I dare you to stop me

"There’s my girl. Domestic today?” Tina threw her bag on the kitchen table and took in the sight. Kerry was sheathed in a messy apron. Her hair was speckled with flour, her face flush from the oven heat.

“Don’t make jokes,” Kerry sighed. “I am so beat and so ready to stop playing Betty Crocker.” She ran her tiny hands through red, springy curls and sighed. “No wonder all those women went out and joined the work force. Who could keep up with doing this kind of shit day in and day out?”

Tina laughed and opened the fridge. “Dare I ask what’s for dinner or will you whip me with a wire whisk?”

“We’re ordering in and I can whip you with the whisk after I’ve had a glass of wine.” She gave a tiny smile. The kind of smile that always twisted Tina’s heart almost painfully. She looked like a pixie. A magical being. Tina felt a familiar warm flush spread through her.

“Come here.” It came out rougher than she intended. Her voice darkened by the sudden arousal. Then Kerry was in her arms and she forgot to apologize for being brisk. Instead she focused on the plump warm lips that met hers. She nipped Kerry’s lower lip gently and pulled her flush against her body. She smelled like cinnamon and butter. And sex.

“What’s this? What’s gotten into you?” The words escaped on a nervous little giggle but there was something underneath, hidden in Kerry’s soft voice. An unspoken plea for more.

“Maybe I just want to hold you? Or maybe…” Tina trailed one finger around a tiny erect nipple. “I just want to fuck you.” The gasp that sounded in her ear created a warm rush of moisture between her legs. “Is that a yes, darling?”

“I’m not done. I have so much to do. I have to get all of these cakes done tonight. The bake sale is tomorrow and the money is so important.” The torrent of words fell on Tina’s ears but she was listening to the whisper of what was underneath. Yes. I want to . I want you to fuck me.

“Too much,” Tina cooed, smoothing Kerry’s impossible curls back behind her ears. “You take on too much. You have to rule the world or you’re not happy.”

“But the kids. They count on me.”

“You’re just one person. Others work for the Inner City Youth Connection. Others who care just as much as you. It’s possible to take a little time for yourself,” Tina smiled and traced Kerry’s delicate cheek bone with her finger. “You’ll be energized. You’ll be better for it.”

Kerry’s blue eyes showed worry and fear. And need. It was the need Tina focused on. She pressed herself breast to breast with Kerry, her hands smoothed soothing circles over Kerry’s perfect ass. “I’m taking matters into my own hands if you won’t be reasonable.”

“What? How?”

Without a word Tina untied the apron ties at her neck and waist. Then she gently but deftly spun the smaller woman in her arms. “For once you’re going to relinquish control.”

Kerry jumped in her arms. All fluttery movements and swishing lean limbs. Tina wrapped her in a stronger hold and pulled Kerry roughly against her. Her heart beat mercilessly in her chest and an aching need had flowered in her very center. She needed Kerry but she would never hurt her. “Tell me no. Tell me to absolutely stop this minute and I will,” she whispered directly into Kerry’s ear. Kerry had gone still, only the rapid rise and fall of her chest moved beneath Tina’s arms. “I love you more than anything. Tell me to stop and I will.” Tina slid her hand down Kerry’s flat belly, feeling the hard nub of the barbell she wore in her navel. She slid her fingers slowly along the waistband of the low rider jeans, probed tentatively with one finger. She felt the gentle softness of the red down hiding under the denim. She waited there. Waited for an answer........to be continued :p