Her back was arched deliciously in this position, leaned forward, but still held in place by Brooke’s other hand. Brooke didn’t want the moment to end.“Can I go inside you?” She asked, out of breath for some reason, vaguely aware that she might have been holding it, too busy focusing on Anna reacting to her touch.
Anna bit her bottom lip, stifling a smile as she nodded.“Please, Honey.”
And fuck if that word didn’t drip with a sinful sweetness.
Brooke pressed her fingers lower, burying two in at once. She stilled to let Anna adjust, but in this position, with Brooke wrapped around her like this, Anna had the ability to rock her hips forward, riding Brooke’s fingers at her own pace.
Brooke stayed still, letting Anna take the lead, rolling her body against Brooke’s as she ground onto Brooke’s hand. She felt Anna’s clit against her palm with every thrust, her own body rolling with Anna’s, hypnotized by the cadence of her pleasure. Anna’s words became an unintelligible stream of consciousness, a symphony of yeses and Brooke’s name until her whole body tightened. She throbbed around Brooke’s fingers, pleasure seeping out of her, coating Brooke’s hand.
“Whoa,” Anna whispered, her whole body a little shaky and unsteady in the wake of her orgasm.
“I’ve got you,” Brooke said, nuzzling into Anna’s neck. Her hand that had stayed tight on Anna’s stomach, circled her waist now, helping to keep her steady.“I’m gonna ease out of you, yeah?” She pressed a kiss to Anna’s temple.
Anna nodded, her hands on the refrigerator flexing ever so slightly. Anna let out a breath of a laugh.“I almost don’t want to see your hand right now.”
Brooke grinned against her neck. She would never get over just how wet Anna got for her.“I take it that means you don’t want me to wipe my hand on the inside of your underwear?”
“Don’t you dare. We still have to get home,” Anna giggled, pulling Brooke’s hand out of her underwear before Brooke could ruin her panties. Anna froze, her words catching up to them both.“To your place,” she corrected, a fresh blush creeping across her cheeks.
Brooke kissed her cheek, hoping to reassure her that she hadn’t said something wrong. Her heart was soaring.Home. Anna thought of her place as home.“I do have a surprise for you when we get there though.” She kissed the corner of Anna’s mouth.“Don’t let me get too distracted and forget to show you.”
Anna spun in her arms so that she could kiss her properly.“I won’t forget. I can’t wait to see it.”
“Okay, fantasy fornication in your kitchen itch properly scratched?” Brooke asked, feeling playful under Anna’s sex-glazed gaze.
“Yeah,” Anna giggled.“Can you make it until we get home? Or did you have some fantasy at your usual table I don’t know about?”
There it was again.Home. Brooke’s heart might burst.
“Well, I didn’t. But now that you mention it…” Brooke kissed Anna again.“Let me cook up something good. For tonight though, I’d rather get home first. I’m envisioning something in bed, without clothing.”
Anna’s smile could light up the whole city if there was a way to harness its radiance.“Then we better finish up here and get home.”
Chapter Two
Brooke’s leg bounced nervously against the edge of Anna’s kitchen table. Anna was still at her restaurant, completely unaware that Brooke was currently sitting in her kitchen.
Nick’s gaze was far more intense than Brooke had prepared for, honestly. It had felt pretty obvious to her, most of Anna’s clothes had migrated over to Brooke’s apartment over the past six months. What had started as a drawer had turned into two and then half of Brooke’s closet. Most of Anna’s bakeware was now stored neatly in Brooke’s cabinets, and what she hadn’t brought over, Brooke had taken the time to duplicate.
Next had been the key. Brooke had been so nervous to give it to her, she had worried she would pass out. Brooke had cooked them dinner, something she did a few times a week. She knew that Anna loved to cook, but she wanted to make sure Anna also felt cared for in every way, and after long days in her restaurant, Brooke loved to let Anna sit and direct her from a bar stool a few feet away. She also loved getting to kiss Anna in between every step in the directions.
By the time Brooke was clearing their plates for the night, she was an actual drop risk. Anna, the world’s most observant girlfriend, finally broke.“Is everything okay?”
Brooke sat the plates down in the sink and spun quickly.“I think so?” She asked. She knew so. Well, she hoped so.
“You’ve been acting anxious all night, Honey. What’s wrong?” Anna looked concerned, genuinely and truly concerned.
“Um, so. I had something made for you today. But if it’s too soon, you don’t have to accept it. I just, well, I thought that it would make sense.”
“Brooke?” Anna’s eyes widened as she sat up straighter in her seat.
Suddenly Brooke realized that it sounded like she might propose, she quickly shook her head.“Not that crazy.” She let out a nervous laugh.“Trust me, we would have talked about that first. There’s no way my anxiety could handle me not knowing the answer to that before I asked.”
Anna grinned, her nerves seeming to have left her when she learned it was a good surprise that wasn’t a full-blown proposal.“It wouldn’t bethatcrazy,” Anna teased.
Brooke’s mind went blank. One thing at a time. She couldn’t let her thoughts go there. Maybe later, like tomorrow when she was supposed to be working, she would let her thoughts drift to the possibility of getting engaged, and then eventually, married. But tonight, tonight she just had to get through the key.
“Breathe, Honey,” Anna giggled.
