Heated

It was hotter than hell out today.

Tori knew it had been a mistake to ride the Harley. She thought she would die of heat stroke by the time she finally got back. She parked the bike in the garage, then threw her helmet on the work bench. Her long red hair felt heavy and sticky with sweat as she gathered it into a bun on top of her head. As she peeled away her leather jacket, she caught the sound of music coming from the house. She smiled. Amos Lee, Vera’s Favorite.

“The darkness has always been. The world was born into a blanket of sin. When all the faith's been gone still we've found a reason to carry on through the worry, worry, worry, caught in an endless maze. When the lights go out ,all that I can think about is how we've seen better days”

Tori never got tired of the sound of Vera’s voice, deep and smoky and warm, the way a southern women’s voice should sound. She looked so at home, standing bare foot in the kitchen, in a thin linen sun dress. She had all the windows open, and the faded curtains fluttered in the sluggish summer breeze. She was chopping peppers, the juices staining the tips of her long slender fingers pink. The light filtered cream through the curtains, illuminated her skin. The color reminded Tori of melted chocolate.

Tori smiled, leaned against the door frame, just watching Vera. Beads of sweat clung to the dark skin Vera’s forehead and upper lip. The tiny, kinky curls in her hair line glistened with it. But the heat of the day didn’t seem to bother her, she just kept chopping her voice matching the song’s perfectly, oblivious to anything else in the world. She seemed…content.

Tori pushed off the door frame and moved quietly into the kitchen, wrapping her arms around Vera’s waist and resting her chin on the darker woman’s shoulder, taking in the sweet, spicy smell that was so completely Vera.

Vera didn’t stop what she was doing, but she smiled and leaned back into the embrace.

“Whatchu want Vulture,” she quipped sweetly.

Tori smiled and put slid her hands down Vera’s stomach until the rested on her hipbones.

“Whatever you got on the menu,” She growled her voice husky as she kissed her way up the column of Vera’s neck.

Vera leaned into the kiss, laying her knife down.

“You stop that you horn dog,” She giggled, reaching down to move Tori’s hands, “I got work to do.”

Tori gripped the other women’s hips a little tighter, and leaned into her, gently forcing Vera’s body up against the counter.

“Work can wait,” she whispered into the shell of Vera’s ear.

The smaller women’s breath hitched a little, and she tried to push away from the counter.

“Get off me. It’s hot.”

Tori chuckled.

“It’s about to get a lot hotter,” She mumbled her lips moving down Vera’s neck to her shoulder. She nudged away the thin strap with her nose and kissed the warm brown skin. Her hands slid down Vera’s thighs then back up, teasingly. Tori loved the smoothness of Vera’s skin, it reminded her of silk in a distant way. Her wandering hands slid under the hem of Vera’s flowered sundress, pushing it up. Tori smiled when she heard the other women’s breath quicken.

“Ha…In the kitchen Tori? Really, “ Vera panted out, already flustered.

“Didn’t think I could wait till the bedroom,” She mumbled into the crook of Vera’s neck. It was the truth. She’d never been much of a bedroom kind of girl.

She nipped Vera’s shoulder hard, sliding one hand up under the floral dress, creeping beneath the underwire of Vera’s bra and cupping her small pert breast in one hand. Vera closed her eyes and groaned, arching her back to lean into the touch, biting her lip as Tori began to fondle her dusky pink nipple, rolling it lightly between the pads of those long skilled fingers till it was pebbled and swollen.

Tori felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up and a shiver of pleasurable excitement race down her spine, gathering in the pit of her stomach. She loved the sounds that Vera made when she was aroused, like a cat in heat. Tori traced the shell of Vera’s ear and slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of Vera’s cotton panties.

“You’re so beautiful….Do you know that, “ She whispered against the curve of Vera’s jaw.

“Tori,” She keened turning her head to look at the red head. Her dark skin was flushed and her eyes were heavy lidded with pleasure.

Tori captured Vera’s lips in a quick kiss, pulling away when Vera tried slip her tongue into Tori’s mouth.

“Fucking tease,” The dark women growled.

Tori gave a feral grin and slid a finger between the lips of Vera’s sex, pressing lightly on her clit.

The air left Vera’s lungs in a rush and she leaned in the counter with a moan, rocking her hips into the touch. Tori leaned with her, slipping her knee between Vera’s thighs, trapping the smaller woman completely.

“You know you love it.”

She let on finger slip into Vera’s tightness, her thumb rolling the clit slowly, reveling at the heavy pants it pulled from Vera’s chest. Tori felt her own passion begin to spike. She still couldn’t fathom how it could be so arousing, pleasuring another person this way.

Vera’s one hand left the counter, finding it’s way to Tori’s as it stroked the most secret places of her body. She wanted more. She pushed away from the counter, just enough that she could turn around and face the red head. Tori removed her hands from their menstruations, letting Vera take the lead. It was a dance and they both knew the steps well by now.

Vera caught Tori’s eyes and held them, hazel meeting hazel. She ran her hands, still sticky from cutting the peppers, down the sides of Tori’s face then down her neck and her breasts and back up again.

“Take down your hair,” She whispered breathlessly against the other woman’s lips, not quit touching them. Tori obeyed, reaching up and pulling the tie roughly out of the haphazard bun.

