The Christmas Plan (Sapphics in the City #4)

4. Cass

4

CASS

A part of her was annoyed by the clicking of the pen, but Cass couldn’t stop herself from pressing it over and over again as she stared at her computer monitor.

The soundwaves and track numbers had started to blur together on her screen.

With a heavy sigh, Cass rose from her desk chair in Ari’s apartment and paced toward the kitchen. A mess from making lunch still sat on the counter.

Grabbing a paper towel and some cleaner, Cass sprayed down the marble as she bopped her head along to an imaginary beat. She’d quit her sound mixing job a few weeks ago, hoping to get back into music production.

But while she waited for responses to her resume drops, Cass needed to refresh herself on all things music-making.

With each swipe of the dirty surface, Cass let her brain unfold a new beat. She swayed her hips as she tried to find the rhythm – the missing puzzle piece of her most recent experiment.

The sound of keys in the locked door startled her out of her haze.

“Honey, you home?” Ari called as she pushed into the apartment. Stopping in her tracks, Ari raised an eyebrow as she scanned Cass’s body. Dressed in a long, oversized flannel and skimpy boxers, Cass knew she looked tempting. “Yes, you are.” Ari swallowed.

Rolling her eyes, Cass leaned against the now-cleaned counter. The cold stone sent a wave of relief through her tired hands. “You’re home early.”

Ari licked her lips as she tossed her Chanel bag on the floor, crossing the distance between them in a matter of seconds. “Is that a complaint I hear?”

“No, sir.” Cass felt her eyelids growing heavy as the thought of Ari’s touch grew closer.

Putting her hands on Cass’s waist, Ari’s eyes flicked from her mouth to her stunning blue eyes. A light whimper escaped Cass’s lips as Ari’s cold fingers pushed against the fabric of her shirt.

Ari smirked. “I got to leave early so I could work on the venue.”

Taking a step back, Cass shrugged. “Well, I guess since you’re home to work, I should keep my hands to myself.”

“Did I say that?” Ari pulled Cass closer, tugging on the flannel.

With a wince of pleasure, Cass shook her head. “Maybe not.”

A laugh rumbled from Ari’s chest as she pinned her hands to the counter, trapping Cass between her arms with her ass pressing into the cold marble behind her.

“I missed you,” Cass whispered as her head fell back.

Pressing her lips into Cass’s neck, Ari grinned. “I missed you too.” But as she teased the flesh with her lips, tongue, and teeth, Ari’s eyes caught on the Christmas tree glowing from the living room. At the base, a perfectly wrapped box sat under the branches. “What’s that?”

Trying to stop herself from thinking about her pulsing center, Cass looked over her shoulder and smiled. “Santa left that. But you’re going to have to wait to open it.”

Ari scoffed and released Cass before leaving the kitchen. The gift was in a sleek, gold and black snowflake wrapping paper with a faintly glittery gold ribbon.

But before Ari could reach for the gift, Cass’s long, elegant fingers wrapped around her wrists. “Naughty girl.”

Turning around, Ari’s jaw tensed with excitement.

Cass’s chest rose and fell quickly, her own anticipation growing. Looking at Ari, it felt a little unfair how clothed she was. Here Cass was, essentially naked. And there, Ari stood with her wrap coat and tailored trousers.

Releasing her grip on Ari’s wrist, Cass moved her hands to the stomach where the tie of the jacket rested. With one tug on an end, the jacket came undone – exposing Ari’s tucked-in blouse.

“I love this shirt,” Cass confessed as she bit her lip. It was a simple top, nothing particularly special about it, except for how the v-neck of the shifting chiffon exposed Ari’s lush breasts.

Ari laughed. “You would. But I think it looks better down there.” She nodded toward the floor and let her hands move on to Cass’s hips, lifting the fabric of the flannel enough to touch her bare skin.

Cass worked her hands over Ari’s shoulder, slipping the wrap coat off and letting it fall to the floor. Her breath grew ragged with each movement, pulses of pleasure shooting down to her folds. Without waiting, Cass grabbed the chiffon hem of the blouse and pulled it up, guiding it over Ari’s shoulder and head.

Following orders, Ari lifted her arms for Cass. Once the shirt was on the ground, tossed a few feet away, Cass shook her head. “Wow.”

Standing at the center of the living room, Ari’s toned body came into view. Her soft abs tensed in the slightly colder room, goosebumps rising on her skin as she looked back at Cass. In a simple, black bra, her chest looked warm and plush.

Her hair, up in a neat bun, was out of her face.

Ari giggled and walked closer to Cass, letting her fingers get to work on the buttons of Cass’s flannel. But before she could get too far down, Cass walked toward the couch. Pulling Ari along with her, Cass put her hands on Ari’s shoulders and pushed her down.

Sinking into the luxurious couch, Ari groaned as she made contact with the fabric.

Cass lowered herself to the floor, her knees pressing into the shag carpet. It wasn’t the usual piece in the living room, but Ari specially ordered the white rug for Christmas. And as Cass’s skin rested on the soft floor, she was grateful for it.

“Cass, fuck.” Ari groaned as Cass’s hands moved toward the designer belt looped through her trousers.

With a chuckle, Cass unbuckled the leather and unzipped the pants. Her hand moved along the waistband, slowly pulling them lower. Ari lifted her hips.

“Thanks, darling.” Cass winked and she tugged the trousers over Ari’s ass and down her legs. Letting them drop to the floor, Cass brushed her hands up Ari’s smooth legs. Her fingers dragged toward Ari’s soft thighs.

Ari’s body tensed under her girlfriend’s touch. Moving the purple lace panties still clinging to Ari’s center, Cass’s hand met her center, lightly pressing into the folds. Within moments, Ari’s slick excitement met Cass’s fingers as she massaged the area in broad strokes.

