Caminah Smuts

Burnt Brownies

Camila rocked on her heels outside of her girlfriend's apartment, waiting anxiously for her to open the door. The two of them were going to be hanging out tonight. Very alone and very free to do anything they wanted inside Dinah's cozy apartment. (Thank god her roommate was out on vacation with her family.) Camila hoped tonight was the night they were going to finally take the next step in their relationship.

Sex.

The girls had only come close to the activity once, but someone knocked on the door before they could remove any more articles of clothing. That night was the last time Camila had seen Dinah in her bra and underwear. She was too in love with the girl to be bothered by the fact that they haven't had sex yet, but that doesn't mean she didn't want to do it.

At first Camila thought that Dinah didn't want to EVER have sex with her but after a long, serious, and slightly embarrassing conversation, Dinah made it clear that she did in fact want to have sex with her girlfriend. Just at the right time. Camila decided she was going to give Dinah little hints as the night went on, hoping she would pick up on them and make an advantage.

Once Dinah opened the door, the brown eyed girl stopped moving and smiled. "Hi, Mila." Dinah greeted her, opening her arms for a hug. Camila grinned and walked into the embrace. "I missed you." The younger girl admitted.

"I missed you too, sweets." Camila returned, pulling away from the hug slightly so she could kiss her girlfriend passionately. She slowly walked her inside the apartment and closed the door once inside. In one swift motion, Dinah was pinned against the door with a THUD and Camila continued kissing her.

She pulled away with a final SMACK and looked up at Dinah for a reaction. "What was that for?" Dinah asked, laughing breathily.

"I can't kiss my girlfriend - whom I love so very much - in such a way?" Camila asks, raising a questioning eyebrow.

Dinah bit her bottom lip and shrugged, "I'm not complaining, I'm just... you know," She shrugged again. "It was unexpected." She giggled. Camila hummed in response. The younger girl cleared her throat and moved some hair behind her ear, trying to get her cool back. "Anyway, um, are you ready to get started on our brownies? I already have the oven preheating." She told the girl.

"Hell yeah." Camila bunched up the front of Dinah's shirt and pulled her in for another quick kiss, let her go and then marched over to the kitchen. The younger girl followed her and leaned up against the counter. Camila smirked upon getting an idea and bent down right in front of Dinah, letting her butt brush right up against her girlfriend's thighs in the small kitchen area. "Did you get the pan out yet?" She asked, opening the cupboard for effect. She saw the pan on the counter when she walked in.

Dinah looked down, her eyes widening. "Um y-yeah, I got it." She spoke, frozen in her spot. Camila wearing her shortest pair of pajama shorts she owned which barely covered her ass at all. The younger girl was so mesmerized by the sight in front of her; she spaced out, deep in thoughts she shouldn't be focused on at the moment. Dinah forced herself to snap out of it when she saw Camila beginning to stand back up.

"So then what's next?" Camila asked, turning around to face her girlfriend. "Tell me what you want me to do." She told Dinah in the raspiest, lowest, sexiest voice she could manage.

There was an obvious reaction from Dinah. The brown eyed girl visibly gulped before abruptly turning around and bringing the glass of water she was previously drinking to her lips. She grabbed the brownie mix box and handing it to Camila as she drank down the rest of her water.