If You Only Knew (Lovestruck #3) Read online

  “How much have you had to drink? Are you teasing me, or did Mika put you up to this?”

  “Neither.” Tea deposited her hand on Stella’s knee.

  “Are you trying to seduce me? And if you are, why?” she whispered.

  Tea shrugged. “You intrigue me. We had a moment outside, and I want to pursue it. It’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed female companionship.”

  “You’re very honest and to the point,” she declared, her arousal growing, she glanced around the room, worried someone might overhear.

  Tea cupped her chin and looked into her eyes. “You want romance and all that cutesy shit? I’m not that type of person. I see what I want, and I take it. It cuts out all the bullshit. Unless you’re only into guys? I don’t think you are. I’m getting a big lesbian vibe from you.”

  She gaped, speechless. Conversation from the crowd in the front of the gallery filtered back to them. Her feet ached at the thought of walking around in high heels for the rest of the night. She’d rather be alone, surrounded with silence, or with someone who could help her unwind. She couldn’t even remember the last time she’d had an orgasm. Even masturbating had become too much a hassle with her crazy work schedule.

  “Come on, live a little. After tonight, you never have to see me again.” The woman’s mouth brushed her ear.

  Her neck scrunched at the tickling sensation, and her nipples hardened.

  I’ve wanted to do something daring and out of the ordinary, so what’s the harm in spending the next hour in my office with this peculiar, yet attractive character?

  “Okay, Miss Sprite. I call your bluff.” She took out her cell and typed.

  “Sprite? That’s a new one. Who are you texting?” The amused woman glanced at her screen.

  “My assistant.” Her fingers flew over the keyboard. “I’m telling her I’m taking a client up to my office to fill out paperwork for a purchase of one of Mika’s paintings and I don’t want to be disturbed. We should have at least a half hour.”

  “A half hour? I’ll have to work fast.” She sniffed the side of Stella’s throat. “Hm, you smell tasty. Can’t wait to gobble you up.” She stood and held out her arm. “Lead me to your tower, Rapunzel.”

  “You’re fully of witty comebacks, aren’t you?” Rising, she slipped on her shoes then eyed the spunky woman who came up under her nose. She would have to bend down to kiss her or to reach other areas she wouldn’t mind licking or sucking on.

  “Yes, I am.” Tea took her hand. “Just wait until you see what else I can do with this mouth of mine.”

  Her jaw dropped, and before she could respond, Tea boosted up on her toes and brushed her mouth across hers. As she opened her mouth to prolong the kiss, the woman pulled away.

  “Not in public. We want to keep your reputation intact.”

  She shook her head, coming out of her slight daze. “Why do you care what my reputation is like? Unless you’re someone I shouldn’t be seen with in public.”

  “For now, it’s better if we keep things behind closed doors,” Tea nudged her forward.

  She walked toward the stairs up to her office.

  “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” With a quick look over her shoulder, she opened the door and waved Tea ahead of her.

  “At least we have one thing in common.”

  “What’s that?”

  “You’re willing to live a little and take a chance. You don’t have to worry about me being a serial killer or going off the deep end. I’m pretty tame.” Tea released a low whistle. “Well, tame to a point, and then the claws come out, especially when I’m about to come and need something to latch onto.” She strolled up the steps.

  Stella watched the woman amble up the stairs, enjoying the view of the ass in front of her.

  She shut the door behind her and took a deep breath as she walked into a situation that would either have her smacking herself in mortification or sighing in relief she desperately needed.

  * * *

  Kristi wanted the woman behind her so badly she almost stopped right there and pushed J against the wall to go down on her in the shadowy darkness of the staircase. But, knowing her luck, she would probably trip and break her leg or an ass muscle.

  “Why did you stop? Having second thoughts?”

  She peeked over her shoulder and snorted. Ms. Stella J can’t stop staring at my ass. “Nope. I stopped because I was thinking about eating you out here. But I don’t think it’s too safe. We’ll wait until we get to your office where we’ll have more room to move around.”

