CHAPTER 10
Stella could not believe that Violet had actually shown up.
She also still couldn’t believe that she’d told Violet about her revelation that, she supposed, she’d always known about.
It had been just something to say to possibly annoy or frustrate Violet, which, at the time, had seemed like fun.
Telling Violet that she was going to be at Buddy’s so that she could avoid her had also been a bit of a fun moment for her.
She’d wanted to see what Violet would do with that information, and she’d expected her to do nothing, to avoid going to Buddy’s, to stay home and maybe think about the fact that Stella had told her that she’d wanted to sleep with her back in Amsterdam.
Stella hadn’t even had real plans to go to the bar, so she’d asked Jen if she wanted to grab a drink.
They’d arrived around six-thirty, so by the time she’d noticed Violet, Jen had already been thinking about leaving, which had given Stella the chance to follow Violet out of the bar.
“She’s here,” she had muttered to Jen.
“Where?”
“Don’t look,” she’d instructed, and Jen had remained still. “She’s behind you, so it would be obvious if you looked at her. I want to see what she does.”
“What is with you two? I am so confused by this.”
“You know how sometimes you don’t really like someone, but part of the reason is the sexual tension?”
“No, but that sounds amazing.”
“I think part of what drove me so crazy about her back then was that I wanted to just, I don’t know, bring her down off her pedestal.”
“And what, fuck her?”
“Yup.”
“So, you invited her here tonight to do what, exactly? Continue this weird thing you two have where you hate each other until maybe you sleep together?”
“I didn’t invite her. I just told her I’d be here so that she wouldn’t show up because she comes here sometimes, too. It was a test, I guess; to see if she’s interested.”
“In having sex with you?”
Violet had looked at Stella then, and Stella hadn’t been able to tear her eyes away.
She’d been able to tell that Violet had held her gaze very intentionally and likely hadn’t wanted to pull away as a challenge to Stella.
She’d shown up and had stared Stella with those sexy eyes that Stella had stared at earlier that day in the coffee shop.
“Had she been single then, I think I would’ve told her that we should just get it out of our system.”
“Stella, she might be a customer, right?”
Stella had had to look away and looked at Jen instead.
“I doubt it, but I don’t know. Either way, it’s like I can’t stop thinking about what could’ve happened then and what I think might happen now.” She had watched Violet stand. “Shit. She’s leaving.”
“She just got here,” Jen had noted.
“Yeah, she does that. Can you get this one, and I’ll pay next time?” she’d asked of their drinks.
“Yeah, sure,” Jen had replied. “And I’ll choose not to be offended by the fact that you invited me here to eye-fuck another woman and maybe sleep with her.”
“Sounds great. Have a good night,” Stella had said on her way out.
Now, she had Violet Russell pressed to the wall of the local bar, and their lips were doing battle in the best way.
The kiss was all heat, passion, and maybe a little hate.
She bit Violet’s lower lip – not too hard, but just hard enough to let Violet know that she wanted to take the lead – but Violet didn’t give in; not until Stella pressed her thigh between Violet’s legs and began rocking into her.
Then, she got distracted, opened her mouth to maybe protest or possibly moan, and Stella took control.
She slipped her tongue between Violet’s lips and met Violet’s own, letting them dance together while one of her hands moved to Violet’s pants.
She pulled Violet’s shirt from them and ran her hand up and under it until she had a full breast, covered by what was undoubtedly an expensive bra, to massage, which she did.
“We can’t…” Violet let out when Stella’s lips moved to her neck.
“Why not?” she asked and nipped at the flesh she found there. “You told me to unwind you.”
“I didn’t mean here. We can’t here. Cars are… driving by.”
“Where do you want to go?”
“Your place. I have roommates,” Violet replied.
“But I’m touching you now, and I don’t want to stop.”
“Stella…” Violet said and gave her a gentle push.
