Stricken Unveiled (Stricken Rock #2) (26 page)

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Yes?” I call.

My door opens and James’s head pokes in.

“Claire’s here, you want to meet her outside
or do you want me to wave her in?”

“I’ll be out in like ten, just tell her to
wait please. Oh, and thanks James.”

“No problem.” He smiles and closes the
door.

After hanging with James most of the day I
finally ducked back into my bedroom about five and saw I had twenty
seven missed calls and over a hundred texts. Only two texts from
Claire the rest are from my very screwed up boyfriend. I’m letting
him simmer on the shit he’s done to me the past week. I’ve dealt
with a lot and talking to him today I know will just make my life
more stressful and spending an entire day cuddled up with James was
so relaxing and so will spending time with Claire. I’ll face
Johnathan tomorrow.

The texts from Claire were just telling me
she’d be here to pick me up around seven. So I took most of the
time getting ready. I unpacked some of my bags and tucked the
contents into the dressers in James’s spare room. I’m wearing a
high waited electric blue skirt and a white tank tucked into it.
With the same silver three tiered necklace I wore when I was with
Claire in the hotel last weekend. I went nearly six weeks with no
sex or anything and now I’ve had Claire a bunch this week and
Johnathan in one long session. I’m just glad B.O.B and I haven’t
been stuck dating as often. He needed a break.

I didn’t even bother with the texts from
Johnathan I tucked my phone back into my nightstand.

I leave the bedroom sliding on my white
flats. I’m not in the heels kind of mood. I’m in a lazy mood. I
didn’t even bother to do my hair I threw it up in a sexy messy pony
and scrunched it up with a bunch of hair gel. It’s kind of 80’s
retro.

I walk down the hall and turn into the small
but nice and efficient kitchen. It’s rustic in a way, just like
James’s bedroom. Oak cabinets, dark granite counters, hardwood
distressed floors. Very cabinesque.

I find James in there preparing himself
dinner.

“Hello handsome what cha making?” I inquire
standing in the doorway watching him pull bread out of a bag.

He turns and looks at me, then back down to
his plate and sandwich. “I’m making some sandwiches. I’d ask if you
want one but I know Claire’s going to take you to dinner. Don’t
forget to take your pill.”

He slides me over my bottle of fish
supplements I take at night. Then he slides over a glass of water
that he just took a sip from.

“Thanks.” I open the bottle and take the
water , downing my fish supplement.

“You need to eat something small so that
doesn’t bother your tummy.” He orders nicely. Wow, he does pay
attention to me. He’s so efficient and thoughtful. What a wonderful
man.

He shoves his fingers into the peanut butter
and scoops up a big mouthful and eats it. I laugh watching him. He
gives me this face that tells me it tastes, oh-so-wonderful.

He has a little on the side of his mouth. I
take a step, reach up and swipe it from his face with my finger. I
take the dollop and suck it into my mouth. I love peanut butter
specially the smooth kind. Yum!

He eyes me wide when I suck my finger into my
mouth eating his leftovers. What? I’m just being nice. And I love
the taste.

“Do you want a bite?” he eyes the sandwich
he’s yet to put together and then dunks his fingers into the peanut
butter again. He reaches up and goes to stick it in his mouth.

That’s what I want! I don’t want to dirty my
hands and the naughty part of me says eat off his fingers. And that
greedy part is just about to win out. Shame on me! Naughty, naughty
Em.

I grab his hand just before the scoop of
peanut butter hits his full lips. I pull his hand down, tilt my
head forward and suck his fingers into my mouth. He groans. Oh
shit, I shouldn’t be teasing him like this. Now I feel like a
bitch. I moan at the peanut buttery goodness in my mouth and close
my eyes savoring its beautiful flavors sliding over my tongue.
Sucking it all off of his fingers. It tastes better than from a
spoon. His skin gives it a better flavor. I don’t know how, but it
does. Maybe that’s why he eats if from the jar. I can’t look at
him. I’ll feel too guilty. Fuck! I’m bad! I should apologize.
Damnit! I have to. This would to be different if it was anyone else
but sweet James. God, could I be any worse of a person? I suck his
finger in again to clean it off all the way and pull his them out
gently. My mouth makes a popping noise from suction that vibrates
between the walls. That made it worse.

