22. Sarah

22

SARAH

Victoria drove us a few minutes to the edge of town. There, a warehouse towered over the other buildings.

"Did you bring me here to murder me?" I teased her.

Rolling her eyes, Victoria turned off the engine and guided me toward the entrance. "Well, I know how much you love design. And as much as it can be work, it's also one of your passions. So I thought I'd show you my favorite hidden gem in the area."

I stopped in my tracks. "After a dinner like that, you want to end this in some weird warehouse?"

Turning on her heels, Vic grabbed my hand with a grin. "Who said anything about ending it here?"

As she walked forward, I followed her lead. The outside of the building gave very few clues as to what was housed inside. But I had a feeling what it might be.

Victoria pushed open the heavy metal door and held it open for me. Motion-activated lights flickered on overhead, illuminating the massive warehouse.

My jaw dropped as I registered aisles upon aisles of tile. Above each stack of labeled boxes sat a small sample of each tile. I gawked, slowly walking forward to scan the display. "A private tile collection? How did I not know this was here?"

Vic shrugged. "I have no idea. But it turns out I have connections here that you don't."

As I whipped around to glare at her, Vic winked and gestured for me to keep walking. Most people probably would have thought tile shopping after a first date was strange or unromantic, but that couldn't have been further from the truth. To me, it felt like a love language I didn't know I had.

We strolled a few aisles in silence, only breaking to point out tiles we liked.

But after a moment of perusing, Vic sidled up next to me. "Any thoughts?"

Shaking my head, I giggled. "It's your bathroom. I'm more interested in what intrigues you."

We kept walking as she spoke. "Like we discussed, I'm a fan of mid-century modern bathrooms. Something funky."

"No white subway tile."

Vic clicked her tongue and chuckled. "Exactly."

When we arrived back at the main walkway, I scanned the top of the massive warehouse storage shelves for the oversized organizational key on each aisle. After reading it for a moment, I knew where to head. I grabbed Vic's hand and led her toward the aisle I was looking for.

As I jogged through the maze of shelves, Vic trailed slightly behind me. My dress flowed around me, swept up in the light wind of my movements. I could feel Vic's eyes on my body, lingering on my ass as I moved.

I slowed when we reached the spot: aisle 37G. There, I started scanning for the right tile. It needed to be something unique, not just in color but in shape too.

We passed dozens of interesting arrangements, and I could see Victoria tilt her head with curiosity at a few of the options. But none made her eyes light up, and I wasn't letting her go home without that look.

"A-ha!" I cheered as we found the ceramic piece I had been envisioning. "What about this?"

Keeping her grip on my hand, Victoria examined the display. It was a jade green tile with a diamond shape. Vic used her free hand to pick up a sample piece and twist it in her hand, letting the light play off of the gleaming surface.

I started to paint the picture for her. "It's a special shape, one you rarely see in a modern bathroom, but it creates clean lines. The shade of green will brighten in the sunlight and darken in the night. I picture it with brushed gold hardware and hanging plants. We could use a wood-top double vanity to bring some warmth."

As I spoke, a smile crept onto Victoria's face. "I love it." She turned to look at me, her breathing steady and calm. Her gaze flicked from my eyes to my lips. If I was honest, I was shocked I hadn't kissed her yet. But there was nothing stopping us now.

Taking a deep breath, Vic closed the distance between us. She wrapped her arm around my waist and pulled me closer as her lips met mine. It took everything in me to hold back the moan that begged to escape my throat.

As we kissed, our tongues played at each other's mouths. I opened my lips slightly, inviting her in. She found my tongue and teased it before receding and letting mine chase hers. I threw my arms over her neck as I pulled her closer, her long fingers pressing into my hips. With each kiss, we grew more desperate.

"Sarah," Vic said when our lips parted. "Are you sure about this?"

Nodding, I met her hazel eyes. The bright lights behind her head created a small halo around her. "Yeah, I'm sure."

Vic smirked and led me back to the main aisle. As we walked, I made a mental note of the tile number for tomorrow once this lusty haze wore off.

At the front of the warehouse, a counter housing a glass display case presided over a small waiting area. Vic turned me toward her, pressing my back into the counter. A moan slipped out of my mouth as the cold of the glass crept through my dress. It was a stark contrast to the warmth of my already soaked panties.

Our mouths hardly parted as Vic placed her arms on the counter behind me, pinning me between them.

I opened my eyes, meeting the fierce yearning in hers.

With a cocky smile, Vic grabbed my thighs and lifted me onto the counter. I whimpered as I landed, not expecting her strength.

"Do you always have this easy of a time getting what you want?" I groaned as she started to kiss my neck. The skin tingled under her touch, a shiver running from my neck down my spine.

Vic lifted her eyes to meet mine. "I don't usually have to be so patient. But you're more than worth the wait." Burying her head back into the crook of my neck, her teeth started to play at my flesh. Light bites sent pulses of anticipation to my center as Vic slid herself between my legs.

As she did, I felt my center tighten under her touch. I needed to feel her inside me, to see what those elegant fingers could do.

She brought her hand to my neck instead and pulled my lips to hers. As we kissed, she lightly thrust her hips into me. There was nothing there, not a strap-on or fingers. But I swore to all that is holy that I could still feel her pressing into me. With each thrust, my breathing grew more shallow.

