Kaelee offered, “Lee was my grandfather’s name. So what were the other six Marys called?”
“Matrice for Mary Therese, Mary Ann was just Mary Ann, Elizabeth for her middle name, Celeste for her middle name… and I can’t think of the other two.” Marie stopped at the landing. “This floor is mine.”
“The whole floor?”
“Each floor is an apartment.” Marie keyed in a code, and then she turned two locks. “Oh! Kate! The other two sisters, twins, were Kate and Frankie, short for Mary Catherine and Mary Frances.”
She opened the door and stepped aside, sweeping one arm out in a gesture of welcome. “Welcome to my home. Would you like a sandwich, salad, or sex?”
Kaelee stepped over the threshold and pushed her bag to the sideas Marie closed the door and locked it. “Would it be rude to ask for all three?”
“As long as you don’t want them at the same time, that’s fine.” Marie stepped up to her and tilted her chin upward, seeking a kiss, which Kaelee happily bestowed.
Kissing her feels right.
The intrusive thought made Kaelee decide to skip over the softness they were drifting toward. She slid both hands along Marie’s spine and over the curves of the gorgeous woman in front of her, stopping when she had two handfuls of firm ass in her palms.
Marie pushed her hips forward and straddled Kaelee’s thigh. Her dress parted in the process, and Kaelee pulled back.
“I have one spare pair of trousers, and as much as I want to have you up against me, I can’t walk around with that kind of perfume on my jeans, darlin’. So tell me, are you really not wearing knickers under there?”
With a laugh Marie flipped her skirt up. “No.”
“Lord have mercy. Keep that dress right like that.” Kaelee stepped past her and walked over to the kitchen. She washed her hands and looked back at Marie. “I’m not touching something that pretty until any germs from the train and taxi are off my hands.”
“Oh.”
Kaelee gestured at the kitchen table. “How sturdy is this?”
“Sturdy,” Marie said with a breathier voice.
That decided everything that mattered just then. Kaelee crooked her finger and pointed at the table. “There. Now.” When Marie didn’t move instantly, Kaelee pulled the chair out. “Come join me. I’m not so sure aboutrealexhibition, but… I’m happy to put you on display right here. Does that work for you?”
Marie nodded. “Yes, please.”
“Such a polite girl, aren’t you?” Kaelee watched as Marie swallowed. “And you like praise.”
“Yes.” Her cheeks pinked slightly at the admission.
“And punishment?”
“I don’t know,” Marie confessed as she stepped up onto her dining room chair like it was a ladder. Kaelee kept her there, standing on a chair in the midday sun with her skirt hiked up and her pussy exposed.
“What if someone can see in your windows?” Kaelee glanced over. There were thin shutters, so it was unlikely. “Do you think they are looking at you? Watching you?”
“I’d be fine with it,” Marie admitted. She paused before adding, “I’d like it. You can open the blinds.”
Kaelee did so. “What else do you like?”
“I liked the orgasm denial thing you let me do with you last time. Watching you like that was sexy,” Marie admitted. “And you talking to me the way you do. I like that.”
“So praise, exhibition, and one of us not being entirely in control,” Kaelee surmised as she stroked a hand along Marie’s bare legs. “That’s what the remote control was about.”
Marie nodded, already trembling.
“And you like this, don’t you? Me staring at you? Making you wait?” Kaelee thought about all the things that weren’t as possible in one-night-only encounters. Maybe friends with benefits was exactly what she needed. She already instinctively trusted Marie. With time, Kaelee was sure she could lower a few boundaries with her. The thought of that sent a flash of heat throughout her body. “If we’re going to do this semi-regularly, we can explore some things.”
“If you want.” Marie stared down at her.
