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  She flips us over so that she is on top, and then with one last flick of her tongue she pulls away from me and stands up. I sit up and look at her desperately. But she just takes a step back and pulls her shirt over her head. I follow her lead and do the same then pull my bra down and unhook it. Next, she kicks off her heels and unbuttons her jeans, shimmying them down her thin but muscular legs. I go to do the same, but she stops me and kneels down in front of me. Putting her hands on my knees she spreads my legs than scooches in between them. Leaning forward she kisses my stomach right above my belly button causing my muscles to contract.

  "You have the sexiest abs," she whispers as she drags her tongue up my stomach and over the indentations of my muscles.

  "Does it hurt?" she asks as she traces lightly over the black and purple bruising near my ribs.

  "A little," I wince.

  "I'll try to be careful," she softly states as she moves over and licks the other side.

  I lean back on my hands and watch her wild curly haired head kiss and lick all over me up to my sternum and between my tits. My hand moves to the back of her head and I tangle my fingers in it tugging it slightly as I pull her head up to kiss me. As her tongue dances over my lips and twirls around my tongue, she reaches up and undoes my pants, forcing me to lift up as she tugs them down until they get stuck on my ankles. She pulls back and allows me to lean down to untie my work shoes and kick them off. Her hands go to the outside of my bare thighs and caresses them as she says, "So what do you like?"

  "I don't know. What do you like?"

  "I'm not sure either. I like everything. But I don't know what I like with you. I mean you've already made me break my own rules about sex on the first date so I think we should just explore. See what happens. Maybe start with a sixty-nine? What do you think about that?"

  My heart is racing out of my chest. I'm scared out of my mind but I want this more than anything. I want to touch her and taste her and feel her and I want to make her cum, but I'm afraid I won't know how. Should I tell her? Or should I just go for it?

  "Do you want to sit on my face?" I ask boldly.

  She laughs wickedly before kissing my mouth with lots of tongue.

  "You're dirtier than I thought. Come here," she demands as she stands up and pulls her underwear off. I do the same and then she leads me to the bed.

  "On your side," she directs and waits before laying down next to me facing the opposite direction. "Less strain on your neck this way," she says as she winks at me.

  Her legs are open as I rest my cheek on her thigh and stare at her pussy. I have no idea where to begin. Her pubic hair is almost nonexistent with just a fine strip across the mound. Her lips are swollen and wet and they are just slightly open revealing her little clit which is just peeking out of its hood. I imagine it is similar to mine so I wait to see where she starts. Her first move is to spread open my lips and press her finger into my clit pushing it around a bit. I turn my head and bite her thigh as she does this causing her to yelp just a little bit. I lick where I bit, soothing her skin, as she uses her hand to push my mound back and flick my clit with just the tip of her tongue.

  I moan as I try to focus, and decide to just go for it, licking across her slit, stopping at her clit, and swirling my tongue up and down on it. She tastes so good. Slippery and so wet, it's easy for me to develop a rhythm. Harder and faster I suddenly get carried away and suck her clit a little too hard between my teeth causing her to yelp. I immediately pull back and just lick it gently apologizing to her with my mouth instead of my words. I'm afraid if I stop she will stop and that's just not an option right now. I am so close as she is working her fingers into me in rhythm with her mouth and I tremble as she pushes up and hits what I can only assume is my G Spot.

  My senses are in overdrive as I smell her sex and hear the sounds of her fingering me and eating me as I feel the sensations of her fucking me with her mouth and fingers. It's so hard to concentrate, but as she begins pushing her hips up into my face I can only assume that I am doing something right so I continue to manipulate her clit with my tongue as I work two fingers into her pussy.

