Al right, here you guys go. Thanks again for the words of patience and support. It's been a lot to handle but I got it done for you. I'm pretty excited about this chapter and I really enjoyed writing it. This is my first time ever writing a full sex scene so please give feedback on it!
Enjoy!
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Christina approached Stephen's apartment door with Mingo at her side. She hadn't been here since the night they met.
She felt a little déjà vu.
Pulling out the house key he'd given her at the office she remembered that his fiancé, erm EX-fiancé was not only inside but actually expecting her. This was beyond weird. Should she knock instead. Stephen had said he confessed to Catherine that she'd been there before but she still didn't want to just make herself at home in front of her. She should definitely knock.
Christina took a deep breath and raised her fist to knock. But before she could swing the door flew open.
"Dang girl!" Catherine exclaimed, "I was wondering how long you were gonna stand out there! Oh my goodness, look at that puppy! So cute!"
Mingo jumped back at the high pitch sound of the stranger's voice. Mingo was by no means a puppy considering she was a full size Great Dane, and she was definitely a Great Dane that appreciated calm, so Catherine's greeting had most definitely taken her off guard.
She knew Christina had been standing here? AWKWARD.
"Come on in! I was about to pour us some wine, you and me got some chit chattin to do!" With that Catherine spun around and headed off into the kitchen.
Chit chatting?
Christina couldn't imagine what they would need to talk about. Besides shouldn't this girl be wanting to wring her neck or something? Why was she being so nice?
Christina stepped into the loft and looked around. Nothing had changed. Except for maybe the southern version of Elle Woods that had greeted her.
"Red or white?" Catherine called from the kitchen. Her thick southern accent reminded her of Carmen's.
"Uh red please." Christina called back
Only two minutes had passed before Catherine came sweeping into the living room with two huge glasses of wine in one hand a a big bowl of water in the other.
Catherine set the bowl on the floor nest to Mingo and and then passed a glass of wine to Christina.
The two ladies sat on the leather couch and an awkward silence fell immediately as they took each other in. Well for Christine it was awkward.
Catherine sat opposite her looking her up and down in a non threatening manner, more like in how a Chihuahua wood greet another dog.
"God you are gorgeous!" Catherine finally said with sincerity.
"Oh thank you." Christina responded timidly.
"Ok so I know you probably think we are supposed to be enemy's or something right?"
"Well not enemies so to speak."
Catherine laughed.
"Listen girl, there is no problem here." Catherine motioned to the empty space between them. "Stephen is one of the sweetest people on this planet and I love him like a brother. All I ask is that you don't break his heart. I can tell he's got a lot ridin on you."
Christina smiled. She was feeling a little less intimidated by Catherine.
"I do care about him; he's done a lot for me in the short time I've known him."
Christina then remembered something.
"Stephen had said you didn't like dogs, or that you were allergic or something." She was clearly confused.
Catherine's face immediately took on one of guilt before she smiled awkwardly.
"That was one of my "try to get dumped" tactics. I actually love dogs, but I also knew how much Stephen liked them."
"Christina shook her head in understanding and laughed a little.
"That's crazy that you had to go through all of that."
"Trust me, I know! But it's working out now, for everyone."
Catherine smiled. She could tell Christina was authentic and that she did care about Stephen.
Catherine downed the rest of her wine and placed the empty glass on a coaster before slapping her manicured hands together.
"Alright girl, wanna help me with dinner?"
"Oh sure. What are we making?"
The girls stood up to head for the kitchen, leaving Mingo who had curled up next to the couch and fallen asleep.
"Steaks, mashed potatoes, with a side salad. I've already got the steaks done and the potatoes are just about ready. Just gotta get the salad prepared."
"Ok I will work on that then."
"Perfect, everything's on the counter already washed and the knives are in the stand next to the microwave. I'm gonna hop in the shower real quick and then I'll be out to set the table. The boys should be here in an hour."
With that Catherine turned around and went into the bedroom.
Catherine pulled a knife out of the stand and then walked over to the vegetables. Grabbing a tomato, she began to slice it into cubed chunks before tossing them in a bowl.
Christina began to develop an eerie feeing that she was being watched.
"Now that's not a bad view to come home to." Christina spun around to see where the voice had come from.
Stephen was leaning against the kitchen door frame smiling like a Cheshire cat.
"What are you doing here? I thought you wouldn't be in til later."
Stephen straightened himself up before walking towards her. His navy blue work shirt was rolled up at the elbows showing off his perfect tattooed forearms and his gold striped tie was loosened around his neck. His crystal blue eyes peered at her like she was the last meal on the planet and he was a starving man.
He is so fucking sexy.
"I was but I thought about you here with Catherine and I figured I shouldn't throw you to the sharks so soon by yourself."
Stephen had back Christina up against a counter and was pressing his body firmly against hers.
"Besides I kinda liked the thought of you being back in my apartment and I want to make sure you were...comfortable."
Christina felt herself running out of air as the heat of him enveloped her body. She was beginning to regret the whole "waiting" thing.
Finally, she got the strength to respond to him.
"Catherine has been great actually, very welcoming."
"Mhmm." Was all he said before leaning down to press his lips against hers.
Christina let out a groan before snaking her arms around his neck and leaning into him. She parted her lips allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth and tasting hers. Stephen slipped his hands down to her plump ass before giving it a good squeeze.
Christina moaned.
Yes, I could get used to this just fine.
Stephen thought.
"Well at this rate there won't be any salad for dinner."
The two pulled back from their kiss and turned to the doorway.