I open my eyes and he’s staring right at me
his mouth part open, his eyes smoky and wide.

“I’m so sorry James I shouldn’t have done
that. Please forgive me.” I say sadly and pout my lips swallowing
the rest of the peanut butter flavor down. Damn that protein hit
the spot.

“James?”

He shakes his head and closes his mouth.
“Huh?”

“I said I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that.
Can you please forgive me?” I talk slowly. I think I might have
given this poor shy guy a heart attack. Great now I feel even
worse.

“Oh, no, no, Em that’s okay. Don’t apologize.
It was just a big shock, is all. I promise I didn’t mind.” He looks
down at his hand and dunks it back into the peanut butter for
himself. Without washing them off.

“Ok, I just feel really bad. Oh and I’m not
taking my cell tonight. I’m avoiding you know who. So you ignore
him too if you can. Call me on Claire’s phone if you need me. I
promise to be safe and I’ll call if I won’t be back tonight.
Okay?”

“Sounds great Em, I hope you have a good
night. And when I checked my cell this afternoon he’s already blown
up my phone fifteen calls and umpteen texts.” He says and steps
closer, reaches around me with his clean hand pressing it against
my lower back, leans in and gently kisses my forehead. “Please be
safe.”

“I will. Goodnight James.” I smile and run
out the door to see my date.

Claire and I just got out of the car in front
of our date location. She’s taking me to a spa. This one was
supposed to have been closed by now but she apparently does their
ad campaigns so they are going to keep it open for just us. How
awesome is that? I guess that’s what you’ll run into when you are
the girlfriend one of the biggest ad agency CEO’s in the country.
She is one hell of a sexy thirty eight-year-old. She could easily
pass for twenty seven or eight, on most days of the week.

“Hello and would you please come in?” A
mature woman wearing a pantsuit greets us, opening the front door
for us to enter. Claire places her hand sweetly upon the small of
my back and escorts me into the spa.

We walk inside and stand in the lobby, this
place is fabulous. Total spa swank with stark white, mint greens
and glossy black colors encompassing this modern yet classy
space.

“Ms. Kennedy how good it is to see you
again.” The woman who greeted us into the building says, offering
her hand to Claire and they do a quick shake.

“This is my beautiful and pregnant girlfriend
Emily” Claire introduces us.

She extends her hand. “Hello Emily. It’s a
pleasure to make your acquaintance. I’m Lori.”

“Hi Lori.” I take her hand, it’s warm and
welcoming with a delicate touch.

“Would you like to look at the spa menu? Or
would you like to do with your scheduled treatments?” Lori asks
speaking to Claire.

“The normal ones are fine Lori. Could you
please show us to the lockers so we may disrobe?” Claire says with
her beautiful angelic finesse.

We follow Lori to the back and through a
beautiful set of white double doors and there is a female’s locker
room. This place is elegant. We go inside and Lori tells us to come
out and sit on the sofa when we are finished.

“I can’t believe you brought me to a spa.” I
say in awe. The locker room is even high-class. Tall white wooden
lockers, a marble bench, cream marble floors, mint green walls and
gentle can lighting above our heads. Green plants sit in all the
spare spaces and lush fabric adorns the iron loveseat sitting under
a giant mirror as we came in.

“Babe I want to pamper my woman. That’s my
job. I have lots in store for us. You’ll love it and I hope to
bring you back many more times throughout your pregnancy.”

I lean over after removing my clothes. I’m
naked except my red boy shorts. I kiss her on the cheek.

She turns to me after stepping out of her
work pants and panties. Her pussy is cleanly shaven and
perfect.

“Come here you.” She opens up her arms with a
warm smile.

I almost jump into her awaiting arms and hug
her hard wrapping my arms around her neck. Her hands automatically
go to my big butt. She’s so soft and silky smooth. I love when our
breasts are pressed together it’s so sexy. She pulls me back and
grabs my face into her hands.

“I missed you my beautiful woman.” She says
and leans in and plants a supple wet kiss on my lips. Oh, my heart
does a little jump. And my clit jerks for attention.

“I missed you too” I whisper when she
removers her wonderful lips from mine. She has this ability to make
me feel so special.

“Here.” She kneels and loops her index
fingers into the top of my panties.