  Suddenly she pushes into my mouth harder and then shudders as I realize she is orgasming. Feeling very proud of myself I continue licking her and touching her until she pulls herself back indicating she's had enough. It only takes her a minute though before she is back to work on me and redoubles her efforts to make me cum. And then I do. Exploding, seeing stars, as I feel my clit twitch and my whole pussy contract as I feel a liquid rush out of me. Did I just pee? Oh my God. I'm so mortified. But she doesn't pull away. Does she like pee? Jesus Christ. What is wrong with her? What is wrong with me? I bring my hands up over my face unable to look at her, but still trembling from my orgasm.

  "Looks like we have a squirter here," I hear her finally say.

  "A what?"

  "A squirter, baby. You just came in my mouth."

  I finally manage to look at her and she is licking her lips and as much of her chin as she can reach. It is wet and glistening and I feel a twinge of embarrassment again.

  "I am so sorry," I apologize.

  She moves down the bed and pushes me on my back as she lays next to me.

  "For what? They write "How To..." books for women to do that. You did it without even trying. You should be happy," she laughs.

  "That was my first time."

  "Well, lucky me."

  "No, that was my first time. Like ever."

  "With a woman?"

  "Yeah," I say embarrassedly.

  "Wow."

  "That bad?"

  "Well, you made me cum and then you squirted. I'd say you did pretty well for yourself for your first time. Wouldn't you?"

  "I guess so."

  "You guess so? Bullshit. I'd love to see how you do on your second try."

  "Well, why don't we find out?"

  Chapter Two

  Elena

  It's 3:15 AM when I hear my phone buzz. I look down and see Sam still sound asleep, tucked under my arm with her head on my chest. Carefully, and slowly, I reach over and look at my phone. I sigh heavily as I see three missed text messages:

  2:07 AM – Timothy: Is it done? Call me.

  2:28 AM – Timothy: I need to hear back from you soon or I assume the deal is off. You need to call me.

  3:13 AM – Timothy: If I don't hear back from you in the next 30 minutes I assume you have failed and I'll have to find someone else to get the job done. Call me STAT.

  "Fuck," I mutter as I carefully move my arm out from under her and then make my way to the bathroom.

  I lock the door then put the toilet seat down and sit. Punching in the numbers I wait anxiously for him to pick up.

  "I've been waiting for your call. You should not keep me waiting. It's not good for you to keep me waiting."

  "Yeah, well I got caught up in something. But it's done."

  "Good. Check your bank account."

  I press the home button on my phone and put him on speaker as I pull up my banking app:

  DATE DESCRIPTION WITHDRAWLS DEPOSITS BALANCE

  10/01/2010Beginning Balance $314.97

  10/02/2010Check No. 1300 $170.89 $144.08

  10/02/2010Payroll Deposit$2319.72 $2463.80

  10/02/2010Mortgage$1278.29 $1885.51

  10/02/2010Assisted. Living$6570.00 -$4684.49

  10/03/2010External Deposit$500,000 $495,315.51

  "Holy shit," I say a little too loudly.

  "That's for the phone. You get the rest when we get the file. You have six weeks to get it. After that, the deal is over."

  "Six weeks? How am I supposed to do that?"

  "There is a half a million dollars on the line here. You're the hacking expert. Figure it out."

  "God damn it!" I say as I bang my fist into the wall. "Shit!"

  Swinging the door open I come face to face with Sam.

  "Shit! Hi! Did I wake you?"

  "No, I was up. What was that about?"

  "Not
hing. It's fine."

  "You hit the wall. That didn't sound like nothing..."

  "I’m sorry about that. My mother fell out of bed going to the bathroom. She's fine but they have to call. It’s part of their procedure."

  "That's it?"

  "That's enough don't you think?"

  "True, but she’s okay?"

  "Yeah, just a little banged up," I said quickly trying to change the focus. "How's your arm?"

  "It's, uh... it's bleeding. Holy shit would you look at that!"

  "Why don't you bring that fine ass in here so I can fix you up?"

  "You can fix me up?"

  "Yes, ma’am! I spent thirteen weeks as an EMT when I first got here. Busy job. Too much for me. Quite the change from the school teacher that’s for sure, but it paid the bills for a little while."

