Chapter 2

After that things had been going great between them. They had a new case and everyone was trying to win the automatic A, Ms. Keating offered. While everyone was doing research in the law library, Laurel smoothly came to her side.

Discreetly Laurel leaned in and asked, "Will you go on a date with me Saturday?"

"Please, I would never go on a date with a woman." Laurel frowned wondering what she had down wrong and quietly nodded, accepting the answer. To her surprise, Michaela stopped her by the elbow and replied just as quietly. "Pick me up at 7, and bring a toothbrush."

Laurel blushed and nodded.

When the Keating five return to the house to report what they found to their Professor, Laurel pulled Frank aside. She cleanly broke up with him and hadn't thought twice about it.

When he asked why, Laurel replied, "Look Frank, I don't make it a habit of sleeping with two people at the same time. Especially when one of them is a woman. Besides, what we had was just a fling, it physical. But this girl... I want to give it a real shot."

"You really like this girl?"

"I do and I think likes me too. I'm hoping a date will show her that it could be nice being in a relationship with another woman."

"So, no sex? I could handle two women at the same time." Frank offered.

"Its been fun Frank, but I'm a one woman kind of gal. Adios."

When Saturday came both women were nervous to say the least. The night had been easy, and romantic. Laurel had picked her on time. The Italian restaurant was perfect and dim lighted setting the atmosphere for the night. Laurel settled the bill without question. She helped Michaela into her coat and held the door her.

They were both just a little buzzed and the sexual tension had been thick. Spanish slipped from Laurel's lips a couple times as they talked through dinner. They were now headed back to Michaela's place. Michaela was so turned on that she noticed she was really wet, like to the point where she could feel it touching her skin when she shifted her legs.

Laurel pulled up to her classmates house and for a moment, when the car was off, she wondered if Michaela still wanted her to stay the night. Not wanting the woman to back out, Laurel jumped out of the car, and swiftly came around to open Michaela's door. Determination was all over her face, she had to see it all the way through.

They made it to the front door and Laurel could visibly see Michaela's hand visibly trembling.

"Michaela..."

"I'm not nervous, I don't do nervous. I'm just..." She finally got the door open and exhaled after locking it behind her. Then she pulled the laurel by the hand, and led her straight to her bedroom. The both kicked off their heels as they walked further in.

"Hey, one step at a time right?" Laurel said, to which the brown skin woman nodded.

"Good, because at dinner I didn't know what I wanted more, the chicken Alfredo or you, but I was really hoping I'd get the chance to taste both tonight." Laurel said before pulling her closer in to a thorough kiss and pulled back to see the other womans reaction.

"Then let me help you get undressed." Michaela pulled Laurels top over her head And her mouth went desert like dry. Of course underneath the cream blouse would be a black ultra wonder bra. She moaned in her throat knowing Laurel probably had the matching bottoms on. The black skirt was next, and sure enough, the boy cut panties matched.

"Hey, you're pretty good at this."

"I'm good at everything I do." Michaela responded while struggling to reached the zipper behind her.

Laurel smirked and took her by the waist, "Let me get that for you."

She pulled the zipper down on Michaela's blue dress, and to her surprise Michaela wasn't wearing any underwear.

"I see you were ready for me. I can smell you from here. Damn I know you have got to be soaking wet." She released the clasp on Michaela's blue bra and slowly pulled the straps down her shoulders, following them with pecks of kisses.

Michaela threw her head to side as Laurel sucked and licked on her pulse point. She never felt this way with Aydin. Damn sure was never this horny from Levi. Her strict upbringing warned against the anything so damning, but fuck Laurel's lips had her on fire. There was no way this could be wrong.

In undergrad, she never experimented with women but it wasn't for lack of curiosity. It was mainly because she hadn't had the opportunity or the attraction. There hadn't been a woman to spark her emotions like this since she accidentally saw one of the basketball players naked in the shower.

The brown skinned woman shivered as Laurel worked her way down. She could feel her knees getting weaker the more Laurel touched her.

"You might want to lay down for this." Laurel looked at her with the serious determination of a master seductress.

Michaela sucked in her bottom lip, and nodded. Walking around to her side she climbed in the middle. She was fully exposed, but under Laurel's intense stare she was turned on higher than a gas oven.

"Spread your legs for me." Laurel commanded. The action following, hit the olive-skinned woman like a punch in the gut. Michaela was slick and completely waxed. "Fuck," Laurel cursed under her breath.

Uncharacteristically wanton and desperate to be touched, Michaela let her hand down her body and between her legs, running a single finger through her slit. From the tip of her finger a line of her secretion dripped down.

Michaela couldn't even get the teasing remark out, before Laurel was completely naked and crawling toward her.

Taking the wet finger in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around the digit and moaned at the taste. After a slew of what was probably very explicit things in Spanish came from Laurel's mouth, she met Michaela with a deep kiss.

"Don't stop kissing me." Michaela had one hand on Laurel cheek and the other on her neck holding her there.

Not being able to resist any longer, Laurel slid two fingers firmly into the brown-skinned woman.

Michaela gasped loudly and pulled Laurel closer.

Pulling back to breathe, Laurel said, "I'm sorry, I just had to be inside of you."

"Don't apologize for something I wanted." Michaela said as she canted her hips, pushed herself further onto Laurel's fingers. She wanted Laurel deeper, she wanted her all over.

"You're so wet, and God so tight." Laurel dove back in to her lips and then down to one of Michaela pert breasts. She'd been dreaming about those breasts since she met her and would not hesitate to get her fill.

Michaela brought the olive-skinned woman back to her lips and relished in their dueling tongues. Laurel was stroking her like pro. The direction, the pace, the depth changed as her arousal grew.

It should have made her embarrassed how fast she was going to come. It felt like they had been at this for hours, but taking a glance at the clock it had only been a few short minutes.

Then Laurel concentrated on the ridged area of her g-spot and rubbed against. Stroking deep as she passed against it. The pleasure was so intense Michaela could no longer stay so quiet. Her neighbors had to heard them in there fucking—making love—whatever this was.

"Laurel…" The name came out as a choked whisper. She could feel the pressure building. She just didn't know how to get over the edge, but she trusted Laurel, and so far the woman was doing a helluva job. Evidence being how wet she was, how she just couldn't stop moaning.

"I know, I've got you." Laurel wrapped her arm around Michaela's waist, holding her in place.

Using her thumb to broadly swiped back and forth against Michaela's swollen clit, she pounded into Michaela, making sure to press firmly against her g-spot. Laurel could feel Michaela contracting around her fingers as if sucking them inside of her and knew the woman was close. But unlike the men Michaela slept with Laurel had endurance and stamina.

They resumed kissing longer and deeper, and just when Michaela was getting use to the two digits Laurel added another finger and then it happened. Michaela saw stars and lights and swore that briefly she saw what heaven was like.

It didn't take four hard strokes until Michaela was shaking and trembling and coming all over Laurel's hand. Still the olive-skinned woman hadn't stopped, she slowed the strokes down making sure to let Michaela's orgasm ride out, but not over stimulate her.

Just as she was about to pull out of the chocolate cavern and taste her fingers, Michaela tightened her legs around Laurel and kept her place.

"Don't you dare move."

That was the way they fell asleep, covered in a light sheen of sweat, the room smelling like arousal and sex. How she woke up though was completely different.

Michaela woke up to Laurel between her legs, kissing and licking and sucking like no man ever had or even attempted to. When she finished coming a couple more times, she said between breaths, "That was the most amazing thing I've ever felt. Why didn't we do that last night?"

Laurel laughed, and smiled lovingly, "One step at a time, right? Wait until you feel what's next."