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“I still don’t get why she can’t get a permanent one though.” Mariana argues back.
“Because I don’t want her to. Just because. Because –“
Ana sighs and turns to Juan and her kids.
“Can you give us a minute? Take Vale with you, have the nanny get them ready, and have Alta get started on breakfast. We’ll be down in a minute.”
Juan Carlos nods uncertainly as he pushes the kids out the door and takes Valentina from Mariana’s arms who smiles at him reassuringly. The man looks at his wife one last time, sending her a look to tell her to go easy on Mariana, and exits Mariana’s room, softly shutting the door behind him.
Ana sighs again and turns to Mariana.
She stands up, pulls up her sleep shirt a bit, pulling down her pants slightly to reveal her hip.
“Because of this.” She says, pointing at a darkened spot. “See this?”
And Mariana…
Mariana can’t think straight. She doesn’t know if it’s the hormones or the lack of sleep and the weird turn her life has taken – it’s probably hormones – but she can’t think straight.
Her throat goes dry and she fixes her sight on the patch of skin. She is not thinking when she scoots closer and reaches out her hand, slowly tracing the scarred skin with a single fingertip. She hears Ana gasp and feels her muscles twitch at her touch.
“W-what are you doing?” Ana asks as Mariana diligently runs her finger over the scar.
In lieu of a reply, Mariana glances up at Ana, and Ana gasps.
Mariana’s pupils are fully blown. She can see a blush spreading over the younger woman’s cheeks and neck. Mariana glances down again at her finger and uses her fingernail to scratch at the skin lightly, causing goosebumps to appear on Ana’s skin. Ana shivers, and her breathing picks up, and yet… she’s not pushing Mariana away. Mariana fixates on the spot again and licks her lips. She brings Ana closer, grabbing a hold of her hips and gently pulling her in before she leans in and kisses the skin lightly. Ana gasps and in her shock, she pulls up her shirt higher, revealing more skin as she brings her hand closer to her abdomen. Mariana pulls back slightly and glances up at her and Ana can only stare at her and bite down on her lower lip. She watches as Mariana leans in again and presses another soft kiss to her skin, followed by another.
Her hands twitch.
She lets go of her pants and they snap back into place as she places her hand on Mariana’s shoulder for support. Mariana nuzzles at the newly revealed skin while she absentmindedly uses a hand to pull down Ana’s pants and reveal the same patch of skin again. Ana shivers and she feels herself grow wet between her legs. Mariana resumes her gentle kissing, surprising Ana when she sneaks out her tongue and runs it over the scar. Ana closes her eyes at the sensation, letting go of her sleep shirt, which stays bunched up and away from Mariana’s face, and buries her hand in Mariana’s dark hair, pulling her closer. She feels Mariana trace her teeth over the puckered skin and her muscles twitch at the stimulation as the younger woman makes her way down to her hipbone.
Mariana can only think more and she pulls down on Ana’s pants lower, making more skin appear for her to enjoy. She drags her teeth lightly over the skin, licks and kisses every new millimetre revealed to her hungry mouth. She pulls Ana closer with her other hand, wrapping it around the woman’s hip, fingers massaging the top of Ana’s ass as they sneak under the waistband. And Ana - she’s a slave to the sensations… She licks her lip as she watches under heavily lidded eyes as Mariana does as she pleases to her skin; to her. She sighs as Mariana makes her way closer to her navel and beneath it as she pulls down on her pants further. She gasps as Mariana’s fingers hook onto the waistband of her underwear as well as she starts to pull down the fabric, her clit twitching in anticipation and –
*Buzz, buzz*
Mariana’s phone buzzes loudly on the nightstand and they spring apart – the spell irrevocably broken.
Mariana gasps, horrified and ashamed, and she scrambles back over the bed and to the other side. Whereas Ana pulls up her pants and fixes her shirt as she gets as far away from Mariana as she can.
“Ana… Ana I’m so sorry! I – I don’t know what came over me – I –“
“You shouldn’t have done that.” Ana rasps out, mentally berating herself because while Mariana should not have done that, she should not have let her. Nor should she have enjoyed it.
“I know, I’m so sorry. It- it’s my hormones – with the pregnancy– they are all over the place. I –“
“Yes, that’s it.” Ana clears her throat. “Mine too. It’s uh, it’s hormones. Let’s just forget this ever happened. I’m married, and uh, I’m not gay. And you should not have done that.” She says trying to sound stern but she can’t fool herself – she hears how unsteady her voice sounds. She can hear in her voice how aroused she still is. But it’s clearly hormones, nothing else. What else could it be? She doesn’t even like Mariana. She tolerates her for the sake of the girls.
“Yes, of course. I’m so sorry. It never happened. H-hormones, that’s it. It never happened and it will never happen again.”
“Good. I – uh – you - yeah.” Ana stammers out before rushing out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
Mariana exhales loudly as she throws herself on the bed.
What the fuck had she been thinking?!
She hadn’t been thinking. That was the problem.
She saw Ana’s skin and she was gone. The woman had unknowingly revealed a part of the female body that was one of Mariana’s favorites. And she hadn’t been scrambling for an excuse when she said it had been hormones. Her hormones had been acting up since her pregnancy and she was all over the place. Plus she hadn’t had any sex for a few months now, which obviously added up. And let’s be honest, Ana was definitely very attractive…
Fuck! Ana’s gonna kick me out or sue me for inappropriate touching.
Fuck.