  Stella’s sputtering made her chuckle, and she rushed up the remaining steps. Stella’s footsteps sped up behind her. She didn’t bother to slow down, and when she walked in a short open hall that overlooked the floor below, she found a brass plate with Stella’s name. Without waiting for permission, she entered the room.

  A small desk lamp lit the room and casted a shadow on the long cherrywood desk in front of a window. After a quick look at the Manhattan skyline, she turned around and leaned against the desk. Stella remained outside the room with her arms at her sides.

  “Are you going to lock up and shut the blinds so we can get started?” She crossed her arms over her chest. Jesus, my tits are killing me. I can’t wait to have J’s mouth tugging and sucking on them.

  Stella rubbed her brow. “You’re very pushy.” She stepped inside and turned the lock. “When’s the last time you got any?” She wandered over to the wide window and closed the blinds. The muffled sounds of music with a soft techno beat vibrated outside.

  “I didn’t know a cello played that type of music,” Kristi joked and moved away from the desk.

  Stella turned around. “The cello was to welcome everyone. Now that it’s later in the night, I thought people would like a more club-type feel. Hopefully they’ll end up staying longer and be liberal with their checkbooks before they leave.”

  Kristi tugged off her scarf and wrapped it around Stella’s waist. Stella spread her hands on top of her shoulders and quirked her lips.

  “Now I have you.” Kristi tilted back her head.

  “You had me before that.” Stella dipped down.

  She cupped Stella’s cheek, and a sexy smile appeared. She couldn’t wait to nibble and lick this adorable blonde’s lips. She bet they tasted as juicy as they looked. “I had you the moment we saw each other outside.”

  She brushed her thumbs over J’s cheeks. A slight blush appeared on them. “Don’t be scared.” She moved her fingers across Stella’s mouth.

  Stella glanced away at the same time her tongue slipped out and brushed the pads of Kristi’s fingers.

  A pleased moan left her mouth and, as she lifted up for a kiss, Stella jerked back. “I’m not scared. Maybe nervous. It’s been a while—”

  “Hush.” She tightened her grip on Stella’s face. “I’ll take care of you. Just relax and I’ll make you feel good.”

  She pressed her lips to Stella’s open mouth, moaning low. When Stella fisted her hands in her hair, she swiped her tongue inside her mouth and stroked. Stella did the same with her tongue, and soon they were devouring each other.

  She whimpered when Stella broke off the kiss.

  “That’s nice,” Stella said. “You have a sweet mouth.”

  Nice? Sweet? She didn’t want to be compared to a lollipop.

  She moved her hands down until she cuddled Stella’s tits. Stella’s head fell back. She planted her mouth on the side of Stella’s neck and rubbed her thumbs over her covered nipples. Oh yeah. These puppies will fit perfectly in my mouth.

  She turned Stella in her arms and stepped forward. A wicked idea popped in her head, and as she continued sucking on the soft skin of her neck and working over her breasts, she backed her into the desk.

  Her breathing hitched and she came in for another kiss, this one with more passion and hunger. Stella’s honeyed taste exploded in her mouth, and she squeezed the aroused woman’s breasts.

  “You’re the sweet one,” she whispered and moved back to gather her thoughts. Removing her trembling hands, she drew her shirt over her head. Shaking her hair to get rid of the static electricity, she unlatched her bra and tossed it on the floor. She kicked it away and dropped her hands on her hips. “Like what you see, J?”

  The woman’s eyes widened. She laid Stella’s hand on her breast while her other one traced Kristi’s right shoulder where a tat of a police shield had been inked.

  “Were you a cop?” Stella turned her slightly to the side to view the tat better.

  A growl left her throat. Damn, this woman was too chatty! Now wasn’t the time to explain her body art or what the shield meant to her. She drew Stella’s hand away from her shoulder and kissed the inside of her palm. Her tongue flicked in between the fingers.

  “Enough with the chitchat. Let’s fuck.” She seized the back of her head and gave her greedy kiss.

  Stella sighed and her perfectly manicured fingernails dug into her breasts. Kristi’s entire body liquefied from the piercing hold, and she bit down on Stella’s bottom lip to give her a taste of her own medicine. The other woman flinched but kept kissing her. Chuckling, she soothed the hurt with her tongue and unfastened Stella’s ruffled blouse.

