Page 17 of Stroked
“What was that?” Valentina asked as she brought me a black cup of coffee. Better than nothing. I took a sip, and it was worse than I imagined after the mouthwash.
“I beg your pardon?” I asked, once I recovered.
“I thought you said something when I was walking in.”Oh shit. Did I say that out loud? She reached down again and found her bra.
“No, sorry. Thanks for this. I need to find something for my head.” I pushed past her and went to the kitchen. Luce and I always kept our medicine there so we didn’t disturb each other to get it. Maybe now I should consider moving it to my room. Or maybe I should be a grown ass woman and know my limits.Shit, shit, shit.
Valentina wasn’t far behind me, and obviously, put her bra back on. She went to the living room and slipped her wedges back on. The height on the shoes defined her calves so well.Damnit, Amy, get a hold of yourself.
She casually walked back to the kitchen and leaned her back against the counter.
“I have to get going, but maybe we can meet up again soon?”
It was not even six in the morning and my head was splitting, but my mind was all over the place. My body was deceiving me.Horny bitch. Part of my mind wanted to give into my body, but part of it was grasping onto my normal ways. My trusted ways. Except, I was already in new territory as she stood in my kitchen drinking coffee with me.
“Not to sound cliché, but I recall telling you I had a busy week, and that was true. One thing you can count on from me is complete honesty.”
She put her mug down on the counter, then stepped to me. I instinctively moved backwards, and she kept moving toward me, though it wasn’t long before I was against the counter myself. Damn galley kitchen.
Valentina brushed my hair from my shoulders. Her hands ran down my arms, then found my waist. She gently pulled my hips to hers.
“I know, I wasn’t sure if that was a line. But I believe you.” She let out a frustrated sigh. “Surely you must eat dinner one night this week? We can eat in.”
Her glistening eyes were searching my face for an answer as she bit her lip.God, I want to bite that lip.My brain was losing the fight.
“Okay, I don’t know about tonight, but maybe tomorrow? I know Wednesday through Friday won’t work.” She grabbed my mug from my hands and placed it on the counter behind me. My idle hands immediately reached for her neck and pulled her mouth to mine.
She even tasted good post-drinking with coffee breath. Her lips sent a bolt of electricity into mine that moved through me until settling between my legs. One of them involuntarily lifted outside of hers and her hand reached down and grabbed it, pulling me even closer as she did.
Our kiss became more feral, and I felt her other hand run inside my robe, cupping my breast. I let out a small moan into her mouth, which only made her kiss harder. The hand inside my robe moved back out momentarily, and tugged at the belt, exposing my body completely.
She still held my leg with one hand and began running the other over my skin from my neck down to my hips and back up again. My headache was subsiding, and my body was turning into nothing but a bundle of nerves. Her hand was causing mini-explosions of tingles everywhere she touched and caressed.
She pulled her mouth from mine and licked down my neck, sending goosebumps over my skin, everywhere. She briefly kissed and gently sucked at my neck, causing the goosebumps to stay rigid, but then she quickly moved her mouth to my breast, rolling her tongue around my nipple. The wetness she had created was so intense I felt it building on the outside of my folds and sticking against my thigh.
She continued down and stopped briefly.
“I love how excited I make you,” she said in a sultry voice, before licking the sticky wetness from my inner thigh. The leg she had been holding in her hand now perched over her shoulder, and suddenly, I felt her warm mouth over my sweet spot.
I let out a moan as intense pressure built inside. Her tongue rolled and thrashed, and I struggled to keep my one foot planted on the ground. Both of my legs were shaking, and I was panting as she furiously licked and sucked.
I was throbbing intensely inside, then I felt the waves of release begin to crash into me. I moaned even louder as she pressed her face into me, licking and sucking quickly as my legs violently shook. I slammed my hands to the counter for support as my body gave in to the pleasure.
Finally, my legs quit shaking and I wasn’t panting anymore, instead laboring to catch my breath.
Before I regained my ability to see straight, I felt her mouth pressed against mine. I wanted to kiss her forever. Her lips were perfect, and her mouth fit perfectly with mine.
I wanted to pleasure her now, but as I ran my hand up her thigh, she stopped me.
“I wish I could, but I must go. I already will be late.” She kissed me again deeply. “But you will make it up to me later.”
I nodded, reaching for the belt to my robe, as she backed away.
“Where is your phone?” she asked.
I was still in a daze and, without thinking, told her, “In my clutch, probably.”
She stepped over to the other side of the counter and dug through my purse, then brought the phone back to me.