The hair fell across Tori’s shoulders and down her back in ginger waves that reminded Vera of autumn leaves. She ran her fingers through Tori’s hair, marveling at the softness of it.

Tori caught Vera’s fingers as they lingered in her hair and pulled them down to her lips. Never breaking eye contact, she kissed the pad of every pink stained finger before taking it in her mouth, licking away the spicy sweet juices. Vera smiled and purred like a cat, letting Tori clean each fingers with concentrated precision.

When Tori had finished, Vera wrapped her arms around Tori’s neck, leaning back against the counter and burying the finger of on hand in the thick auburn hair at the nape of Tori’s neck, pulling her closer.

“Kiss me,” She whispered against Tori’s mouth.

Tori smiled and braced her hands on the counter as she leaned into Vera’s body, once again slipping her knee between Vera’s thighs.

“Anything you want,” She whispered back.

Their lips met in a heated passionate kiss. Velvety tongues battled for dominance, though they both knew how the winner would be. They broke away just long enough for Vera to pull Tori’s tank top off. She ran her hands over the red head’s half naked torso, tracing the line of every tattoo, feeling the texture of every scar.

“I love you. God Tori, I love you so much,” she panted against Tori’s bruised lips as the broke away for a breath.

Tori opened her mouth to respond but her words turned to a gasp as Vera began to kiss and suckle the oh-so sensitive spot in the hollow of Tori’s collar bone. The dark girl kissed her way down her lover’s neck, down her shoulders, across her collarbone, over her sizable breasts. Tori leaned into the counter, panting now. Vera slid to her knees, hands on Tori’s hips, kissing her way down the flat plain of stomach, her fingers ticking over the flesh.

Tori slid to her knees and claimed her lover’s lips again, tired of the teasing hands that were driving her wild. She couldn’t think straight anymore. All she knew was Vera. She wanted every part of the other women, to feel her, taste her, hear her.

Vera pulled away first, her arms around Tori’s neck. She watched her lover and spread her thighs, inviting Tori in. The taller woman scooted between, pulling Vera into her lap and pushing the dark girl’s back against the counter.

Vera wrapped her thighs around Tori’s waist and moved her hands away from Tori’s neck, bringing the down to loosen Tori’s belt, unfastening the button of her jeans.

Tori growled and nipped Vera’s neck fiercely as the other girl, fiddled with the fastening of her jeans. The Vera slid her hand in slowly, teasingly, fingers just grazing Tori’s swollen clit. The red head gasped and groaned, burying one hand in Vera’s curls. The other slid into Vera’s panties again, taking up it’s familiar place.

“God baby…” Tori groaned, “You drive me fucking crazy…”

Tori’s fingers plunged into the wet heat of Vera’s pussy, thumb rolling hard circles on her swollen clit. Vera’s head fell back with a gasp, she thrust her hips wildly into Tori’s hand. Tori leaned into her, free hand bracing herself against the counter, as she licked and nipped at the dark column of Vera’s throat. The dark girl had two fingers buried in Tori’s sex and the red head thrust her hips in perfect rhythm with Vera’s fingers, grinding her clit into the dark woman’s palm.

“Darlin’,” Vera mewled into Tori’s ear, clinging to her desperately as she rocked his hips in their matching rhythm.

Tori growled deep in her throat, happy to oblige her lover. She lapped her way down Vera’s neck, tasting the sweet spots of Vera’s skin, and felt he lover’s body tense and stiffen, teetering on the edge.

Tori cradled the back of Vera’s head with her free hand, and slid her finger’s deeper into Vera’s body, working the clit with the ball of her thumb. She rocked into Vera’s erratically moving hand, close to the edge herself. The dark women’s chest heaved with her soft breathy moans.

“Let it go baby,” She whispered hotly into the shell of the dark women’s ear,” Let it go.”

Vera’s body tensed, spine arched to close the gap between their body. Her breath caught in her chest and she threw her head back in a silent cry. She was stand on top of the cliff, and Tori pulled her over the edge. Orgasm hit her like a physical thing. She clutched Tori’s bare shoulder with her free hand, her long pretty nails leaving half moon cressets in the fair skin. Her juices spilled hot and slick over Tori’s long skilled fingers.

Watching her lover climax was enough send to soaring to her own completion, she pulled her finger’s from Vera’s body, pausing to lap up the sweet juices before she placed it over the fingers Vera had tucked inside her.
She held the darker women’s hand there, rocking against the finger’s buried in her pussy, pulling Vera into a fierce kiss. The darker women circled her thumb over Tori’s swollen clit and Tori lost it. She leaned it Vera, panting and rocking her hips as perfect orgasm rolled over her.

The collapsed together, panting. Tori lay against Vera for a long moment before she rolled away. She leaned back against the counter, raising her arm so Vera could snuggle close to her side. The Dark fitted herself against Tori, wrapping her arms around Tori’s waist and resting her head on her lover’s shoulder. Tori draped her arm across Vera’s shoulders, just holding her girl for a time while they caught their breath. The sat in silence for a time, coming down from the high, before Vera spoke.

“We just fucked on the kitchen floor, didn’t we,” she murmured breathlessly.

“Yup,” Tori sighed, leaning her head back against the counter and closing her eyes.

“I feel like some MILF in a bad porn video.”

Tori gave a snot of laughter and leaned down to kiss Vera’s forehead, stroking her sweaty curls.

“You can be my MIlF any day.”