  She licked and sucked while her tongue brushed the roof of Stella’s mouth. By the time she unbuttoned the shirt and her hands were inside her strapless bra, Stella was half sitting on the desk.

  She tweaked Stella’s nipples, and with a nudge with her hip, shoved her back even farther. “Sit on the top of your desk and lie back,” she ordered.

  She arched her back when Kristi plucked her nipples again. “You’re a bossy little thing. I can have you on laid out on the desk before you can blink.”

  Kristi inner thighs grew slick, and she bit off a moan as the tension built low in her gut. A vision of Stella on her knees, lapping at her swollen folds, made her shudder. “I did promise to make you come first, and I keep my promises. Now lie back on the desk before I lift up your skirt and go to town on you where you stand.”

  “How can a girl refuse when you say it like that?” Stella whispered and hopped onto the desk. Her skirt rode up on her thighs and she spread her legs apart.

  “These fishnet thigh-highs you’re wearing are hot.” She slid her palm on Stella’s knee and circled the lace at the top. Goose bumps popped up on Stella’s skin uncovered by her stockings and the muscles in her legs contracted as she inhaled.

  She moved in closer, and with both palms spread the woman’s legs open for access to the promised land. Stella pushed away the various items on her desk as Kristi helped take off her bra and fancy blouse and palmed her breasts.

  She hooked the chair behind her with her foot and, before she sat, pushed Stella flat on the desk and gave her another kiss. They moaned together as Kristi moved her hand down. She traced around Stella’s flat stomach and flicked the small ring in her belly button. Breaking off the kiss she moved down to scatter kisses on Stella’s chin and throat, her tongue coming out and lapping her chest. She threw aside Stella’s hand and kissed each breast, flicking Stella’s nipple with her the tip of her tongue.

  Stella’s mewls of pleasure had her all hot and bothered. She almost kept her mouth busy on Stella’s breasts while she fingered herself. But she wanted to taste between her legs, lap her mound, and suck on her clit until Stella screamed and lost her voice.

  She continued on her journey downtown, lapped her belly button, and tugged the ring with her teeth.

  “Hurry, I need your mouth on me,” Stella pleaded as Kristi nibbled over her quivering stomach.

  “Name’s Kristi, not Hurry,” she whispered, not caring that she now knew her name. Finally sitting back on the chair, she caressed and molded the silky legs and thighs. They were muscular and toned with not an ounce of cellulite marking them. She sighed, wishing she had legs like these, and lifted Stella’s knee and left a kiss there. Her tongue came out again and wet the stocking as she skimmed her hands up and under the woman’s ass. She caressed her butt cheeks, pleased the globes she admired weren’t as muscular as her legs.

  “You have a great ass,” she purred. “Decide now if you want me to stick my tongue in your pussy or have you bent over this desk and my tongue in your ass instead.”

  Stella balanced on her elbows, her face bright red. “I never had anyone’s tongue near my ass. I’m not sure if you should—”

  She chuckled and nodded. “Okay, tongue in the cooch, then. Lift up your hips so I can take off your underwear.”

  “You have such a crude mouth on you.”

  “Sweetie, I’m ready to explode here.” She dug her fingers in the flesh of Stella’s inner thighs. “Fuck it. I’ll do myself.”

  She tore the thong in two. Without bothering to pull it off, she burrowed under Stella’s skirt. Stella fell back on the desk, and when she lifted up her leg again, Kristi threw it over her shoulder.

  Stella wiggled, and her skirt slid up higher. The desk lamp was bright enough where she got her first sight of the pretty little cunt. Her mound was neatly waxed and trimmed. She was more of a curl-and-bush kind of gal, but the lack of hair suited her horny J. She dropped her mouth on her crotch and inhaled deeply. The sweet scent of arousal filled her nose.

  “Come to Mama,” she murmured, and, with her thumbs, spread apart the creamy folds and flattened her tongue on the middle of the pink flesh.

