A/N: I know it's April, but life has been life. This chapter is a little short, but it's the last one. It's rated M. If that's not your thing, please don't read.
-03-
"Hi, honey, I'm home," Gloria called playfully as she let herself into Galina's house. Setting her overnight bag down on the bench, she took off her jacket and hung it up on the hook before toeing her feet out of her sneakers.
"Honey?" she called again, walking further into the home. Looking in the kitchen, she could tell that Galina had already started preparing dinner but saw no sign of the beautiful redhead herself. Walking further into the home, she made her way down the hallway toward the bathroom. Sure enough, she found her girl reclined in the tub, soaking in hot a bath.
"Galina," Gloria said her name, a frown marring her features as she noticed the way Galina's face was screwed up in frustration. "Are you okay, honey?"
Galina nodded her head but didn't bother to open her eyes. "It was a long day," she told her softly. "I have a migraine."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Gloria sunk down onto her knees and gently stroked her finger along the skin of Galina's cheek.
"It's okay," she whispered. "This always happens after I have to work with Dmitri all day."
The Valentine's day rush had been absolute insanity, and her ex-husband had been no help. If anything, he'd made her job a hundred times harder than it needed to be, and when she'd been preparing to leave for the evening, they'd gotten into a massive argument. Now, she worried about the state she'd find her store in come morning.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Gloria asked, trailing her fingers down the length of her neck. "Do I need to finish dinner?"
"I have everything in the oven already," Galina whispered as she slowly started to relax. She already felt so much better having Gloria next to her. She'd been thinking about her all day, her mind replaying the dirty conversation they'd had the night before. Thinking about getting laid was the only thing that had given Galina the strength to get through her miserable day at work.
"Mmm, you're amazing," Gloria praised her, leaning over the edge of the tub to kiss her. "Do you know that?" She pecked her lips softly, with light-butterfly kisses intending to tease and arouse.
Galina's wet hand moved to wrap around Gloria's neck, holding her in place as she deepened the kiss. The tips of her fingers brushed gently at the fringe of hair tapered at the base of Gloria's neck. Angling her head, she couldn't help but moan into the kiss, her nails scratching possessively.
Pulling back, Gloria delighted in the look of lust she'd seen flash in Galina's eyes. Setting back, she observed the woman before her, eyes dancing over her body as if she were some sort of sculptured goddess.
Beautiful blue eyes that felt like they could see into her soul. Pink lips that begged to be kissed. Creamy skin that she couldn't wait to explore and get lost in.
Gloria stroked her thumb gently over Galina's bottom lip, smirking as she opened her mouth to nip playfully at her thumb. She moved her hand to her jaw, tracing the strength of bone, and following the path down her neck.
Continuing her exploration, her hand moved across Galina's shoulder and down the length of her arm. She brought the pale, well-manicured hand up to her lips. She nipped the inside of her wrist, before soothing her lips over the skin in a sweet kiss. She kissed her palm, and then delicately traced her fingers through it.
Playing with her fingers, Gloria kissed the tip of each one and lifting her eyes to Galina's she lifted her brow in a teasing promise. Holding her gaze, Gloria sucked two fingers into her mouth—the pointer and middle finger—the two fingers that Galina often liked to use on her.
She played her tongue on the digits teasingly, humming around them and bobbing her head as she pulled them as far back into her throat as she could.
Galina's eyes darkened. Lust. Want. Need. All tangible emotions, that swirled within her as she thought about how lucky she was to be with this woman.
"Gloria," she moaned her name, eyes widening as she continued to watch her.
Gloria released her fingers with a pop and placed a soft kiss to the center of her palm. She kissed her way up her arm and bit her shoulder. She placed a kiss to her neck and rose back up on her knees so that she was able to kiss her lips.
"What?" Gloria whispered innocently against her mouth.
Galina shook her head. "You're awful," she whispered back, pulling her in for another kiss.
Gloria licked her tongue against her bottom lip, wasting no time in deepening the kiss.
Galina purred in the back of her throat. She had half a mind to pull the younger woman over the edge of the tub into the bathwater with her. She wanted to be under her, legs spread, with Gloria's hips cradled in the space between her thighs.
