Page 20 of Tempted By the Princess

“Living among the little people is good for you.”

“Haha.”

I ate a mini quiche, and then a little hot dog thing that was wrapped in dough. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it was delicious.

Carrie finished her snack, tossing her napkin into the trash and turning to face me, one hip leaning against the counter as she drank her beer.

“You did a great job tonight Genny, truly. You were a big help. Thank you.”

“At least once I stopped dropping everything,” I said wryly.

“Yeah, I could tell you were nervous at first but once you settled in your groove, you were as good as any other server.”

“Thanks.”

For some reason that praise made me feel a warmth deep in my belly. Or maybe it was the way Carrie was staring at me like she wanted to have me for dessert. I set my food down on the counter, pushing it away from me, and spread my knees in invitation. She didn’t hesitate to step between them, her hands settling on the counter on either side of my hips.

“We shouldn’t do this,” she whispered, easing closer.

“Do what? We’re not doing anything. Yet. But I wouldn’t be opposed to doing something. More than something, if I’m being totally honest.”

“I guess I wouldn’t be opposed to doing something either.”

I slid my arms around her waist, lacing my fingers at the small of her back and giving her a little tug. She closed the distance between us, hands still on the counter, and lowered her lips to mine.

Just like last night, the instant our mouths met my entire body lit up with excitement.

Carrie nipped at my lower lip, her tongue swooping in when I opened for her, and then we were kissing each other like we were lovers who’d been separated for years. It was hot and urgent and rough and somehow exactly what I needed.

My tongue tangled with hers, both of us battling for dominance. I tilted my head to get a better angle, and she moved deeper inside my mouth.

Meanwhile I moved my hands between us, cupping her breasts and squeezing them through the thin fabric of her pajama top. Her nipples hardened to sharp points against my palms, and she sighed against my mouth. I wrapped my legs around her hips, desperate to keep her close.

Suddenly her hands were everywhere. Stroking my back, running up my rib cage, and finally sliding inside my pants to squeeze my bare ass.

“I want you,” I gasped when we pulled apart to take a breath. “It’s all I can think about. I’ve never been this horny in my life.”

Her eyes widened at my crude words.

“Same.” She lowered her head to lick along my collar bone. “But this is temporary, we both know that.”

“If temporary is all I can get, I’ll take it. For now.”

She lifted her head again, examining my face like she wanted to verify that I was telling the truth.

“I have a bad feeling that having sex with you is going to ruin me for other women, but right now I can’t bring myself to care.”

“Let’s ruin each other,” I said. “We’re both single adults. Let’s just enjoy the time we have.”

“In that case, let’s get you out of those pants.”

Before I registered her words she’d dragged my pants down my legs. I wiggled on the counter, working my panties down as Carrie dropped to her knees. Because she was tall, she was the perfect height to…

“Oh my God!”

I couldn’t help but yelp as she dove right in, her tongue sliding in between my lower lips and heading north to circle my clit. Okay, she was going right there. No complaints.

Carrie teased my clit, tapping it a few times, then circling, then tapping again, using a firm pressure that made my little bud swell with arousal. She gripped one of my thighs with her fingers as her other hand slid between my legs.