“What are you doing?” I’m confused.

“I’m getting my girlfriend naked. So we can
have some spa treatments done together.”

I cover my panties with my hands cupping my
privates so she can’t remove them.

“I didn’t think I needed to be naked.” I
whisper embarrassed.

I don’t want to be nude in front of other
people. Her, Johnathan, Stacy, my mom, the doctor and James, fine.
But no one else.

“Babe. I’m naked and you’re going to be naked
with me.” She pleads gently I think she realizes this is
uncomfortable for me.

I release my hands and let her little by
little tug down my panties, like it’s a special moment for us. Well
it kind of is. Another special moment, they’re all special.

I step out of them. I’m nervous and naked in
front of her. I feel exposed in such an open space. She tosses my
panties into the locker and stays kneeling looking up at my
face.

“Babe I’m missed all of you I’d like to get a
little taste for just a moment so the parts I’ve also missed can
get reacquainted with me. I’ve kissed your beautiful lips now I’d
like to say hello to the rest. Is that okay?” her voice is that
soft lovely angelic tone that I don’t think I could say no to even
if I tried. God, she’s so beautiful. Her hair’s down, flowing over
her perfect shoulders and her eyes are twinkling a bright blue in
the can lights illuminating the locker room.

I nod.

I step forward and she places her face
against my pussy. She sticks out her tongue and I can feel it
gently slide between my clef. My legs are closed.

“Open up your legs babe or sit down if you’d
like.” She gestures to the bench next to us.

I open my legs and she slides closer, her
chin tucking up under me and she laps it with a hard needy tongue.
I moan and my knees shake. I let out a long hard breath and swallow
hard. My pussy missed that tongue so much. I didn’t realize how
much until now. Wow!

“I missed you pussy.” She says quietly and
licks it again sucking my clit a little. My juices are flowing. For
her and only her. Damn she’s so hot!

“Turn around baby.” She says to me and I
listen. I know what’s about to happen.

Placing both hands on either cheek she
spreads me wide open for her. I whimper knowing what’s about to
happen. Oh yes, this is what I want. Claire places her face between
my butt cheeks and plunges her tongue at my hole like she’s French
kissing it with force and greed. I moan loud throwing my head back,
it echoes in the room.

“Oh Anna how I’ve missed you.” She groans and
laps my ass more, tonguing it like she hasn’t touched it in a
year.

“Claire if you keep it up Anna is going to
need to come.” I croak out, my mouth dry.

Talking about my ass using its new name isn’t
as silly as I thought when she first named it. It’s fucking hot! Is
what it is. My Anna is just for my Claire. Hell yes!

“Has my Anna missed me?” she asks it, kissing
it gently. I relax my trembling sexed up body and push out offering
myself. “Oh yes my Anna has.” She purrs and shoves her tongue into
me hard. I nearly collapse at the intense pleasure. Holy shit! I’m
so hot for her. My core wants to come right now. This might be a
long night if I don’t get what my burning pussy and ass needs.
Fuck. I need Claire!

She pounds Anna with her tongue. Moaning as
she does. I know she missed my ass. I didn’t realize how much. She
has a serious ass fetish. It’s like a heroin addiction for her. But
legal.

“Ms. Kennedy are you ready?” Lori asks
walking in on us having a private moment and catching it all with
her own two eyes. My stomach jumps into my throat and my heart
nearly bursts scared out of my chest. “Oh!” she nearly yells and
covers her eyes, turning away. “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to walk
in. I’m so sorry.” Lori apologizes. I can see her face is red
underneath her hand.

Claire’s yet to move I don’t think this has
even fazed her. My hands are covering my pussy and my breasts. But
brave Claire is still knelt behind me her hands still gripping my
ass. But she stopped tonguing me.

“Lori its fine. I’m sorry we took so long. I
just haven’t seen my girlfriend in a few days and I needed to get
reacquainted with her beautiful body. We will be out with you in
two minutes just let us gets some robes on and we shall join you.”
Claire says as smooth and as cool as a cucumber. I couldn’t speak
if I wanted to. I am in complete shock. I was just caught getting
my ass lapped by my lesbian girlfriend in a spa locker room. Holy
shit! I should have known better. But with Claire my sexual
blinders are on and all I can think about is her hot as hell
touch.