  Stella cursed loudly and squirmed as Kristi swiveled her tongue back and forth, up and around her clit that grew plumper with each sweep of her tongue. She circled her thumbs on her outer folds and lapped away. When a heel jabbed her in the side of her neck, she pinched her navel in warning. Settling back down, Stella rocked against her, and her legs tensed to match her inner muscles as she sucked her.

  “So good…just as I imagined it would be,” Kristi sighed in approval and stuck her tongue inside to feel the muscles contract.

  “I’m going to come!” Stella pushed her cunt on Kristi’s mouth.

  She continued lapping away as her hands roamed the top of her thighs and legs, juices and perspiration dampening her face. She moved back to catch some needed air and then went in for more.

  Whimpers and breathy exhales helped drown out the thumping music from down below. Stella moaned a few choice curse words that made Kristi dart her tongue deeper inside the slick, welcoming folds. She then opened her mouth wide and French-kissed the drenched pussy.

  Something like a scream came from above her head and she jabbed her tongue in back and forth, going in as far as she could. Stella began to spasm, a sign she was going to come.

  And here we go….

  Stella’s body jerked and then stiffened.

  She stilled, ignoring the sharp pain up the side of her head from her jaw locking, and quickly moved her hand under Stella. Reaching the seam of her ass, she glided a finger along the edge, stroking with care. For now, she would be satisfied with diddling and not breaching that furred hole she longed to worship as well.

  “Oh!” Stella jolted, and, with one last slippery poke near her asshole, she cried out a combination of curses and ohmygod at the top of her lungs.

  Kristi moved back to watch the pussy leak its climax, silently patting herself on the back for a job well done. She swiped a finger over Stella’s cunt and it came away wet. She sucked away the milky fluid from her finger. Sitting back in the chair, she cleaned her front teeth with her tongue and exhaled.

  When Stella quieted, Kristi leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. Stella’s legs were still open, leaving her plump cunt on display. Her inner thighs glistened from her release. Kristi swallowed, wanting to lap her some more. But her jaw and shoulders ached too much. Plus, it was her turn for some tongue and mouth action from blonde bombshell who now barely moved.

  “Still alive up there?” she asked.

  Stella sat up with snarled hair and a shit-eating grin. Her nipples were still hard, and her eyes were glossy. “That was fantastic!”

  “I aim to please,” she responded proudly and tucked her hair behind her ears.

  “Where did you learn to do all that?” Stella wiggled forward until she stood. She took off her ruined thong and pulled down her skirt.

  She waited for Stella to tug both sides of her blouse over her chest, but she pulled it off and threw it over her shoulder then dropped to her knees in front of her and hid her face in the crook of her neck.

  Whoa, what’s up with this?

  She gave Stella’s back a few soft pats. “You okay, J?”

  The well-pleasured women lifted her head and smiled. Her eyes were glossy, her face damp. She sat back on her haunches. “Never better. You have an incredible mouth.”

  She cleared her throat, suddenly feeling bashful. “Thanks.”

  Stella’s smile grew, showing off a set of straight white teeth. Her hands spread across Kristi’s thighs and drifted up her legs until she cupped her. Kristi opened her legs and tightened her hold on the arms of the chair.

  “Now it’s my turn to show you what my mouth can do.” She dipped her head and plucked Kristi’s nipple between her teeth. She tugged on the tight nub, and Kristi hissed. Grabbing Stella’s head, she curved her leg around the woman’s hip and vibrated with the need to have her pussy taken care of. She moved her leg up Stella’s arm in order for her to get the idea to move her face in between her legs and go down on her.

  Stella shifted down to her lap. Kristi arched back, giddy. She couldn’t wait until Stella lapped away her juices and stuck her tongue deep in her—

  Bam!

  “What the fuck was that?” Her heart jumped in her throat.

  Stella straightened and blinked.

  “Stella! We have a problem.” The voice one the other end of the door sounded frantic.

  Kristi groaned and scrunched down in the chair.

  “Give me a second, Juliet,” Stella hollered, pulling her clothes together.

  Kristi dug her fingernails in the arm of the chair and took in deep breaths. She was beyond horny and needed to get off. She sighed in frustration when screams came from downstairs.