Page 51 of Nocere

"I do." I chuckled when she flicked the stone. The way it shimmered and the clarity told me that it was definitely a real diamond. "I didn't take you for a piercings girl."

She laughed, biting her bottom lip as she leaned against the island counter, her hands behind her gripping it. "Well then, you're in for a treat because it's not my only one."

"Really?" I glanced at her ears and noted she had a simple flat silver earring in each ear. She tugged her hair back to show me the industrial bar across the top of her left ear. I hadn't noticed that before.

"I have three more, but those you don't get to see right now." She tapped my chin and winked at me. My mouth fell open with surprise and she laughed. "How was your week?"

"Routine mostly, but good. Happy to see you." I bit my bottom lip and she looped her finger around my belt, tugging me closer to her. I stepped on either side of her right foot so that my stomach pressed against hers. My insides ignited with flames of excitement and it sent a quiver through my core.

"I'm happy to see you, too." She brushed her thumb over my bottom lip before leaning in to kiss me again.

My hands fell to her waist and the tentative nature of our kissing faded in that moment. Her tongue probed my mouth, urging me to do the same as she ran her fingers through my hair. When her nails tickled my scalp, a shiver of delight raced down my spine.

"Mmm. You're so delicious. How am I ever going to think about dinner when all I can contemplate is tasting you?" she said, her voice a husky croon. Ainsley's caution that Samirah came on strong at times echoed in my thoughts, and it made me grin. I liked it and I liked how she spoke to me.

I couldn't bring myself to form words, so I lifted to my toes and kissed her again, cupping her face in my palms. This time, her hands fell to my middle and her fingers wrapped around my belt, holding me to her in a firm grip. I dropped my hands from her face, gathering them against her chest while our mouths played a hungry game. Heat rushed my center, and I shuddered when she rubbed her jean-covered knee against my bare thighs. She ended the kiss then nibbled my bottom lip.

"Yum," she whispered and I nodded. "Did I mention I struggle with going slow?"

"Maybe." My breath left me in bated puffs. "Did I mention that I do, too?"

"Nope. Never." She released my belt to draw circles around my navel with her finger. "Tell me what you want, Rosie."

"You. This." My lashes fluttered and she pressed her lips to my ear.

"Can I tell you what I want?"

I nodded, gulping as I held onto her sweater as if it anchored me to the earth.

She drew in a soft breath before speaking against my ear. "I want to lift you up on this counter, tug off those damp panties, and taste every inch of you from back to front. What would you think of that?"

"Y-yes." My grip tightened on her shirt as I gulped. My mind raced to all the naughty places I hadn't yet been, but fantasized about.

"Would you like me to do that?"

"Yes." I gasped as if she already fulfilled her promise.

"What's our safe word? If you want me to stop, what will you say other than stop?" Her arms snaked around my middle as she nibbled my ear.

"Um…" I sucked in my breath as she turned me around slowly. Every movement grew slower and more deliberate as she urged me about. My back pressed against the counter and she gripped my hips as my hands fell to her shoulders. "Snowman."

"Snowman is our safe word," she repeated, before lifting me up to sit on the counter as if I weighed nothing. She claimed my mouth with hers before nudging my knees apart to stand between them. I moaned against her lips, my fingers tangling in her hair as she ran her hands up my thighs.

My body ached, legs trembled, and my pussy throbbed so deeply that I thought I might get off before she even touched me. Samirah's pace heated and our tongues danced in a hungry spiral. My fingers traced her collarbone, tumbling downward to land on her breasts. She pushed my dress up my thighs and gripped the waist of my panties with both hands. My stomach fluttered and she ended the kiss to grin.

"I bet you are so delicious," she crooned against my mouth. Her tongue flicked across my lips and I sucked in my breath. Samirah's words dripped from her like a rich syrup, instigating my desire. She urged my panties over my hips at the same time that she captured me in a wild kiss.

Before I had a chance to slip my tongue into her mouth, she placed her hand on the center of my chest and urged me backward. My body sprawled across the counter top in a backward bow, and she returned to my panties, sliding them down my thighs.

"You're so wet, Rosie." A smile curved her luscious lips and my breath left me in quick puffs. "Are you always this soaked when I kiss you?"

"N-no." I reached for her and she kissed each of my hands while tugging my panties off over my boots. After they hit the floor, she grabbed my hips and tugged me closer to her. I gasped and my breath heaved while she carefully gathered my dress around my middle. Samirah's eyes, half-lidded and smoky with her eye makeup, gazed down at my pussy while she gnawed her bottom lip.

"Look at you. Bare and glistening." She brushed her thumb over the length of me as she pulled up one of the stools between her knees to sit on it. "I'm going to have dessert first tonight. What do you think of that?"

"Sam." I sucked in my breath when she urged my thighs apart.

"Tell me what you think of that, Rosie," she said, her voice deep and husky. She lifted my leg and propped it over her shoulder before she began kissing my inner thigh. Her gaze met mine and I nearly whimpered out my answer. I tore at my dress, unable to fight the flagrant wanton desire saturating my core.

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