“Oh my god, you’re excited.” Cass licked her lips.

Nodding, Ari laughed. “Of course I am. I come home to this? I might need to keep you unemployed forever.”

It would be a lie for Cass to say the idea was exciting to her. Having a sugar mommy to take care of her was a dream come true. She’d been busting her ass for years and having a break had been incredible.

But before she could get too distracted by the idea, Cass decided to show Ari exactly what she brought to the table. She grabbed the lace around Ari’s hips and tugged them down, over her ass and onto the floor where they met the puddle of trousers.

Cass lifted Ari’s hips to the edge of the couch, positioning her wet slit right where she wanted it. Her mouth watered at the sight, wanting nothing more than to bury herself in Ari’s lush entrance for the rest of the night.

Not wanting to wait any longer, Cass let her tongue lick from Ari’s knees all the way to her hardened clit. She brought her hands around to Ari’s ass and hips, pulling her closer with each caress of her tongue.

Applying broad pressure, Cass took in all of Ari. With a moan, Cass pulled away just enough to whimper, “You taste amazing.”

Ari groaned with pleasure as her hand fell on Cass’s shaved head. There wasn’t much to grab but Ari’s long, elegant fingers were warm on her crown.

As Cass increased her pressure, Ari’s hips started to grind along with her girlfriend’s tongue. Finding a perfect sync, Cass lowered her mouth to Ari’s center. Once she felt Ari’s entrance under her tongue, where a collection of excitement had pooled, her eyes rolled back.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Cass sunk herself deep inside Ari. She didn’t have the patience to wait any longer, having thought about this moment for hours while she was home alone.

“God, fuck.” Ari’s throat let the guttural cry rip out of her as she sunk farther into the sofa, letting it absorb all of her.

Cass let her nose press into Ari’s hard clit, massaging it as her tongue licked deep inside her.

It wasn’t long before Ari’s body started to tense under her touch.

Tightening her grip on Ari’s hips, Cass pressed deeper with her tongue, applying pointed pressure inside.

Ari’s fingers searched desperately for something to hold on to. Eventually, her hands landed on Cass’s strong shoulders, clawing into them as she lost control of herself.

“Yes,” Cass grunted as she kept up her rhythm, enjoying the pain just as much as the pleasure.

In a matter of seconds, Ari’s body started to tense her muscles squeezing together and applying a suffocating pressure to Cass’s skull. But she wouldn't stop, not now, not with Ari so close to her peak.

Instead, Cass pressed harder into Ari. Her tongue flicked against the walls of her entrance, taking in every drop of her.

Ari began to shudder, her deep moans turning into jilted whimpers as the pleasure took over. All at once, the pleasure washed over Ari as Cass moaned between her legs.

After a moment, Ari’s body slowed and released. “Fuck.”

Pulling away, Cass sighed and wiped the delicious elixir from her lips.

“Get on top of me, Cassandra.” Ari’s chest rose and fell rapidly, as she took command.

Jaw-dropping, Cass nodded and did as she was told. She stood from her place on the shag rug and looked down at Ari on the couch, still writhing from her orgasm. Pausing, Cass’s chest tightened as she met her girlfriend’s eyes.

The glow of the Christmas tree reflected off of her soft skin, casting a gentle light.

“God, you’re stunning.” Cass scoffed as she shook her head.

Ari blushed, shrugging. “Want a better view?”

A smirk took over Cass’s face as she nodded. Before she was asked, Cass slipped off her boyshort boxers and let them fall to the ground. She could already feel how excited she was, the slick pleasure spreading to her upper thighs as she lifted her leg over Ari’s lap, straddling her. She got herself into position, letting her wet center hover over Ari’s.

Ari groaned as she got into place. “See, I like you like this. Wet, excited, obedient.”

Nodding, Cass bit her lip, lowered her mouth to Ari’s ear, and whispered, “Tell me how you want me.”

Taking control, Ari placed two hands on Cass’s hips and guided them into a rhythm. When their centers aligned, Ari would thrust upward and press into Cass’s throbbing clit. She didn’t use a toy or her fingers, instead letting the force of their bodies pushing into each other send waves of pleasure through Cass.

“Fuck. It feels like you’re already inside me.” Cass whimpered as she bounced on Ari’s center. Under the flannel, her breasts bounced with each grind of her hips.

“Good.” Ari grumbled as she watched Cass closely, her eyes flicking between her girlfriend’s delighted face and her immaculate body.

Feeling her thighs tremble, Cass pressed herself farther down. A part of her hoped that if she just kept lowering herself, Ari would finally give her what she wanted.

Laughing, Ari took one of her hands off Cassie’s hips. “Is this what you want?” She plunged her hand between Cass’s legs, letting her elegant fingers slip into her folds.

With a moan, Cass nodded. “Please, baby. I need you.”

“Good girl.” Ari licked her lips as she rubbed Cass’s bead, feeling the hard clit between her fingers as she made wide circles.

It only took a few moments of pressure for Cass’s excited body to tremble under Ari’s touch. Her throat roared a scream, bouncing off the walls of Ari’s chic apartment.

Muscles tensing, Cass gripped the back of the couch as she lost control of herself. “Fuck!”

Ari laughed, a deep rumble from her chest as she watched the sight.

Cass released over Ari’s hands, her excitement dripping down. After a moment, her body relaxed and she sucked in a deep breath.

“God, you’re good.”

Licking her lips, Ari smiled. “I’m glad you think so, gorgeous.”

Cass nearly fell over onto the couch, sinking into the plush cushions. A part of her wished she could stay like this forever: Ari’s little housewife. But she knew that wasn’t realistic. After all, she wanted to make music work, even if it was going to take some time.