“I want to kiss every inch of your body,” she whispered.
Well maybe it wasn’t a whisper but with her mouth around my breast and the blanket over her head, sounds were muffled. I shoved the blanket down, partly because I was suddenly feeling very warm and partly because I wanted to see what she was going to do next.
Livi kissed her way down my torso, taking time to lick along my bottom ribs and circle her tongue around my belly button. She was moving maddeningly slow and when I couldn’t take it anymore, I shoved her head in the direction of where I needed her.
“Impatient, huh?” she chuckled against my belly.
“One of us already got to come,” I reminded her pointedly.
She laughed again but moved lower, settling between my legs much as I’d been with her a little while ago. She licked me from bottom to top a few times, dipping her tongue in between my folds, then shifted back up my body.
“I can’t get enough of these,” she said, going right back to my breasts.
I made a sound of protest but shut up as soon as she moved her hand between my thighs. She gave my mound a little squeeze, then went right for my opening, sliding a finger inside. I hadn’t even adjusted to the intrusion before she added a second. Not that I minded, the feeling of fullness was a turn-on all its own.
Livi continued to lavish attention on my breasts while thrusting her fingers in and out. This time her fingers were straight, the next time they were curled, changing it up to keep me guessing and ratcheting up my excitement.
I rolled my hips, riding her hand even while I dug my fingers into her hair, holding her head against my breast. The combination of sensations was driving me crazy. The cool air on my skin. The roughness of the drop cloth beneath us. Those fingers moving in and out of my body. Then Livi bit down hard on my breast, marking my skin with her teeth, and I lost all control.
“Livi! Jesus. Livi!”
Normally it took a while for me to reach orgasm, but after hours – well, weeks – of foreplay my body was primed and ready. I repeated her name over and over as I rode the waves of my release and when Livi finally pulled away, I felt completely limp.
“I can’t move,” I groaned. “I might be dead. Just leave me here, the others will take care of the body.”
She laughed softly, then stood up, giving me the perfect view of her naked body. She was lean but soft, her skin glowing white in the low light.
“I’m going to get us more beer,” she said. “And some chocolate.”
I popped up to sitting.
“There’s chocolate down there too?” I asked incredulously. “I can’t believe the guys have been hiding this from me all this time.”
“Don’t tell them I told you,” she warned. “They’ll find another hiding place for the snacks, and I’ll lose all my credibility with them.”
I shook my head in amusement.
“I won’t say a word,” I promised. “As long as there’s chocolate.”
We ate mini Snickers bars and drank another beer leaning against the wall, bodies pressed together underneath the blanket as we talked until we both grew sleepy. Outside the wind continued to howl, although when we checked the weather app on our phones it said the wind would die down overnight and the rain would lessen too. That would make it easy for someone to come move that tree tomorrow so we could leave.
Although the thought of leaving made me feel almost sad. We’d been in this little cocoon less than eight hours, but it felt like we’d been here for years, and part of me wanted it to go on as long as it could.
Once we were out of here, the real world would intrude on us again. We’d be back to kind-of boss and temporary employee, rich girl and poor girl. As close as I felt to Livi right now, I know this thing had a time limit. She’d go back to her fancy job at her fancy office building, and I’d finish remodeling this Victorian and move onto the next project.
It was a shame really because I loved this house. Loved it more than any other building we’d worked on. But I knew enough about the real estate market to know that once it was remodeled, a restored Victorian mansion on a large plot of land with a private road would sell for millions. Needless to say I didn’t have millions.
“What happens now?” Livi asked a while later. “We can’t go back to the way things were, not after this.”
I thought she’d fallen asleep while I was lost in my own musing.
“I don’t want the guys to know,” I said immediately. “They’ll give me shit about it and I don’t want them to lose respect for me.”
“I doubt they would,” she said. “I haven’t heard one of these guys say a bad word about you. They all say that you’re a fair, dedicated boss who doesn’t ask them to do anything she wouldn’t do herself. They love you.”
“Regardless, I’d appreciate it if we could keep what happened tonight between us.”
“What about when I’m done with my time here?” she asked.
