Page 28 of Hidden Desire

“Thank you!” She took a sip and then swallowed it slowly. “Nice place you have here.”

“Thanks. It’s home, so can’t complain.” She shrugged and the conversation stagnated again, with Stassi sipping on her wine and wondering when the next piece of conversation would ignite. She licked her lower lip, then looked over to Sage. “This evening was fun. I’ve never been there, so glad I got to experience it.”

“Yeah. One of my favorites.” Sage took a drink of wine, then looked up and met Stassi’s gaze. “So, how have things been at work?”

“Good. Great, mostly. I enjoy it.” Stassi looked down at her wine. Conversation stalled. She looked up and Sage quickly glanced down at her wine glass.

“I should check on the pizza,” she mumbled. She turned and left the living room. Stassi groaned. They had been there for no more than ten minutes and the pizza had to still be going. Was it merely an excuse to get away from her? Stassi left the living room and went down the hallway to the kitchen. Sage was up against the counter, her eyes staring aimlessly across the kitchen to the wall.

“Something on your mind?” Stassi asked. She wanted things to get back to the point where they could talk about anything, whether it was life growing up, work, or the weather. Things weren’t tense between them. That’s why she wanted the date. She knew that Sage was someone she could get along with and not have to be someone she wasn’t.

Sage nodded. “I’m sorry. Guess I haven’t really been in the mood tonight. Perhaps I should have canceled.”

Stassi frowned and looked away from Sage. “Oh well, if you feel that way about it, then maybe you should have. Don’t want you doing something you don’t want to do.” She threw up her hands. “In fact, I could just leave now and put us both out of our misery.”

Stassi turned and it wasn’t fifteen seconds before Sage was rushing over to her and reaching for her hand. There was a slight spark that struck Stassi and she turned and met Sage’s gaze. “I don’t want you to go, Stassi. I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just struggling with the hospital, and I’ve put my heart into that place and with budget cuts, I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to do it.”

“Budget cuts?” Stassi stared at Sage. Sage slowly nodded. Stassi knew it was bad, but she hadn’t heard hints of budget cuts.

“There was a budget meeting and well, from what I hear, it didn’t go well. Next week I have a meeting and I’m just worried that it won’t go as planned. If it doesn’t, then we might all think about looking for something else. This place is just not the place it used to be. And it’s sad.”

Stassi listened, intently. If her father didn’t answer before, she would demand he answer her now. People were going to lose their jobs over this. The patients deserved better, and her father would ensure they got better. Together they could help make it happen.

“I don’t want tonight to be brought down by my sour mood. Forgive me?”

“Forgiven.” Stassi smiled and Sage leaned in and gave her a kiss. As they kissed, the oven timer went off. Sage slipped her hands up Stassi’s shirt and hugged her to her, not breaking from the intense connection that had reunited them.

“The oven,” Stassi breathlessly stated.

“Can wait,” Sage finished. Stassi laughed. She didn’t care if they had burnt pizza. She was just glad to figure out why things had been so off with them. When the timer continued to go off, Sage groaned and pulled back. “Hold that thought.” She gave a wink and turned to the stove. Stassi bit her lower lip, grinning as the thoughts of where they could go by the end of the night danced through her mind.

Sage put together two plates and filled up their wine and they sat down to enjoy the pizza. But throughout the meal, Stassi caught herself staring at Sage, wishing they could just toss the plates into the sink and get back to the kiss.

After two pieces, Sage glanced across the table. “I’m not all that hungry. At least not for pizza.” She gave a wink and Stassi laughed.

“You read my mind.” Sage got up and walked around to take Stassi’s hand, and she escorted her back down the hallway and this time to a bedroom. When she turned back to Stassi, Stassi took charge. She grabbed hold of Sage’s shirt and pulled her to her, raising the shirt as they kissed passionately just two feet from the bed. Sage pushed Stassi down to the bed and Stassi stared up at her, watching as Sage did a striptease in front of her.

When the last piece of clothing had been shed from Sage, Stassi grabbed hold of her shirt and pulled it up and off of her, then Sage moved in and helped her remove her bra. Stassi kicked out of her pants and Sage grabbed hold of her panties and tore them slowly down Stassi’s legs.

“Damn,” Stassi whimpered, tossing back her head and trying not to quiver with need. It was impossible. Sage grabbed Stassi’s chin and raised her head to her, so they could return to the desperate kissing, Stassi’s knees trembling. Through the kiss, she spotted Sage smirking and Sage touched her hands to Stassi’s knees to steady them.

“I’ve got you,” she whispered, before breaking from the kiss and moving her lips to Stassi’s neck. Stassi released a groan and arched her back. Those words played dangerously inside Stassi’s mind. Stassi laid her head down on the pillow as the kiss deepened. Sage’s breath was hot as she wandered down Stassi’s body, her teeth latching on Stassi’s right breast. She sucked as Stassi wiggled underneath her. One hand held firmly onto Stassi’s waist as she continued to suckle her nipple. She shifted and latched onto the left one.

Stassi stretched out her arm and held onto the edge of the bed while enjoying the way Sage’s tongue swooped around her curves. “Yesssss,” she groaned, her body trembling with desire.

Sage splayed kisses along Stassi’s navel before trailing a line of kisses up her body and to her chin. She kissed, then elicited a groan before moving her lips back to Stassi’s. Stassi slid her tongue into Sage’s mouth, and they hungrily kissed, Stassi’s heart pounding steadily into her chest. Her opening wept for Sage to move down lower, but she couldn’t tear herself away from the heated kiss.

As they kissed, Sage moved her hand from Stassi’s waist and moved down between her legs. Two fingers snaked their way into Stassi’s opening, dipping in to spread her apart. Stassi bit down as her core throbbed with Stassi pumping her fingers in a steady motion.

Sage swirled her tongue around Stassi’s before exiting her mouth and shimmying down Stassi’s body. Stassi gripped tight to the bed, her body already primed for what was going to happen. She arched her back and released a breath, her eyes rolling up to the ceiling. Hurry! Before I can’t control myself. She shifted back under Sage as Sage moved in, replacing her fingers with her tongue.

Stassi bore down and closed her eyes, her mind racing as Stassi powered in and out of her. Quickly Stassi’s lower half started to tremble. Sage reached out and touched her leg, steading her, but Stassi couldn’t hold back the cries that built inside of her. “Oh God,” she groaned, bucking her hips hard against Sage’s tongue. “Sage,” she cried, wriggling even faster beneath her.

“Come for me, baby,” Sage moaned, thrusting her tongue in harder.

Stassi groaned, her fluids gushing from her and her eyes falling back into her sockets. The room began to spin, and she came hard, crashing down to the bed, her body convulsing until the tremors slowly dulled.

Sage felt her way back to Stassi’s lips and she had a huge grin on her lips. “Kiss me,” Stassi breathlessly gasped.

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