Femme Tales Page 16

  “Honestly, this is the best date I’ve had in a very long time.”

  “Really? Do you attend memorial services with all of your dates?”

  Cass laughed. “This is a first for that. I was referring to my companion during the date.”

  Faith took Cass’s hand. “I really am glad you were here. It felt right. Like our meeting was supposed to happen the way it did so that you could be here with me tonight.”

  Cass gave Faith’s hand a gentle squeeze. “It does feel like we were destined to meet. First the train and then the beach this afternoon. I think I’m going to have to give my assistant a raise when I get back for sending me here.”

  Faith laughed and they drove back to the hotel, hands clasped just enjoying each other’s presence. Arms around each other’s waists, they walked through the lobby toward the direction of the villas stopping at the path that would take them in separate directions.

  Faith turned fully toward Cass. “This has been an interesting day.”

  “Yes, it has. I wish it didn’t have to end,” Cass pulled Faith fully into her arms.

  “It doesn’t have to,” Faith said with a sexy grin.

  “Would you like to join me for a drink?”

  “I was hoping you would ask,” Faith said.

  When they arrived at Cass’s villa, there was a champagne bucket with a bottle of Faith’s favorite wine and Cass’s favorite beer on ice waiting for them.

  “Serge is very good at his job.”

  “If not a bit presumptuous at times,” Faith said in mock offense.

  “Well, it saves us having to call room service,” Cass said, opening the bottle of wine.

  She handed a glass to Faith then grabbed one of the beers for herself. She grasped Faith’s hand and led her over to the sofa. “Why don’t you get comfortable?”

  Faith removed her shoes, folded her legs beneath her, and sipped her wine. Cass sat beside her and fidgeted with her beer bottle, her heart rapidly beating in her chest and butterflies fluttering in her belly. She didn’t know why she was suddenly so nervous, then she remembered when Ebony and Chayse had teased her about her “type” of woman. Looking at Faith, Cass realized that she was unlike any of the women she was used to dating. She had a tendency to go for vapid, materialistic women she didn’t have to work too hard at impressing. Her name and money did the work for her. With Faith she knew it was different. Faith had no idea who she really was and was a successful woman in her own right so she wouldn’t be the least impressed with what Cass could buy her.

  Faith placed her wine glass on the coffee table, shifted closer to Cass, took the untouched beer out of her hands, placed it next to her wine glass, and then straddled Cass’s lap.

  “I’ve been wanting to do this since we kissed on the beach after dinner,” she said before taking Cass’s face into her hands and kissing her.

  It didn’t take much coaxing for Cass to slide her hands around Faith’s waist to pull her in closer to deepen the kiss. Faith stroked Cass’s back while Cass slid her hands along the curves of Faith’s backside and gave a gentle but firm squeeze. Faith moaned into Cass’s mouth and shifted her hips forward causing her most sensitive parts to come into contact with the fly of Cass’s pants. Cass kissed along Faith’s jawline to her neck, trailing a heated path toward her cleavage. When her tongue dipped out and traced the outline of Faith’s breasts along the edge of her dress, she felt Faith’s body tremble within her arms. Cass kissed her way back up toward Faith’s ear.

  “Should we stop?” she whispered.

  “Why would we want to do that?” Faith asked breathlessly.

  “I just wanted to make sure we aren’t moving too fast.”

  Faith looked down to make eye contact with Cass. “Don’t get me wrong, I don’t normally do this on a first date, but I also don’t normally feel such a strong pull toward someone on the first date either. Believe me when I say if I want this to stop, I will let you know. Besides, I believe I’m the one who started this,” she said with a mischievous grin.

  Cass slid her hands along Faith’s thighs to where her dress bunched up around her knees and slid her hands beneath the hem before traveling back up and massaging the sensitive area of Faith’s inner thighs with her thumbs. Faith’s head fell back and a deep moan escaped at the intimate touch. Cass leaned forward and traced a warm trail of kisses along Faith’s exposed neck as her fingers skimmed along the lace of her panties. Faith’s whole body shivered in reaction.

