Prompt: "A random, randy encounter"
Wow. She's hot.
Chloe watched from the main counter of her store as a stunning brunette, petite and slender, ambled inside and began perusing the selection of flowers on display. She waited for a few moments but, as she saw indecision cross the woman's face, decided she needed to meet her.
"Hi," Chloe said with her signature beaming smile as she came up behind the customer. "Welcome to Floral Imaginations."
The brunette whirled in fright, hand pressed to her chest. "Fuck, you scared me!" Then she frowned sheepishly. "Shit. Sorry for swearing at you."
Chloe just continued smiling, eyes drinking in the gorgeous woman. "That's ok. I'm Chloe. Can I help you with something, Ms...?" she paused expectantly.
The woman sighed and looked down, anxiously gripping the handle of her purse. "It's Beca... and yeah actually," she replied. "I... I need a breakup plant."
Red eyebrows shot up. "A breakup... plant?" Chloe pushed a hand slowly through her red hair and pursed her lips in question.
"I want to send a fuck you to my ex-girlfriend by way of... greenery."
Light blue eyes twinkled. "I see... ok... so it's not a plant you need, it should be a breakup bouquet,
and it should be hydrangeas. They mean, 'It's over but think well of me.'"
The brunette nodded. "Ok, I'll take whatever you think is appropriate."
Chloe turned and walked back to the counter, setting her iPad on it and then folding her hands as the brunette followed her. "How long were you together?" she asked.
"Four months," Beca said softly.
Chloe nodded as she looked at her tablet, judging her inventory. "You have an interesting name, Beca. Is it short for Rebecca?"
"No," the brunette chuckled. "It's just Beca. My mother wanted something a little different."
The redhead smiled again. "Cool. Ok so... I'm going to ask you a couple of questions, if that's ok?"
Beca nodded. "Sure."
"Question number one... I'm assuming you're not parting on good terms?"
The brunette looked down and sighed. "Not really," she replied. "She cheated on me... with a dude."
"I'm sorry," the florist replied with a sympathetic smile. "That leads me to question number two... "Do you want a nice bouquet or a revenge bouquet?"
Beca took a moment to think about it. "Uh," she said after a few moments. "You know, I'm super-pissed off. We'd just agreed to be exclusive before she cheated."
Chloe smirked and tilted her head toward the back room. "Come with me," she said, then turned on her heel and led her customer inside. "Hydrangeas aren't necessarily the most popular of flowers," she said. "So, I'm going to give you two choices."
Beca nodded. "Ok... what are they?"
"Well," the redhead said, indicating the flowers sitting in water-filled buckets against the wall. "I have some that are near their end of life and are frankly a little wilted, and I have some fresh ones. Which do you want your ex to have in her bouquet? There's also the added bonus of the wilted ones being half-price," Chloe added with a little grin. She moved a little closer to her customer, light blue eyes locked intently on Beca's dark blue. It made the brunette swallow hard as electricity crackled between them.
Beca smirked as she suddenly realized that something potentially great was happening and then tilted her head. "I like the idea of the wilted ones... but..."
"But?" Chloe repeated with one raised eyebrow.
"If I pay full price, can I have the added bonus of maybe spending some time with you?" The redhead paused a moment, then looked down, biting her bottom lip a little. Beca sucked in a breath. She'd truly never met such a sexy woman before, and she couldn't help taking another step toward her. "What do you say? Drink after you get off?"
Chloe chuckled softly and boldly reached out to pull the brunette closer. There was no space between them when she purred... "Well, Beca... I'd definitely like to get off..."
The energy and attraction between them were crazy and Beca, without hesitation, let her hands move to the florist's hips.
"I was thinking the exact same thing," she added, as she went for the redhead's lips and Chloe melted into her, slipping her tongue into her mouth and sighing softly. Then she groaned as the brunette nipped at her bottom lip and walked her backward to push her against the wall, kissing her harder and deeper. A wave of arousal made Chloe's knees feel weak and she moaned as she felt gentle hands move under her shirt to touch her warm skin, caressing her sides, then her stomach as a strong thigh pressed between hers.
"Beca..." she moaned. "God."
Beca's hands moved to the waistband of her jeans, plucking at the button as she took a moment to ease back and look at her. "Are you sure this is ok?" she asked.
Chloe nodded and kissed her again, breathing coming harder and faster as sinful things happened in her mouth, making her grasp at Beca and hold her even tighter. Then her jeans were open, and the brunette's hand was snaking down into her underwear.
Beca closed her eyes and moaned softly as her fingertips met warm wetness and she kissed Chloe's neck, biting softly at it then as she explored between slick folds. "You feel so good," she whispered, finding the redhead's already-swollen clit and caressing it softly.
A soft curse escaped Chloe's throat and she tilted her hips forward. "Please... Bec..." Then she gasped as two fingers slipped inside her and started a slow, deep rhythm. "Oh… God..." she got out hoarsely. "Yes..." Her hand grasped Beca's wrist, encouraging her to thrust harder. "Yes..."
The brunette's free hand slid under her shirt and up into her bra to caress and squeeze her breast. "You're so beautiful," Beca sighed. "Please tell me you're single."
The redhead let out a stuttering laugh. "Yes, I'm very single... but that might be changing..." She pulled Beca back in and kissed her hard. "God, I hope that's changing..." she added as Beca's lips moved to her neck.
The smaller woman grinned and redoubled her efforts, holding on as Chloe tipped her head back and her hips bucked. Her orgasm devoured her, and she saw stars behind her closed eyes as her entire body shuddered through the pleasure. Then she went limp and Beca quickly wrapped her arms around her waist, holding her up and close to her own body at the same time. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah," Chloe panted. It took a few moments for her to recover, and she smiled as she closed her jeans and pulled her customer in for a long kiss. "I close up at six," she whispered as she peppered kisses along the brunette's jawline.
"I'll be here," Beca replied. She left one last kiss on Chloe's lips and then headed for the door.
The florist held up her hand. "Wait, Beca... what about the hydrangeas?"
The brunette stopped, then slowly turned, a little smile on her face. "The fresh ones," she replied. "Now I feel like I owe my ex a thank you. If she hadn't cheated, I wouldn't have met you."
Chloe's eyes lit up as a beaming smile rushed over her face. "I'll have them ready when you come back this evening. On the house."
Beca went back for one more kiss. "Thank you. I'll see you later."
"Yeah," Chloe replied with an even broader smile. "Later."