All I wanted was to feel her. I brought my hand from her back to her center, slowly unbuttoning the trousers. Once I had them open, I slid my fingers up to her chest. The skin was soft and tender. I brought my other hand to the shirt and undid those buttons too, wanting as much of her available to me as possible. Once the dark gray shirt was open, I pushed the fabric off of her chest.

My jaw dropped at the sight of her small, perky breasts. Her nipples were already hard. I cupped each mound and lowered my head, kissing down her chest. My lips teased the puckered flesh, drawing them slowly into my mouth.

"Fuck." Vic moaned as I sucked on her. With her arm around my back, her fingers dug into my soft skin. The fabric of my dress dulled the sting only slightly, but a part of me yearned to feel her full force.

As my mouth worked at her chest, Victoria moved the fabric of my dress off of my legs, letting the leg slit expose my center. Sliding her hands into the opening, she grabbed the sleek black thong that rested on my hips and pulled it out from under the dress.

I whimpered as my pleasure clung to the panties separating from my folds.

Vic laughed from deep in her chest. "I had no idea you'd be this excited." She got down on her knees to guide the fabric over my heels, kissing my feet as she worked.

My head tilted back at the light touch. I was desperately sensitive for her.

Standing back up, Vic brought me in for another kiss. My center pulsed for her, my excitement dripping down the red fabric of my dress. I brought my hand down to her center, grazing over her stomach and past the well-groomed hair just above her slit. Letting my fingers massage her, I was shocked by how hard her clit was.

"Speaking of excited." I groaned as I rubbed her in wide, broad circles.

Vic growled in my ear. "Of course I am, fucking look at you."

The rumble in her chest sent a shiver straight down my spine. As I played with her, Vic cupped my ass with her left hand, gripping the cheek harder as she moaned.

Under my touch, I could feel Victoria's body tensing. Her hips grinded along with my fingers, finding a rhythm as she moaned.

After a moment, Vic took her right hand off the counter and grazed my thighs before settling in the space between them. She found my wet center quickly, not wasting time teasing me. Instead, she sunk her slender fingers into my folds, mirroring the motions my own hand made. But I was denied the satisfaction of her filling me completely.

My ass rubbed against the hard counter Vic had propped me up on, my forehead resting against hers. As she massaged my clit, I could feel her fingers growing slicker.

"Fuck." Vic moaned as she felt how wet she had made me.

I looked down at her muscles as they tensed, her veiny forearms flexing against the rolled sleeves of her button-up. Just the sight of her was enough to make me finish, but I wasn't willing to give in to her that easily.

Vic looked up and met my gaze, taking her hand off my ass and cradling my chin. "Do you like watching me fuck you?"

I nodded, moaning through a giggle. "Yes, god, yes."

With a cheeky smirk, Vic slipped two fingers through my folds, pressing them against my entrance. She used my pleasure to sink deep inside me. My channel tensed around her, squeezing as she thrust.

My head rolled back. But as it did, Vic's hand slipped behind my neck to support the weight.

I forced my eyes open to meet her gaze. Her hazel eyes burned amber as she groaned. "Don't hide from me. I want to see you."

I nodded, not one to argue with such a gorgeous woman. I applied more pressure, pressing my fingers into her hard clit.

From my neck, her hand slipped into my hair, gripping the blonde strands with her elegant fingers.

A moan rose in my throat as she pushed my head toward hers. "Oh god, Vic." She pressed her lips into mine before the words could fully escape my lips. A feverish desire filled the air; she was desperate for me.

I slipped farther into her folds, hoping to feel her excitement. But her entrance was just out of my reach.

"Take me to your car." I whispered into her mouth as our lips parted.

Nodding, Victoria slowly pulled her fingers from inside me and gripped my hips to pull me off the counter. I let her take some of my weight as my ass slipped off the glass. She set me gently on my feet, keeping a hand on my hip to help steady me. If she hadn't been there, I probably would've broken an ankle in the far-too-tall heels.

Once I straightened my dress, Vic grabbed my hand and led me out of the store. She was eager, nearly jogging out of the warehouse. The metal door slammed behind us as we headed toward the Carrera.

"Did you start the car already?" I laughed as the headlights lit up the lot.

Vic turned around, her stunning smile taking my breath away. "As soon as you got off the counter: remote start."

With a giggle, I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. The smell of her center wafted into my nose as my fingers neared my face.

Vic only dropped my hand to open the backseat for me, holding the door open as she watched me duck into the red sports car. Her gaze made my throat tighten.

Sat in the middle, I waited achingly as Vic got in and closed the door behind her. What should have been an awkward movement was somehow smooth and confident. Victoria had that ability with everything she did. She looked hungry now, despite our massive meal. Before I could say a word, she brought her lips to mine.

I pulled away for a second. "Wait, where did my underwear go?"

Licking her lips, Vic grabbed my hand and placed it on the bulge of her trouser pocket. At her prompting, I reached inside, letting my fingers graze her thighs more than they needed to, and I pulled out the silky, black fabric.

I raised an eyebrow at her.

"You won't miss it." Victoria winked as she snatched the thong out of my hands. "I wanted a piece of you for when I was lonely."

She leaned into my neck, kissing and nipping as I eyed the damp fabric. I moaned. "Are you lonely often?"

Nodding, Vic mumbled into my skin. "Any time you're not next to me."

I pushed her shoulders, forcing her back playfully. Tossing my leg over her lap, I straddled her and let my hair drape in front of her face. "Well, then I guess you couldn't be lonely now."