  “Are you cold?” Cass asked.

  “Just the opposite.”

  Cass pressed the pad of her thumb against the area of Faith’s panties where her clit was sheathed beneath, and she shivered once more. “Hmm…I wonder what could be causing such a reaction,” she teased her.

  Faith grasped Cass’s face and brought her lips down upon hers in a passion-filled kiss as she shifted her hips closer to the pressure of Cass’s thumb and rode the pleasure it brought to her clit until her panties were soaked with the proof of her desire.

  Faith broke the kiss. “Why don’t we take this to the bedroom.”

  Cass wrapped her arms tightly around Faith’s waist, scooted forward on the sofa, and stood with Faith still in her arms. Faith wrapped her arms around Cass’s neck and her legs around Cass’s waist as she walked toward the bedroom. When they arrived, Cass gently lowered Faith onto the bed.

  “Lie back,” she told Faith, who didn’t hesitate to comply.

  Cass lifted the hem of Faith’s dress, reached beneath to grasp her panties, and slowly pulled them down Faith’s hips and along her long legs. Faith watched as Cass brought the lacy confection toward her nose, closed her eyes, and inhaled deeply.

  Cass tossed the panties aside and knelt between Faith’s legs. “Let’s find out if you taste as good as you smell.”

  Faith spread her legs wider to accommodate Cass who bunched the hem of her dress farther up around her hips and lowered her head between Faith’s smooth thighs. Cass lowered her head and placed her lips for the most intimate of kisses. Faith whimpered in response. When Cass lifted Faith’s legs and placed them on her shoulders and her tongue slowly snaked out and flicked her clit, it took Faith everything she had to keep from flying off the bed. She gripped the bedding to hold herself down as Cass proceeded to give her a tongue lashing she would never forget.

  Faith’s whimpers soon turned to moans, then to Cass’s surprise, passionate murmurs in French. Cass held on to Faith’s hips and rode out the tide of shudders and squirming until she felt Faith’s body stiffen just before she shouted out in orgasmic release. Cass plunged her tongue deep as the proof of Faith’s climax pooled from the heart of her femininity. As the aftershocks of Faith’s pleasure tremored through her body, Cass joined her on the bed lying beside her. Cass rested her head on her hand and lazily ran her fingers up and down Faith’s thigh.

  “So you speak French?” Cass asked.

  “Uh, yeah, how did you know?”

  Cass repeated some of what Faith said and Faith covered her face in embarrassment.

  “Judging by your expression I guess I’m going to have to google it to find out what you said.”

  Faith peeked out between her fingers, “Maybe I’ll tell you at breakfast.”

  “Breakfast. Does that mean I get another French lesson?” Cass said as her index finger slipped into the slick opening of Faith’s sex and stroked lazily.

  Faith moaned. “Mm-hm.” was her only response.

  Cass leaned over and covered Faith’s mouth with her own, her tongue exploring the same way her fingers were exploring within Faith’s other lips. Faith’s hips moved in response. But before she could bring Faith to another orgasm, Cass stopped her ministrations.

  Cass felt a sense of satisfaction at Faith’s whimper of frustration at being stopped so close to completion. “Let’s get out of these clothes. I want to see all of you,” she told her.

  Faith stood and, before Cass could even remove her own shirt, she quickly removed her dress and
bra. Cass’s breath caught at the sight of Faith standing before her in all her naked glory. She dropped her shirt on the floor and walked over to Faith.

  “You are so beautiful,” Cass said. She rested her hands on Faith’s waist, bent her head, and took one of Faith’s hardened nipples into her mouth, gently suckling and nibbling until Faith was moaning once again.

  Faith ran her hands along Cass’s scalp and thrust her chest forward. Cass took her other hand and began massaging Faith’s other breast while she suckled on the first.

  “Not fair…” Faith said breathlessly. “You’re still dressed.”

  “What do you know, I sure am.” She stepped back and finished undressing.

