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"Smart and naughty, no wonder I love you." The hurricane was back, stronger than before. Besides, I'd said it once already, I could say it many more times now. A million more times. No more pressure.
"See, now this is something I could freak out over." She teased.
"But you won't," I brought our noses together and caressed her back and neck.
"Oh, and why is that?" She walked her hand down my back, over the hump of my ass, and squeezed. Possessively.
I whispered, with my eyes glued to hers, "Because you love me too, and you want us to be honest with each other, and you're smart enough to know there's no point in waiting to say it when the feeling is already there."
This was the farthest I'd pushed her, but I was confident in her reaction this time.
"Ok," she whispered back, her dimples shining in the late afternoon sun.
"Ok?! Did you just say Ok?"
She pursed her lips. Oh, two could play that game. I tilted my head a bit and brought my lips close to hers. Delicately, smoothly, I let them make contact. Tentative. Enough to get our breaths caught in our chests and make her squeeze my ass one more time. Ah yes, it belonged to her now, its rightful owner. I whispered again, straight into her mouth, "Say it. Ok what, Megan?"
"Ok, I love you too." She shushed me with a kiss before I could reply, though the infinite smile on my face afterwards was probably all the answer she needed. "Now let's go drink that cocoa."
"Yeah, we don't want the cold cocoa getting hotter than me."
"Impossible. You're scorrrching." She said that with her French accent while rolling her Rs. My mouth dried up again, but she grinned. "What? I noticed you get a lil' bit flustered when I speak in French."
"It's not the French itself as much as the tongue roll. I can't help but wonder how good those skills would be, elsewhere."
"Guess you'll have your answer, ce soir."
- COMMENTS
Roti8211Chanai643about 2 months agoSo so very very GOOD!
Read it in one sitting, could put it down!
Nothing more to say but Thank you for sharing your immense writing skills!
Is there room in your busy life foe a sequel, please?
galadriel_fan2 months agoMmm. How do I love this story?
The craftsmanship, yes. I’m reminded of a woodworking video where an armoire is built without any hardware, just meticulously formed joints secured with the occasional wooden peg. It’s beautiful and looks effortless.
The joy of seeing Zoe and Megan reconnect after all these years warms my heart. And loving Zoe’s mom knowing all those years ago.
The endless foreplay and flirting/seduction are delicious. Zoe and Scarlett before it becomes tragic. Zoe and Valentina are so hot (and yes in a couple of years I can definitely believe Zoe and Megan ask Dave for Valentina’s number). And last but not least the promise of Megan transforming into …. well, what we imagine Megan becoming.
And thus, once again, Cathy, we are in your metaphorical debt. So we acknowledge the months you spent creating this reality and say Thank You.
Anonymous4 months agoWow, this is brilliant, but please, please, please tell us more. We need an epilogue!
Baldwood4 months agoWow! I just finished this story, and Wow. It is instantly one of my favorites. I was immersed in it from the beginning. I read all seven chapters this morning, and did I say Wow! Your story was intensely emotional, sultry, erotic, and sensual. And sexy. And sexual. Many writers are more explicit in their descriptions of the sex scenes, but the desires and feelings you evoke in your characters are incredible. Far better. This will be a story I reread many times. Yes, I loved your story of Zoe and Megan. I have not read your other stories. They just moved to the top of my list. Thank you for sharing your writing.
