Elizabeth slid gracefully out of the black SUV and I followed behind her. She took the few stairs to the front door two at a time while I hung back on the wide sidewalk, leaning against the car and admiring her as she fumbled with her key and pushed the door open, elated that sober Elizabeth did not regret what took place the night before; I sure as hell didn't. "What?" She asked, looking at me over her shoulder.
"Nothing," I said with a smile, unable to contain my sheer joy. I felt like sunbeams were shooting out of my face. "You're beautiful, that's all." She blushed and motioned for me to follow her as she entered her home. I joined her in the entry as she kicked her shoes to the side and removed her coat, padding barefoot towards the closet to hang it up. I removed my shoes and placed them neatly on the floor next to the door, surrendering my coat to her extended hand. I stepped closer to her as she hung my coat next to her's and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, resting my head on the plane behind her shoulder.
"That's a sight I could get used to," she said as she admired the two coats. Strange that something so silly could fill my heart with so much happiness, but she was as thrilled as I was at the image of our belongings together, looking like they belonged together. She turned to face mine to kiss my forehead, and in response, I leaned up onto my toes to brush my lips against hers. She pulled me close and wrapped me in her arms, and I sighed happily into her mouth.
After a few moments, my bare heels returned to the floor and my lips separated from hers. "Waffles." I reminded her. She grinned and took my hand, leading me into the kitchen.
The waffle maker was already out on the counter and she headed for the pantry, letting my small hand slip from hers. "Measuring cups are in the drawer to the right of the sink and mixing bowls are in the cabinet above," she called to me. I made my way around the large island and began collecting supplies. She returned to my side with flour, eggs, chocolate chips, and a few other ingredients.
"I could have guessed you'd be one for chocolate chip waffles," I said with a chuckle.
"There's no other way to eat them!" She replied. I could tell her mouth was watering at the thought.
"I agree," I replied. She looked at me with a curious expression.
"I wouldn't have guessed that."
"There are plenty of things about me I'm sure would surprise you." I winked at her and we both laughed as she began sloppily measuring flour and adding it to the mixing bowl. I cringed internally, then used my hip to bump her to the side and took over. "From what I've heard and what I just watched, I don't think these waffles will be edible if I don't step in."
She surrendered the measuring cups willingly and hopped up onto the counter next to the mixing bowl as I continued to add ingredients.
"Tell me something else that would surprise me," Elizabeth said, finishing her large waffle before I could tackle even a quarter of mine.
I looked into her eyes and put down my fork, chewing what would be my last bite. Silence lingered as we stared into each other's eyes. "I've felt this way about you since your first day as Secretary." The look on her face was definitely a mixture of surprise and elation, and I was relieved. This whole situation was too good to be true. "You came into the office and I was… wonderstruck."
She laughed out loud and I couldn't help but blush. "Really?" She asked in astonishment, "I thought you HATED me."
"I know, I heard you and Blake discussing the scale." She cocked her head at me, so I added an imitation of Blake saying 'I think that one goes to eleven,' to which she responded with a look of shock and enlightenment.
"You heard that?!"
"Yes, and it thoroughly surprised me! I guess I'm better at hiding my wildest fantasies than I thought."
"You are," she said, looking at me with an intensity that awoke the butterflies once more. "I wish last night had come sooner."
"I'm grateful it came at all," I whispered. "Looks like we were both pretty good at hiding our feelings."
She stood up then, smiling and grabbing my hand. She pulled me away from the table and I followed her upstairs into her beautiful bedroom. Before I got the chance to take it all in, her lips were on mine, sucking and nipping. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her body close, craving her warmth. I felt her fingers tugging at the hem of my blouse and took initiative to swiftly pull it over my head in one fluid motion before grasping the skirt of her dress. She raised her arms, allowing me to pull it up over her head. She shook out her hair and I pushed her back onto the king-sized bed, then unzipped my pants and let them drop to the floor before climbing over her body to place kisses across her flat stomach. "Oh no no no," Elizabeth said, rolling our bodies so she was on top of me. She straddled my small form and pinned my arms above my head, grinning slyly. "It's MY turn to have a little fun, remember?"
Her hands stayed locked around my wrists and I didn't put up a fight as her lips glided down the skin on my neck, starting at the hollow behind my ear and tracing to my prominent collar bones. Her warm breath and soft grazing sent a shiver up my spine. She crossed to my throat and traveled down further, nuzzling her nose between small breasts still encased by my lacey bra. She released my arms then, sliding her hands between my back and the mattress to unclasp the material and expose my chest. "Jesus, Nadine, how did I manage to keep my hands off you for so long?"
