Finding Home by Ali Spooner Page B

in
appreciation.
     
    “ I do believe you are
spoiling my dog,” Nat said with a grin.
     
    “ Gyp deserves spoiling just
as much as you do,” Marissa said as she served the bacon and
potatoes.
     
    “ This looks and smells
great,” Nat said.
     
    “ Get to eating then, before
it gets cold,” Marissa said.
     
    Nat picked up her fork and began
devouring the food. The yokes of the eggs broke and spread out
across her plate and she used the fresh biscuits to sop up each
drop of the precious liquid.
     
    “ That was really good,” Nat
said.
     
    Gyp let out a soft woof, adding to her
praise.
     
    “ I am very glad you two
enjoy my cooking,” Marissa said.
     
    “ What plans do you have for
your day off?” Nat asked.
     
    “ I have some laundry to do
and I thought I might bake a pie if I could talk you into going to
town and buying some apples,” Marissa said.
     
    “ For your apple pie, I would
walk a hundred miles,” Nat said. “Are there any other supplies we
need?”
     
    “ We have some meat left over
from dinner last night, so we can heat that,” Marissa said. “I will
also bring down some beans I canned this summer,” Marissa said, “so
I guess we are good for now.”
     
    “ I will help you get the
fire and wash pot ready before Gyp and I walk into town,” Nat
said.
     
    Marissa stood and was about to start
clearing the table, when Nat took her arm and pulled her into her
lap. She encircled Marissa with her arms and leaned down to softly
kiss her lips.
     
    “ Thank you for such a
wonderful meal,” Nat said.
     
    “ You are most welcome,”
Marissa said, as her cheeks flushed with color. “For a kiss like
that, I will cook for you every day.”
    “ You don’t have to cook to
get a kiss from me,” Nat said as she kissed Marissa again, her
tongue parting her lips to tenderly probe her mouth.
     
    Nat’s hand slid up Marissa’s leg
beneath her skirt. Nat could feel the quivering of Marissa’s body
as she softly stroked her thigh. Marissa placed her hand on top of
Nat’s.
     
    “ If you keep that up, I
won’t get my wash done and you won’t get a pie tonight,” she
said.
     
    Nat looked into Marissa eyes and she
saw the desire sparkling in her eyes.
     
    “ I won’t perish without pie
and I am sure we can find another clean outfit for you to wear,”
Nat said as she lifted Marissa and carried her back to bed.
“Besides, it is still early in the day.”
     
    Nat carefully undressed Marissa,
placing her dress on the chair next to the bed and she pulled her
shirt over her head and stepped out of her dungarees. She climbed
onto the bed and pressed Marissa’s body onto the soft
mattress.
     
    Nat covered Marissa’s mouth with her
own as her hand softly cupped a breast, gently squeezing and
kneading the warm flesh. Marissa’s back arched as her moans
vibrated in Nat’s mouth. Marissa boldly reached down between Nat’s
thighs and found her soft curls damp with excitement. Her fingers
stroked the length of Nat’s lips, teasing her, as Nat’s fingers
slowly rolled Marissa’s nipples between her thumb and
fingers.
     
    Nat’s tongue left Marissa’s mouth,
burning a hot trail down from her neck to her left breast where she
flicked the tip of her tongue across Marissa’s erect nipple.
Marissa smiled at Nat as her fingertips parted her lips and located
her swollen bud, lightly brushing it as Nat’s tongue teased her
nipple.
     
    Nat closed her eyes as she struggled to
hold back her passion as Marissa ignited her body and covered her
breast, sucking her nipple deep into her mouth. Marissa moaned
loudly as Nat suckled her and slipped her fingers into Nat’s
wetness, penetrating her deeply. She curled her fingers inside Nat,
stroking her inner walls as Nat’s tongue swirled around her breast.
Nat’s hand caressed down Marissa’s side and came to rest between
her trembling thighs. Her teeth nibbled Marissa’s nipple as her
fingers gently spread her soaked lips and Nat’s fingers