Chim - Worth So Much More Lesbian Story

Part 20

Kim's POV

"Ba-" She wouldn't let me speak, all throughout dinner she had her tongue permanently in my mouth - nibbling on my lips like it was her first course meal

"Cheryl" I said more sternly - pushing her away by her strong shoulders

"They got their pictures! Can we please eat now" I said, making her pout and sit back in her seat sulking away as she ate her food

"I don't want you to get upset, we were having a nice meal" I said after minutes of not speaking and sitting in an awkward silence - she was really upset this time

"Come on babe" I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her seat closer to me - kissing her sweetly against her neck

"Don't be in a mood with me" I whispered in her ear, I could see her smile returning - although she was trying her best to surpass it

"I just wanted to kiss you" She grumbled, her frown line coming into view

"Go on" I sighed playfully, She turned in her seat - stroking my cheek affectionately before claiming my lips once more. I was never one for public display of affection - but with Cheryl it was different

"Happy?" I asked, once she was done eating my face away - she bit her lower lip nodding shyly. I loved when she got like this - I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her into me and continued to eat our meal. We spent the entire time feeding each other and whispering sweet nothings to each other. This just doesn't happen to me, and I'm still adjusting to it all. I'm euphoric with it all, I never wanted to let this relationship go. I was holding onto it with every piece of my heart.

"They seemed to love you tonight" She purred in my ear - we had been home for hours now. Cuddled up in bed and talking about silly and random things - anything that came to mind we were saying it

"Hmm I guess" I shrugged, I didn't like the media - but I'd have to put up with them

"I don't like them either" She said, its almost as if she could read me - she could feel what I was thinking

"If I could snap me fingers and they'd be gone I would" she traced her fingers along my cheek

"I love you more than me fame, I'd give it up for you"

"You love me more than your career?" I asked, my voice cracking with emotion - my eyes were brimming with tears

"I love you more than me life"

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Kim's POV

"So?" I asked nervously, we were stood inside of my renovated restaurant. Everything was coming together - all I needed was Cheryl's final opinion. It was modern, chic, trendy, and vintage all at once. It was me.

"I love that brick wall" She said, walking around and taking everything in, inch-by-inch. I was nervous, I cared about what she thought more than anything

"The chandeliers give it a nice vintage vibe" She commented, still taking in everything - she'd take a few minutes observing something before throwing her opinion out there

"The frames need to be filled with something" She said, turning around to look at me. I had empty frames, that had no back to them hanging on the walls

"I had a little crazy idea with those" I said, getting her full attention

"I wanted to put items in there.. if that made any sense. Items hanging from the inside of it, drilled into the wall" I bit my lower lip - she looked like she was deep in thought before nodding in approval

"That should be different" She was so business like right now - it was turning me on. If there wasn't workers working around us right now I would take here right here - right now.

"I like the grey booths you had put in, also the wooden tables scattered around for intimate dates" She continued to walk around - nodding her head with her arms folded across her chest

"I could see meself coming to a restaurant like this" She smiled, coming over to me and wrapping her arms around my waist

"I'm so proud of you" She whispered, kissing me on the lips - I could feel the workers eyes on us; but all I could think about was her lips pressed against mine

"So you like it?" I asked, still not confident with my choice of styling

"Love it" She kissed me again, I couldn't take it anymore - I dragged her into the kitchen and locked the door behind us. Making sure there was no one in sight - I pulled her up onto the stainless steal counter top

"I want you" I breathed against her neck - placing hot kisses all along her throat. This wasn't me acting out like this, I don't know what got into me; but I needed her. I didn't give her a chance to approve my actions as I pulled her pants down - along with her knickers; leaving her modesty on full display for me.

"Ahh!" she moaned, throwing her head back as I dived straight in like a hungry animal - eating her out; tasting her sweet arousal. She was wet and I was surprised, I didn't need to do any foreplay to get her into this state

"Fck" She was trying to stay quiet, but she didn't need to; the banging and drilling coming from the other side allowed her to moan and scream all she wanted. Completely giving herself to me. To me, no one else.

"YES!" She screamed, her back falling against the cold kitchen top - I took her legs and threw them over my shoulders as I continued my skilled work. My tongue wiggling fiercely inside of her - her warm cunt spilling out with her sweet juices

"K-KIMBA!" She came, her body twitching as my tongue continued its handy work - squeezing ever juice of her orgasm. I released her legs - leaving her laid there, breathing heavily. She couldn't move a single inch - I licked the remaining juices off my lips and just watched her compose herself. She was breathtaking.

"Fcking hell" She breathed, still not over my sudden change in behavior

"Did I hurt you or anything?" I asked nervously, grabbing her pants and knickers - helping her put them back on

"Do you realize how fcking sexy you are?" She growled, hopping off the counter top and wrapping her arms around my neck. She was fully dressed now, and still a bit out of breath

"It's you that's sexy" I whispered in her ear

"No! I said you were sexy! So I expect you to say 'yes I know I'm sexy'" She pouted with a frown

"Do you realize how sexy you are?" She repeated

"Yes.. I know I'm sexy" I said with a blush - I still needed to believe it. But Cheryl was slowly making me believe that - yes I am sexy, I am beautiful and I am confident.