Greedily, possessively, Galina acted, pulling Gloria and clawing at her as she sunk downward in the tub. Unprepared for the strength in which Galina would envelop her, Gloria's top half went over the edge, her left arm scrambling to the opposite side of Galina's body to find the bottom of the tub. She pushed against the resistance, her arm bearing her weight to keep herself from being completely pulled over.
"You could have just asked me to join you," Gloria scolded her, breaking the kiss.
Galina, who was sunk lower in the tub, winked at her, "This was more fun."
Shaking her head, Gloria took the time to look over the rest of her body. Breasts that were begging to be touched, nipples hard and wanting to be acknowledged. She pulled back, groaning in the back of her throat as she realized Galina's knees were bent, parted, and poking out of the water.
She moved her hand down her through the water, first cupping and squeezing a breast in her hand. She pinched playfully at the pink nipple, and then danced her hand south, between Galina's legs.
"How about I do something to help your migraine?" Gloria asked. Her hand explored, playing lightly through her folds. Her fingers expertly found Galina's clit, and she rubbed it gently, basking in the privilege of Galina's hips rising to meet her touch.
Galina rocked into the touch, the water around her sloshing in time with her movements. Arching against the tub, she moved a hand down to join Gloria's beneath the water, needing a firmer touch. The eroticism of the act was not lost on Gloria as she moved up on her knees to get a better angle.
"Is this how you treated yourself last night?" Gloria asked her thickly. Her eyes moved to where their hands were between Galina's legs. "You know I've been thinking about that all day, don't you?"
Galina gasped at her admission, feeling her need and arousal hit their peak. Stilling her hand around Gloria's, she shuddered as she felt her start to lick her ear. It wasn't the most intense orgasm she'd ever had, but it felt so good as a sense of calm soared through her.
"I need you to take me to bed," Galina told her thickly, as she moved to get out of the tub. "Now."
"What about dinner?" Gloria smirked, though she wasn't complaining as she rose up to her feet and handed Galina her towel.
"I'd rather skip to dessert."
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It doesn't take long before the pair of them are stumbling toward the bedroom. The fact that Galina was only wrapped in a towel, spurred Gloria on more as they finally fell back onto the queen-sized bed, Galina beneath her the way she'd been eager to be all day.
"Happy Valentine's Day to me," Gloria smirked cockily as she hiked up Galina's legs to fit around her waist. She could feel the dampness and warmth of her on her bare abdomen, her shirt having been discarded somewhere in the hallway during their journey from the bathroom.
Holding herself up, hands on either side of Galina's head, Gloria leaned down to kiss her lips, mapping a path down her neck. Propping herself up on one arm, she held her balance long enough to pull apart the towel, and her attention automatically moved to the breasts that she'd been admiring earlier.
She can tell by the kick in her libido, and by the way that Galina's arched beneath her that nothing about this encounter is going to take long. They have all night to be slow and to love, but for now, all she wants to do is lay claim and make her come.
Biting at her collarbone, Gloria moved down until she was on her knees at the foot of the bed. Pushing apart Galina's legs, she wasted no time, as she automatically began to kiss and suckle at the sensitive skin of her inner thighs.
Galina's head was swarming with need, and when she finally felt Gloria's tongue, hot and strong against her clit, she thought she was going to pass out. "Jesus Christ," she moaned.
Within a few moments, the pair of them had found a rhythm, and Galina's hips had begun to move in an eager attempt to feel more of Gloria's tongue. Snaking a hand down between her legs, her fingers find their place within the dark hair on Gloria's head. It was less about offering guidance than it is about needing to ground herself.
As the pleasure mounts within her, she can't help but tighten her hold in Gloria's hair.
Gloria moans against her, and her hands are encircled around her waist, smoothing over her stomach where she can feel the clenching and tightening of her abdominal muscles as her body prepares for release.
"God," Galina whimperers. "I'm close." Almost as soon as the words leave her mouth, her body is suspended, and it feels almost as if she is floating. A kaleidoscope of color burst from behind her eyes, and her body shudders in a beautiful orgasm. When she opens her eyes, she is not surprised to see Gloria's brown ones waiting to greet her.
"You know, I could get used to this."
"What?" Gloria laughed. "Having an orgasm?"
"Well, yes…" Galina lifts her head to kiss her. "But I mean, Celebrating Valentine's Day." Gently, she traced her thumb under Gloria's bottom lip. "Strawberries aren't the only thing that would look good dipped in chocolate, you know."