That One Letter. Larissa Weems x Reader

Chapter 54- Baking Love

   In the meantime, while Larissa was putting her things away in the study, you managed to put the cookies to bake in the oven and even place the dirty dishes in the dishwasher as you just couldn't stand to leave the mess be. For a good minute, Larissa wasn't showing up to take you back to the bedroom for some sex so you immediately rolled out two possible conclusions, the first one being that she changed her mind and wasn't in the mood, or that you had to go to the bedroom by yourself to meet her there.

   So to pass the time you started scrolling on your phone maybe even a little bit glad that you and Larissa won't make love tonight because of the suspicious things you saw less than two hours ago. There was too much going on at the moment that you couldn't help but just start to fidget with anything near to you, the rings you had on your fingers, the bracelets and earrings, all of it got played with just in the matter of minutes, but before you could start winding your fingers in your hair you saw a silhouette carefully watching you, observing every move you did.

   You knew who the person looking down at you was, but when you lifted your eyes off the screen you didn't expect the view to be so breathtaking. Larissa Weems, your blonde girlfriend wasn't dressed in the same dress she had on just a second ago, but instead, she had the most beautiful lingerie set on. The black lace and ribbons perfectly winded around her body and breasts, outlining every detail about her. 

   Your eyes slid down her figure to discover the black high heels she had on highlighting her height even more. Forgetting about all the questions you had on your mind, everything you could think about right now was how she was able to rule over you without even asking you if she could. ''Wow... '' You were completely left speechless as if you had swallowed your own tongue, just by looking at this goddess of a human being leaning against the door frame, silently watching you.

   Still, without saying a single word Larissa started walking towards you, her heels hitting across the floor and echoing through the kitchen as she came closer and closer to you. ''So...want to have some fun? With your mommy?'' She asked as you felt her snatch the phone out of your hands, that you had been so tightly holding onto, placing it on the kitchen table before turning back to you and with quick and sudden movements lifting you up on the kitchen counter. ''Yes...'' You quietly replied to her previous question, the single word was barely there for anyone to hear, but enough for Larissa to understand. 

   ''With who?'' She asked, almost whispering as her hands traveled up to your head to release the hair that had been so neatly put up in a clip. ''W-with my mommy.'' You even bit your lip as you felt butterflies appear between your legs, so you automatically crossed them out of instinct. Larissa saw the action you so suddenly did and knew exactly what was going on. ''Oh, baby...'' She softly chuckled as her hands unwound your legs, grabbing into your thighs as she kept strong eye contact with you. Her face seemed so far away from you as just the 2 inches added to her height from the heels made all the difference in the perspective.  

   Larissa leaned down and pressed her lips against yours to finally break the tension. Her hands slid down to your neck, got a good but gentle grip around it, and pulled your face as close to her as physically possible. You were kissing her back more fiercely, wanting for things to happen faster as still somewhere in the back of your head there was a tough about those cookies, but Larissa Weems wasn't planning on ending things quickly so her kisses were slow, gentle, and passionate. How was this possible? That a woman who held so much power over anyone especially you was capable of blocking out the bad thoughts about herself not even knowing about it. 

  Her hands managed to slip under the sweater, you had on, and pull it off alongside the longsleeved shirt you had on because she knew there was no fun in those, at least not as in a tank top, where she could see a little bit more of you, get herself a little bit more excited before completely pulling the peace of clothing off. As soon as the shirt and sweater were off she saw the black lased bralette you had on immediately making her smirk as if she had committed a sin and seen the devil herself. ''I see we're matching baby.'' She noticed how similar the fabric from your bralette was to her lingerie.