I choked on a laugh as she went to work on a nipple, using her mouth in a way that I'd never known. She used her right hand to tease the other, her left hovering on my waist. I was already arching into her touch and tangled one hand into her messy hair, the other sliding down my own torso. I traced the line of my panties with two fingers before sliding them further down so I could feel my own wet heat. Elizabeth tossed her hair to the side and was moving for my other nipple as I closed my eyes and began to pleasure myself. She grabbed my wrist and pinned it over my head once more. "Patience, young grasshopper," she said with amusement, "As ridiculously sexy as that was, I've got you covered this time."
I squirmed below her, not thinking clearly enough to comprehend what she had said; if I wasn't mistaken, I was 7 years older than she was. No matter, she had pushed the only garment left on my body to the side without bothering to take it off and was slowly teasing my clit with the tip of her tongue. I was already trembling, and she slowed her pace even more. I involuntarily bucked into her open mouth, my body craving the friction and my mind craving her touch. Her slow, soft strokes were absolutely torturous.
"Eliza-habeth," I gasped as I exhaled her name softly, knowing that my only other option would be to shout it out unnecessarily loud. Her eyes met mine as she continued to tease. "Faster," I rasped, gasping for oxygen. Even with as slowly as she was moving my mind was racing a million miles an hour, and I was breathless in a failed attempt at choking back a long, deep moan.
"Hmmm?" she mused, although she acknowledged my request by flicking her tongue with a bit more speed.
"Faster," I begged again, aching for something inside me as well.
"I can't hear you, Nadine," she said innocently, covering the warmth between my legs with her mouth and sucking lightly. I knew she was trying to elicit a scream and I couldn't take it any longer.
"God DAMMIT ELIZABETH… GO… FASTER!" I shouted, unable to hold back my desperate frustration any longer. I bucked again and out of nowhere, she plunged two fingers deep into my body, moving quickly and adding a third as she sucked and licked at my writhing body. I could have sworn I had been lit on fire. This wild pleasure seemed to last forever, yet when I felt my body release it felt too soon. Elizabeth lapped up what she could and sat up, wiping her mouth. She seemed to tower over my small, heaving figure as I filled my lungs with as much air as I possibly could. She bit her lip and smiled, looking too pleased with herself. "You magnificent bitch," I cursed her with a grin, "that couldn't have possibly been legal." I was breathless.
She crawled across to the head of her bed laughing and untucked the comforter we had been on top of. After removing the rest of the clothing that still covered her body, she huddled into the sheets. I mustered enough strength to follow her into the covers, still trembling from the aftershock, but not before discarding my soaked panties. I scooted closer, and she pulled my warm body until we were face to face, flesh on flesh. I kissed her softly and could taste myself on her tongue as she slid it into my mouth. We stayed like that, embraced and lip-locked for a short time; it was something I never wanted to end.
"Nadine," she said softly, her piercing blue eyes looking straight into mine.
"Yes, ma'am?" We both laughed hysterically at that, "Sorry Elizabeth, force of habit," I said, wiping tears of laughter from my eyes.
"Yeah, a habit you're definitely going to have to break if we keep this up."
"So you want to keep this up?" I asked slightly concerned, already forgetting that this was a brand new and somewhat risky development.
"Do you?" She asked me hopefully.
"Elizabeth, there's nothing on this earth that I've wanted more than you from the day we met." She smiled at me with her blindingly white teeth.
"Good, because I don't know what I'd do if this was a one-time thing. Before this, I didn't know what I was missing with you, but now..." I blushed, at a loss for words at the moment. "Really, Nadine. There are so many things that I adore about you. I mean, at first it was just the way you looked, the way you dressed, and those wild curls," she twisted a hand into my dark hair as she said this, and I placed my hand on top of hers. "Even the whole wall you have up, that tough exterior," she continued, "major turn on." She winked at me and we laughed in unison. "But I've come to see so much more behind that wall of professionalism. You're passionate, strong-willed. You have a good heart and you work so hard for the people around you. And that brings me to what I wanted to say before you called me ma'am just now." We both laughed again. Everything was so effortless with her, and I was in love with the way it felt without the barriers of professionalism and hidden feelings.
"Nadine, I think I'm in love with you, and I think I have been for a long time." She put her head down and untangled her hand from my hair, pulling it back to her body. I was elated and not at all put off by her confession; yes it was fast, but I'd been feeling this way for a while too and I completely understood what she felt. Deep down, behind all the formalities of the job and our professional relationship, we both knew it was true.
I reached out for the hand she had retracted and brought it to my lips, kissing it softly and holding it close. "Elizabeth," I whispered as her gaze returned to meet mine, "I am in love with you."
Emotion surged through both of our bodies, and we wrapped ourselves together in a deep, intense kiss. She pulled me on top of her and we ground together, sighing and moaning and mumbling terms of endearment as our bodies moved as one. She then flipped my body with ease so I was flat on my back as she straddled my hips and continued to kiss me.
"One more thing," she said looking down at me from above, "I changed my mind. I think it's sexy when you call me ma'am."
I grinned up at her with a devious look on my face. "Yes, ma'am."