Stella’s hand was still under her shirt, though, so when Violet pushed her back, Stella’s arm got caught, and a few of the buttons that had been holding the shirt together landed on the ground at their feet.
“Shit,” Violet said, pulling her shirt together.
“Don’t bother. I’m just going to take it off you anyway. Come on.” She took Violet’s hand. “Did you drive? I took an Uber.”
“My car’s around the corner.”
Stella more pulled Violet by the hand than they were actually holding hands, and when they got to Violet’s car, she let go so that Violet could unlock it.
They got in, and something hit Stella then.
They could stop now, end it with a hot kiss, and she could just go back inside and hang out with Jen.
Maybe that was what they should do. Stella hadn’t ever been a one-night stand kind of woman, and she was pretty certain that Violet wasn’t that kind of person, either, but here they were.
Violet was starting the car, pulling into traffic, and asking Stella for directions.
Stella gave them and moved her hand to Violet’s thigh, sliding it up and down, not wanting to lose the contact they’d had against the wall or their momentum during their twenty-minute drive.
She stared at Violet the whole way to her house, moving her hand closer and closer to where she wanted it, before she cupped Violet over her very nice pants, and Violet gasped.
They were in Stella’s driveway now and so close to being inside the house, but she couldn’t wait any longer.
She pushed open Violet’s ruined shirt, cupped her breast under the bra, and pulled it out.
“What are you–” Violet started but didn’t actually finish her sentence because Stella leaned over and pulled her nipple into her mouth. “Oh, wow…” Violet added and leaned back to give her better access.
Stella’s hand was still cupping Violet, so she dragged her index finger up and down slowly while she continued to suck on the hard nipple.
“Let’s… go… inside,” Violet whispered.
“But I like it here,” she said, licking Violet’s nipple before she pulled it back into her mouth.
“I thought you wanted to fuck me against a wall.”
Stella stopped then, loving how that sentence sounded coming out of Violet’s mouth.
She looked up at her, squeezed Violet’s center as she looked directly into Violet’s eyes, and then got out of the car.
Violet followed, and when Stella went to unlock her front door, she noticed that Violet had walked up to the house with her breast still hanging out of her bra.
Seeing that turned Stella on like crazy.
She practically yanked Violet into her house, closed the door behind them, locked it, and pulled Violet down the hall into her bedroom, where she pressed her up against the wall next to her dresser.
Violet had been the one to hastily remove her jacket and toss it to the floor.
Stella helped her get her shirt off, and Violet reached behind her back to remove her bra while Stella, unable to wait again, unbuttoned Violet’s pants and slipped her hand not only inside them, but also inside Violet’s underwear.
Violet, naked from the waist up now, put her head back against the wall, and Stella kissed her hard while she stroked her fast because she needed to make Violet Russell come right now.
Maybe she’d needed to make her come all along.
“Say something you would’ve said back then,” she instructed as she flicked Violet’s clit over and over.
“What?”
“You called me annoying in class once because I argued with your business proposal.”
She bit down on Violet’s neck.
“Oh, fuck,” Violet let out. “You’re always annoying. You’re a know-it-all, Stella Ross.”
“Yeah, tell me what you think of me.”
She lowered her fingers down to Violet’s entrance and held them there.
“You’re annoying me now. Jesus Christ! Just fuck me, Stella.”
Stella was about to go inside her, but before she could, Violet was shifting.
Stella didn’t know why at first until Violet lowered her pants, letting them fall to the floor, and kicked her heels off.
When the pants were pushed aside, no longer in the way, Stella looked down at Violet’s body, but she only allowed herself a moment because she needed to be inside her.
She pushed into Violet and moved her other hand to the outside of Violet’s thigh, lifting her leg off the floor and holding on to it as she thrust inside her.
“Yes!” Violet said, her head back against the wall again, and Stella saw her mouth open wide and remain that way.
