alexis immediately began to kiss down her neck, finding her pulse point right below her ear.

“Fuck.” CeCe moaned as the word escaped her mouth.

“I’m trying,” Alexis whispered in her ear.

CeCe giggled then groaned as Alexis's finger slipped from divinely circling her clit to sliding inside her. She felt that heat and electricity pass through her body once again.

Her hips began to move and when she was almost over the edge, Alexis pushed firmly against her clit causing an explosion of sensations that made the earlier electricity feel like a hum. This charge flew up and through her body from Alexis's fingertip and back again and again.

CeCe had a death grip on Alexis's shoulders and held on until the last shudder left her body. She was glad Alexis had her pinned against the wall or she would have slinked right down to the floor.

Before she could say anything, Alexis's soft, luscious lips were on hers again, caressing and nibbling. What did this woman just do to me? CeCe couldn’t think about that at the moment. All she could think about was that kiss as her body still tingled.

CeCe cupped Alexis's face as the kiss ended and gazed into her eyes. “You may have to get a new hairstylist.”

Alexis furrowed her brow. “I don’t want a new hairstylist.”

“We’ll see,” CeCe murmured, softly kissing Alexis again. She pulled back and gazed into her eyes once again and smiled.

“I knew it,” Alexis said.

“What?”

“I knew this is what happened in the back room.” Alexis reached down and buttoned CeCe’s pants then zipped them up.

CeCe smoothed the tangles from Alexis's hair that her fingers had caused. She walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out two beers. She opened them, handed one to Alexis, and sat down on the couch.

After taking a long drink of beer, CeCe sighed. “I don’t know what stories you’ve heard, but I have only done something like this two times since I started doing hair.” CeCe held up two fingers and continued. “Both times were when I was in my twenties. One was with my boyfriend at the time and the other was with the girl I was dating. I’m now forty-two. I hope that shows you that I don’t do this all the time like you heard.”

Alexis's eyes had never left CeCe’s as she told her story. “Then why did this happen tonight?”

CeCe took another sip and smiled. “You tell me?”

Alexis shrugged. “I haven’t been able to get you off my mind since the open house. I look forward to coming to my appointments with you because I can leave everything outside the door once I step in here.”

CeCe smiled. “I’m glad you can do that.”

“I made an appointment with Nora next week for a pedicure,” Alexis stated.

“It’s not time for a haircut, so you scheduled a pedicure for a reason to come see me?” CeCe asked.

“Not exactly, but maybe.”

CeCe giggled. “You don’t have to make an appointment to come see me. You came by after work the other day. Remember?”

Alexis smiled and took another sip of her beer. “How can I forget? That’s when Cat walked in.”

CeCe drank her beer and studied Alexis. What am I doing? Alexis might be finding reasons to come by but it wasn’t serious. Now that they’d kissed and gotten that out of their systems, CeCe was sure things would calm down and go back the way they were. But how was that?

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