  "I would say! There are so many sides to you Miss Elena Roberts. I'd love to see them all."

  "You probably only want to see most of them. There are some parts that no one should ever see. And I like to leave a little mystery."

  "And I like to solve them."

  "Come on, let's get you cleaned up. Then maybe we can have a little bit of wine to go with that cheese you just provided," I laugh as I playfully slap her ass as she walks by me.

  Chapter Three

  Sam

  "Well, you didn't pop your stitches so that's good. I should have been more careful with you but I just couldn't help myself. Can you forgive me?" she asks as she leans in to kiss me.

  "You're forgiven. And PS: It was worth it," I laugh.

  She uses a wet facecloth to gently clean the blood from my skin and then begins redressing it with gauze and tape. I watch her every movement entranced by her.

  "You're very good with your hands," I say absentmindedly and then burst into laughter as I realize what I just said.

  "So I've been told." She winks at me and I feel my middle throb.

  "You never told me what you do for work. I hope I'm not keeping you up too late..."

  "You are. But I don't mind. I actually have two jobs. I work for the tech company Juniper Davies, and I write part-time for the magazine Computerworld. I took a few vacation days so I'm off until Monday. And my deadline for the magazine isn't until the fifteenth."

  "Juniper Davies? Fancy! What do you do there?"

  "Just some consulting. Mostly boring techie stuff. Stuff that would bore you to tears most likely," she says as she finishes taping my bandage. "There. All better. I'll give you a couple of pain relievers. That's gonna hurt in the morning."

  She walks over to the medicine cabinet and takes out a bottle of pills.

  "Beautiful and smart. Are you the total package or what?"

  "I have my flaws," she states as she hands me two pills.

  "Don't we all?"

  "Enough about me. How about you? You're a cop. You're single. And you have a son. What else is there to know?"

  "Uh, I have a pretty complicated past, but my present is rather boring. I work and take care of my son. That's about it. I'm grateful for nights like these when my mom can take him because while I love him more than my own life, between him and work, some days are really tough."

  "What about his father?"

  "Um, he's dead. He died. About six months back."

  "Open mouth insert foot. I'm so sorry Sam. I shouldn't have asked," she says apologetically.

  "No. It's okay. I'm just now finally able to say that without bursting into tears so that's progress."

  "Do you mind if I ask what happened? You can say no and tell me to mind my business. I would understand."

  "No, it's okay. He, uh...he, um...was killed in the line of duty. And he was one of my best friends. We only slept together the one time but that was enough to make Travis. I was far drunker than I was tonight, like half a bottle of whiskey by myself drunk, and I was trying to convince myself that I didn't really like women. It didn't really work out too well as you can tell. And he wasn't a one night stand. I wasn't bullshitting about putting out on the first date," I laugh. "I purposely 'seduced' him."

  "I believe you," she says laughing with me.

  "I don't know why I'm telling you all this. We just met, but you're just so easy to talk to."

  "I feel the same way. And I'd love to hear about your complicated past some time."

  "It's actually rather boring. I like my present much better."

  "Still, I wouldn't mind hearing about it. I can't imagine there's anything that's boring about you."

  "Yeah, well let's leave a little mystery. We can't reveal all the first night. Then what would there be left?"

  "Hot sex and multiple orgasms?"

  "Let's just go to bed," I laugh.

  "Lead the way woman."

  The way she says the word “woman” makes my pelvic region tingle and I pull her into a deep kiss before taking her hand and going back to bed.

  --

  I wake up on my stomach and I feel her kissing my shoulder. I sigh contentedly as I feel her move over me careful not to put her full weight on me.

  "Good morning," I whisper as I feel her slide her tongue down my spine and I whimper.

  "Good morning," she says dragging her tongue back up. She pushes my legs open then moves over to kneel between them.

  I bury my head in my arms as I enjoy the feel of her mouth, tongue, and hands touching every inch of my back.

