Title: Todo Lo Que Tengo
Rating: R
Pairing: Pepa/Silvia
A/N: Alright, my PepSi peeps...here it is. I hope y'all enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. ;-)
Chapter 14 The car ride home could’ve been really awkward. There was enough time for me to rethink, to second guess, to fear what was about to occur. Each second that ticked by was another chance for my brain to reengage, to realize the gravity of the situation. To consider the ramifications and potential consequences of tonight’s actions...both professionally and personally.
There was plenty of time for my brain to get in the way of what my heart and body were screaming foon the simple, sweet pleasure of HAVING her fingers entwined with mine.
Now That we've Arrived Outside my building and parked, she turns the car off, pero INSTEAD of opening the door and stepping out, she shifts to look at me. I think I Could spend the rest of my life staring Into her eyes. I'm Completely transfixed. Hours ... days ... a lifetime Seems to pass by in What Is Probably Just A Few Seconds Before Into stretch her lips to smile. She Takes Both of my face Between her hands and pulls me Gently Into Another kiss for her.
excruciatingly Everything is so perfect about this. The feel of her ... the taste and smell of her ... the way her fingers start to comb-through locks of my hair as she reluctantly pulls away so we take a much Needed dog breath. But sheeys, all the while ITS abysmal size Cursing under my breath. I think Pepa is Slightly amused at my frustration. She moves closer to me, pressing her body against my own and grabbing my hips Before speaking into my ear, "You need some help there?"
The low rumbling of her words Against the shell of my ear Almost you cause me to drop the purse to the floor, pero Swiftly her hand leaves my hip to catch the straps and she starts searching herself. In no time at all, her hand reemerges with the prize. I step aside, Giving her the space to unlock the door.
She Takes A Few steps Darkened Into the living room, putting the keys and purse down on the entrance table, and I follow her in and turn around to close the door and lock it Once Again. Before i have the chance to turn around and face her, one of her long arms snakes across my waist, pulling my body back into hers while her other hand is used to brush aside my hair, clearing the way for her mouth. Her tongue travels lazily up my neck and she takes my earlobe between her teeth.
I feel like my knees are going to give out.
I raise my hands to place them against the door to help steady myself, tilting my head to the side and giving her better access. She’s quick to take advantage of it and her mouth latches onto my neck as her hands make their way under my blouse, starting to lift it off of me.
The unfortunate mechanics of removing a top requires her mouth to disengage from its current spot on my shoulder, but as she pulls the top over my head, Ihands making short work of unclasping my bra as she does. She straps down the side gently lowers "one shoulder Then The Other, and it falls to the floor quietly.
She Takes a step back and looks at me, her eyes traveling the length of my body. Instead of feeling nervous or self-conscious, I feel proud Almost. The hunger in her eyes is evident, and I love the fact-I can Provoke Such a look. And That look ... she looks at me like no one ever has before. Its equal parts reverence and longing, adoration and desire. My heart starts pounding in my chest just from the look she's Giving Me. She you examine me like a work of art ... but I'm no statue, no cold marble to Be worshiper from afar and Without uttering a word, she lowers "herself to her knees in front of me, grasping my underwear w