  Faith ran her fingers lightly over Cass’s abs. She knelt in front of Cass and replaced her fingers with her tongue, tracing the outline of every muscle as her hands massaged along Cass’s hips and buttocks. Cass moaned and buried her fingers in Faith’s hair. When Faith’s tongue trailed its way down Cass’s hip bone toward the juncture of her thighs Cass’s legs almost buckled beneath her.

  “Let’s try the bed,” she gently grasped Faith’s shoulders to encourage her to stand.

  Faith walked the short distance to the bed and lay down. Cass joined her, settling her body over Faith’s. Cass kissed her hungrily, as if she couldn’t get enough of the feel and taste of Faith’s lips.

  Faith playfully nudged Cass off of her. “My turn.”

  Cass lay back and casually clasped her hands behind her head. “Do as you will.”

  “Turn over,” Faith commanded.

  Cass hesitated but did as she was told. She felt Faith leave the bed and heard her padding away. She was back a moment later and climbed back on the bed.

  “Relax,” Faith told her.

  Cass tried to look back over her shoulder at Faith. “What are you going to do?” she asked nervously.

  Faith leaned down and placed a kiss on Cass’s frown. “You really don’t like not being in control, do you? Just relax, I’m not going to do anything you won’t enjoy.”

  Cass crossed her arms and laid her head down trying to relax. She heard the pop of a top, then a few seconds later, smelled the scent of her favorite lotion and felt Faith’s soft hands spreading the thick cream along her shoulders.

  “Wow, you are beyond tense. It’s like trying to massage a concrete wall,” Faith said, firmly kneading Cass’s tight shoulders.

  Cass took a deep breath and allowed herself to relax under Faith’s attentive ministrations. Her hands and fingers were strong and were soon coaxing the tension from Cass’s neck, shoulders, and back. Listening to the faint sound of the ocean beyond the open window, feeling Faith’s firm touch, and having no current care in the world except this moment had Cass wondering if this was what Heaven felt like.

  Faith was thoroughly enjoying turning the controlling, tense woman she’d met this afternoon to butter. She had her turn over onto her back and repeated the same massaging touch along the front of her body. She took extra time to gently knead her breasts, purposely bypassing the sensitive area at the juncture of her thighs and working her way to Cass’s feet where she found out Cass was ticklish when she began giggling as Faith tried to massage her feet.

  “Ah, I’ve found a weakness,” Faith teased her.

  “And I hope you keep it to yourself.”

  “What happens in Turks and Caicos stays in Turks and Caicos,” Faith joked.

  Cass gently pulled Faith on top of her. “I hope not everything,” she said sincerely.

  “Not if I can help it.” Faith cupped Cass’s face and placed a gentle, sweet kiss on her lips.

  The next few hours were spent making slow, passionate love until both were too satiated to do anything but fall asleep in each other’s arms.

  * * *

  Cass awoke to the sound of light snoring. She opened her eyes and smiled as her gaze landed on the woman sleeping beside her making the noise. She couldn’t believe how the past twenty-four hours had completely changed her. Since the moment she’d met Faith on the beach she had not once thought about what might be going on at Pure. For the first time in years, she was actually enjoying just being with someone without wondering how she was going to get the woman out of her house before she had to get up and start her day. She felt as if she could simply lie there watching Faith sleep all morning. She almost laughed at a particularly loud snort

  Faith’s eyes fluttered opened. “Are you really watching me sleep?”

  “More like watching you snore,” Cass said with an amused grin.

  Faith covered her head with the sheet. “I can’t believe I just did that.” She peeked out at Cass.

  “I’ve discovered your weakness. Now we’re even.” She moved the sheet from in front of Faith’s face and greeted her with a deep kiss.

  “Good morning, beautiful,” Cass said.

  “Good morning, sexy,” Faith responded.

  “You hungry?” Cass asked.

  “Starved.”

  “Serge stocks the fridge in case I want anything while he’s not available. Let me see what I can throw together.” Cass placed a quick kiss on Faith’s nose then climbed out of bed.