  Then, as her hands settle on my hips, her mouth moves lower. Over my left ass cheek, licking and biting the skin, and then over the right one doing the same thing. She does this several times before kissing the top of my ass then dragging her tongue down my asscrack all the way to my clit. She lingers on my clit for just a second before moving back up stopping at each hole to lick and prod. I grab the sheets as she lingers longer than expected at my second hole. I've never even thought of that as an option and it makes me squirm. It gives me a weird feeling in my belly and an ache in my pussy, one of forbiddenness and total intimacy. She licks over the puckered skin, tickling it with the tip of her tongue as I feel her fingers push into my clit, pulling it in tight circles, and her thumb enters my pussy. I begin moving my hips as my breathing catches in my throat. It feels so dirty, so sexy. What is she doing to me? She is stimulating all of me and I feel so overwhelmed. I pull the sheets up and bite them to keep from screaming out as I tremble and shake into the most intense orgasm of my life. Swirling her tongue one more time, she dips down and laps at the liquid leaking out of me. And finally, she wraps her lips around my clit and gives it a few sucks and licks as I try to calm down from my orgasm. But this just stimulates me more as I feel another one building and in just minutes my body is shaking. She continues sucking me until I can't take anymore and then moves up next to me. She reaches out and smooths my hair back from my sweaty face.

  "What was that?" I ask feeling a little overwhelmed.

  "I don't know. I've never done that before. You have a gorgeous ass and I just wanted to lick all of you. Was it bad?" she asked concerned.

  "I definitely did not say that," I laugh. "It was just...different. I liked it."

  "Good. Me too. I like all of you."

  "And I like all of you," I say as I lean over and kiss her. Slowly I push her on her back then move down her body with every intention of returning the favor.

  --

  It's 11:30 by the time we shower and get dressed. I have some spare clothes in my bag thankfully. Nothing fancy: just some grey sweatpants, a white tee shirt, and sneakers in case I wanted to work out.

  "Are you headed home," she asks as I tie my sneakers.

  "Well, my mom is keeping Travis again tonight. And I'm ...well, I'm pretty starving actually. And I was wondering if you'd want to go to breakfast?"

  "But it's lunchtime..."

  "So how about brunch?"

  "I thought you'd never ask."

  We walk back to The Gossip Grill to get my car, walking close together, slightly bumping each other, but neither of is bold enough to take the other's hand
which seems silly after what we spent the night and morning doing. I guess in the light of day and out in the open it was a little more intimidating. I wasn't even exactly sure what we were doing. I just knew that I didn't want to leave her yet, and the vibe I was getting was that she didn't want me to leave either.

  "Ah, the scene of the crime," she says as we approach the parking lot and it's here that she finally interlocks her hand with mine.

  "I don't know about a crime, but there was some definite sinning going on," I state knowingly.

  "Well, you were praying to God so you're good." And we both break into a fit of laughter.

  "That wasn't until after. You're such a goof!"

  "Yeah, but I made you laugh so I guess we're a good match."

  We both continue to laugh lightly, but eventually, that quiets as an awkward silence falls between us. As we reach the car she goes to the passenger side as I open the trunk and put my work bag in then go to the driver's side.

  "What are we doing?" I ask before opening the car door. I put my hands on the roof of the car and look at her.

  "What do you mean? I thought we were getting brunch?"

  "No. I mean what are we doing?"

  "Well, I'm having a good time. How about you?"

  "That's not what I meant and you know it," I state seriously.

  I say this as I unlock the car and climb in. She enters the car right after me.

  "Why do we have to define it right now? Can't we just go with the flow? It's so early in the game, but I'd say we're doing alright so far. Wouldn't you?" she asks.

  "I would say yes. But I'm a little too old for games."

  "And so am I. You know what I meant. Look, I'm not just looking for fun if that's what you're asking. This isn't typical behavior for me. When I saw you last night...you took my breath away. No bullshit. And...I just...I just like you. A lot. And I like being with you. A lot. Can't that be enough for now?"