A flush crept up Violet’s skin, and Stella licked along its edge with her tongue, following the pink until it landed at Violet’s cheeks when she moved in for another kiss.
She pushed in deeper and deeper and moved faster and harder until Violet’s muscles contracted around her fingers, and Stella pulled out of the kiss to watch Violet’s face and hear her sounds as she came hard against her hand.
“Oh, my God,” Stella said, thinking this was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
Violet Russell was coming at her touch right in front of her, with Stella still holding her leg in the air. She dropped it a moment later and pulled out of her abruptly just as Violet came down most of the way.
“What the–”
“Hold on,” she said and knelt in front of Violet, pulling down on the only remaining article of clothing on her body.
Then, she lifted that same leg again over her shoulder and didn’t hesitate. She licked her hard.
“Oh, yes,” Violet said.
Stella smirked before she licked her again.
Violet tasted sweet, which seemed right somehow.
Stella loved it in spite of herself and continued to lick her over and over, waiting to see what Violet would do.
When she just continued to stand there, hopefully enjoying herself, Stella looked up at her.
Violet’s eyes were closed, and she was holding on to her bottom lip with her teeth.
The woman was clearly holding back, and while that was sexy, Stella thought it would be even sexier for her to let it all go.
“Vi?”
Violet looked down at her.
“Put me where you want me. Tell me what you want me to do. I’ll do it.”
Violet swallowed. Stella watched it happen and had to swallow herself at the sight of it before she pushed her tongue against Violet’s clit, pressing the tip to it and rolling it around and around until Violet’s eyes darkened and her hand moved to the back of Stella’s head.
“Make me come,” Violet said.
It wasn’t exactly what Stella had been hoping for, but it was enough.
She wrapped her lips around Violet’s clit and sucked.
She pulled her into her mouth and let her go before she did that over and over again.
Violet’s hips began to rock into Stella’s mouth, and Stella groaned so that Violet would know that she liked that.
Before she could get a new grip on Violet’s clit, though, her shoulders were pushed back, and she landed on her ass.
Violet walked over her a little, and Stella smirked up at her.
“Tell me,” she said.
“Lie down,” Violet ordered.
Stella lay down on her own bedroom floor, not caring about the cold hardwood under her, and Violet put one of her legs on either side of Stella’s shoulders.
Then, she lowered herself down over Stella’s face, and it was more than a fantasy come to life.
Stella gripped her by the hips and pulled Violet’s clit back into her mouth.
Violet rocked against her face, and after a few minutes of Stella’s licks and sucks, Violet’s hands were on the floor in front of her, and she was riding Stella’s face hard.
Stella didn’t care. This was what she’d been picturing earlier that day, after Violet had left the coffee shop.
She’d wanted her. She’d wanted her badly, and now, she got to have her.
When Violet came, Stella held her in place, not letting her move away and sucking until Violet finally begged her to stop and Violet’s tremors had her shaking over her face.
Stella watched it happen before she slid her hand down to her jeans and unbuttoned them.
She unzipped them next and slipped her hand inside, coating her fingers in her own wetness.
She wanted to keep her hand there. She wanted to stroke herself until she came, and she knew that it wouldn’t take long, but instead, she brought her fingers up and held them out.
Violet was still on all fours, with her center hovering over Stella’s face, so Stella reached her arm back and, without being able to see it, she felt it.
Violet sucked her fingers into her mouth and let her tongue play with them while she tasted Stella.
“Fuck, Vi. I need you,” she admitted, feeling the hard pulse between her legs and wondering if she’d even be able to hold on for more than a few strokes.
Violet shifted off her, moving to Stella’s side, and she wasted no time.
Stella was still fully dressed, but Violet slid her hand into her underwear and rubbed her hard and fast. She moved on top of Stella and kissed her hard, taking back the control that she clearly craved.
She flicked and stroked, and Stella spread her legs farther apart to give her better access.
“I want to unwind you, too,” Violet told her before she pushed inside her.