  Faith watched admiringly as Cass quickly dressed in her T-shirt and boxer briefs from last night then left the room in search of food. She fell back happily into the covers and stretched lazily. Meeting Cass was such a wonderfully unexpected treat from what she thought was going to be a sad trip. Cass had mentioned interest in looking at property on the island, and Faith thought it would be a great way to spend the day. She would contact the Realtor who helped her mother find her property and see what was available to view that afternoon. Faith smiled to herself. Funny how life works. A chance encounter on a train leading to this wonderful moment.

  The sound of buzzing interrupted her thoughts. She looked over at the nightstand and saw that it was Cass’s phone. She was just about to let Cass know when she noticed the picture of the person and name that came up with the call. The caller ID said Chanelle, and the picture was one of Cass and Chanelle Lawson, heads together, smiling happily at the camera in a selfie pic. Faith sat up staring at the phone as if Chanelle herself were about to appear in the room with her. When the buzzing stopped, sending the call to voice mail, Faith sat staring at it in confusion.

  How did Chanelle and Cass know each other? Then she remembered something Cass told her when they were talking about their families. She had an uncle who was the black sheep of the family and had involved his kids in his schemes. What were the chances that Cass’s uncle was Craig Lawson? What were the chances that the chance meeting on the beach wasn’t a chance meeting at all but something Craig had arranged to try to compromise her or to get her to sell the house?

  Faith’s mind swirled with confusion and doubt. Even if it wasn’t planned, and the encounter on the train then meeting here was a coincidence, there was no way she was going to get involved with anyone connected to Craig Lawson. Faith jumped out of bed, hurriedly dressed, searched the room for her shoes, then remembered she’d left them in the living room. She would have to leave them. Fortunately, sometime during the night she had brought her phone into the room with her ID, credit cards, and room key stored in the stick-on wallet. She grabbed her phone and left through the door that led out to the same patio that the living room doors faced. She made sure to walk around the villa in the opposite direction of where those doors faced so Cass wouldn’t see her. Tears clouded her vision as she ran barefoot all the way to her villa.

  * * *

  “Here we go!” Cass said as she walked into the bedroom with a tray of sliced fruit, toast, a veggie omelet, and mimosas.

  She stopped on the threshold when she noticed the empty bed. “Faith?” she called.

  When there was no answer, she placed the tray on the desk in the room and walked toward the open bathroom door.

  “Faith?” When she saw the bathroom was empty, she looked around the room in confusion. Then she noticed the open patio door.


  “You want to have breakfast on the patio?” she asked as she grabbed the tray again and walked over to the door. Once again, confusion reigned when she didn’t find Faith outside.

  She set the tray on one of the patio tables and walked out to the beach, then around the perimeter of the villa but didn’t find Faith. When she started getting strange looks from passersby, she realized she was walking around in her underwear and hurried back into the villa. She put on her pants, slipped on her shoes, grabbed her phone, then headed back out to the living room with the intention of going to Faith’s villa, then she realized she didn’t know which one was hers. They had spent most of their time together at her villa. Cass sat on the sofa, head in hands, trying to figure out what she might have said or done to make Faith leave so abruptly, but she couldn’t think of anything.

  She was still sitting that way when there was a knock on her door. Cass hurried to answer it.

  “Faith, I thought you—” But it wasn’t Faith on the other side of the door. It was Serge.

  “Good morning, Cass. I figured after your late night you would want to sleep in today so I thought you wouldn’t mind if I came a little late,” he said.

  “Oh, hey, Serge.” She walked dejectedly away from the door, leaving it open for him to enter.

  Serge looked on in concern. “Is everything all right?” he asked.

  “I honestly don’t know,” she said.

  Before she could explain further, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw Ebony’s name.

  “Yo, Eb, what’s up?” she asked.

  “Hey, Cass, sorry to interrupt your vacay, but we have an issue and unfortunately you’re the only one that can handle it. How soon can you get to the airport?”

  Cass ran her hand tiredly down her face. “Give me an hour.”

  “Okay. Steph already called to have the plane ready for whenever you get there. Call me when you get to the airport and I’ll give you more details.”

  “Yeah, okay,” Cass said then hung up.