Marta De La Reina, a upper class middle daughter of the powerful De La Reyna family and Fina Valero the daughter of the family's loyal chauffeur fall in love as they work closely together in the Perfumería de La Reyna's retail store.
Note: This one-shot takes place right after Fina and Marta reconcile with a kiss. They say, "juntas". This is what I imagine happened in that office. Enjoy!
FINA POV
When their lips met again, Fina felt like she floated on air. She had come to Marta's office determined, but also angry. Now, she only felt elation. That is what Marta did- she pushed her to the brink, and then brought her back with the intensity of her words, and her love.
Marta pulled away from their kiss first, but she was smiling- a smile that reached her eyes. She hadn't seen that carefree smile in a long time. Fina took the time to take her in, fully this time. Her cheeks were flushed a light pink, her lips shimmered from their kiss, and her eyes shone with unshed tears. Marta looked younger, more vulnerable somehow.
"Thank you," Fina said. "Thank you for betting on us, Marta. Thank you for believing in our love."
"It's not our love I don't believe in, Fina. I need you to understand that. It's that... I doubt my ability to make you happy, and I love you too much to go through another breakup."
Fina hushed her. "Let's not think about all the ways this can go wrong. We have Jaime on our side, and we will be careful, but we can't waste this opportunity to live out our love. We don't know how much time we have on this earth. My father's illness has driven that point home," Fina insisted.
Marta was smiling at her, with wonderment and amusement.
"What?" Fina asked, "Do you find what I'm saying unrealistic or is it something else?"
Marta rushed to correct her. "No darling, it's just- I love how passionate you are. How brave, how strong. I love when you get all worked up, how you don't hold back from going for what you want. It makes me feel scared, challenged, and... other things..." Marta trailed off, but her voice had dipped to that lower register Fina loved so much. When Marta used that tone it soothed her, but also increased her heart rate.
Fina grabbed Marta's hand, and pulled Marta towards her, until she was flush against Fina. Fina kissed her again, but this time it wasn't the tentative brush of lips. Fina tilted her head so she could slide her lips against Marta's, while she slipped her tongue deliberately into Marta's mouth. Marta inhaled sharply, and briefly pulled back, looking towards the office door. Fina, reading her mind, pulled her towards the wall on the side of the door. That way, they would be out of view, in case anyone came unannounced.
Marta giggled, but didn't resist, and Fina pinned her against the wall, a position they were already very familiar with. Marta began to protest, but her eyes had turned that darker shade of blue, which gave her true desires away.
"Please, Marta," Fina said in a breathless whisper, anticipating Marta's protests. Then it was like Marta understood what Fina needed, so she gave in to Fina, letting her body melt against Fina's and the wall. Fina loved the feeling of Marta's body, usually rigid and tense, turned soft and pliant in her arms. Marta seemed somehow frailer, now.
Soon enough, their kisses went from soft and searching to hungry and needy. They had managed to mask their feelings this past week but living under the same roof had required so much restraint, that now that they were alone, their passion erupted without much provocation. They were panting, as their bodies sought purchase against one another. Marta had slipped her hand to Fina's ass and was holding Fina firmly against her. Fina pulled away from Marta's lips to lick Marta's ear, which was a sensitive spot. Marta whimpered, and Fina felt it shoot pleasure right to her center. In between sighs, Marta managed to say, "Fina, we need to stop... we should talk some more about wha..."
Fina cut her off with a kiss. She felt Marta place her hand in the center of her chest, but rather than push her away, Marta pulled her closer by her sash. Marta then tilted her head to give Fina access to her. Fina took the offering and licked Marta's beautiful, long, elegant neck. Fina smiled against her as she spoke.
"You're right, we do need to stop," Fina said, but hadn't moved away from Marta's neck. Fina positioned her leg between Marta, who instinctively widened her stance to accommodate Fina's leg. Fina could feel the heat emanating from Marta and knew how easy it would be to bring Marta to orgasm right then and there.
"We do need to stop," Marta tried again, but was sighing in pleasure and did nothing to pull away.
"Well I need to go back to work," Fina agreed. "Carmen will be wondering what's holding me up," all while sucking on Marta's pulse point.
"Mhmmm," Marta replied, without opening her eyes, lost in all the sensations Fina's mouth elicited in her.
"But I have a problem," Fina interjected.
When Marta didn't respond, except to pull Fina more urgently against her, Fina continued.
"My problem is that I'm so wet, so aroused," Fina teased, while moving Marta's hand against her breast, and holding it there, "that I'm afraid everyone in the store will know how you affect me, how I'm imagining the next time we are alone together, while I'm trying to sell perfumes."
Marta whined and swallowed hard at hearing Fina's words. She opened her eyes, but they were hooded with lust. Marta opened her mouth to speak but was stunned into silence by the boldness of Fina's words.
Fina put her hand on top of Marta's and said, "So promise me one thing."
Fina had her other hand tangled in Marta's hair lifting it up away from her shoulders.
"What," Marta managed to whisper, still pulsating against Fina.
"Promise me you won't make me wait too long, until you let me make love to you again. Let me love you, Marta. Please. Don't run away from me ever again."
Fina could feel Marta tremble in her arms, as she let out a sharp, slow exhale.
"I promise," Marta said, and sealed her lips against Fina's once again.
They kissed slow, and sensual, languid, and deep. "I love you so much," Marta whispered against Fina's mouth, and then leaned her forehead against Fina's, trying to regain equilibrium.
"Tell me again," Fina demanded.
"Te amo tanto, que no puedo respirar sin tí." Marta kissed her. "Eres mi aire." Another kiss. "Mi Cielo," kiss. "Mi sol. Nunca lo dudes."
Fina smiled against Marta's mouth. Deep down, Fina knew Marta loved her, had seen it in Marta's eyes, but hearing it never lost its power. Convinced of that love, Fina let go of her lover. As Marta returned to her desk, Fina fixed her hairpins which had come undone. As she turned towards the door, she looked back, only to find Marta's eyes had slipped to her ass, the way they were prone to do. Fina giggled, and Marta looked up, with a sheepish smile, knowing full well that Fina had caught her.
As desire and erotic anticipation bubbled up inside of her again, all she managed to say was, "Soon." It was both a promise and a challenge, and she slowly shut the door behind her.
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