8. Frankie
Frankie
I ’d forgotten the way that the most outrageous things would come from Aurora’s mouth. I was pleased to hear that she was bisexual now, and even more pleased to hear that she wanted me, because I wanted her. A lot. Then again, I always had.
We sat in a kind of suspended silence while we waited for the server to box up our food. Aurora insisted on paying the bill, saying she could put it on her expense report, and I certainly wasn’t going to argue with a free dinner. This was Chicago after all. Everything was expensive, especially for someone living on a teacher’s salary.
As soon as our food was packaged up we headed out of the restaurant, walking back to the hotel at a brisk pace. After a brief stop at the store in the lobby to buy bottles of water and a six pack of beer, we headed towards the elevator. We stood side by side, not looking at each other and not talking, as if we were strangers instead of two old kind of friends who were about to have a casual fuck.
I wasn’t kidding when I said I didn’t do relationships. Been there, got the tee shirt with the picture of the broken heart. Two years in a relationship with a cheater had turned me off of any ideas of sticking with the same person long enough to catch feelings.
Knowing that Aurora was only here for one night helped ensure that I’d stay detached, which was good because I was pretty sure that if she lived in the same city as me, I’d be hopelessly in love with her again. Just like senior year of college.
“This is me.”
Aurora tapped her key card against the reader, opening the door to her hotel room and setting the bag with our food on the counter just inside the door. There was a mini fridge underneath, and I put the water and beer inside to keep it cold.
Aurora paused long enough to kick off her shoes, then she grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer to her. My breath hitched in my throat as I looked up into her bright blue eyes. She really was stunning.
Then all thoughts flew from my head as Aurora pressed her lips against mine. They were as soft as I’d always imagined. I wrapped my arms around her waist and popped up on my tiptoes, trying to get closer.
With a grunt of frustration at our height difference, Aurora broke the kiss, turning us around. She grabbed my waist and lifted me onto the desk, kicking the chair out of the way so she could slide her hips between my legs. I opened for her willingly. She scooted closer, grabbing my shoulders and closing the distance between us again. I tightened my thighs against her hips.
This time when our lips met we were on the same level. Aurora tilted her head and slid her tongue along the seam of my lips, demanding entrance. The kiss immediately turned hot, our tongues tangling as we silently fought for control.
She tasted like beer and something uniquely her and I couldn’t believe that after all these years I was finally able to explore my attraction for Aurora. My heart was racing in my chest and my panties, damp since the instant I recognized her over that bowl of Hershey’s kisses, were now soaked.
I grabbed her ass, one cheek in each hand, giving her a squeeze and pulling her closer. Aurora moaned against my lips.
I couldn’t get enough of her. There was none of that typical hesitation or fumbling that often accompanied a first kiss. Even though we were learning each other’s mouths, it almost felt like we’d been doing this forever.
Aurora’s hands shifted from my shoulders, shoving off my jacket, and pulling my blouse out of the waistband of my pants. Then she made quick work of unbuttoning my shirt, shoving that off my shoulders in a heap behind me and leaving me in a plain, white bra. It wasn’t a laundry day bra, but it wasn’t a date with a hot woman bra either. I had been planning to attend a conference, not have a steamy interlude in a hotel with a woman I used to have a crush on.
We continued kissing as Aurora unfastened my bra, revealing my small breasts. She stepped back, looking at them hungrily. They were barely a handful, but they were round and perky. I’d never had any complaints about them. My nipples pebbled under her gaze.
Aurora lowered her head, coming back in for another kiss, but I placed my hand on her sternum, stopping her descent.
“How about we both get naked before we continue?”