Watching Brie as she tumbled over the edge was probably the sexiest thing Catherine ever had the pleasure of witnessing, and she couldn’t wait to make that happen over and over again. Catherine licked up every single bit of Brie’s essence, and she leaned back so she could stare up at the other woman. “Fuck is right. That was pretty amazing, you’re amazing, and I’m so glad I got over my fears and just did this. Although, I hope you don’t plan to leave your girl hanging over here…..”
Brie grinned at the woman in front of her, eyes full of lust as she brought the woman close and suddenly switched their positions so that it was Catherine sitting down.Brie wasted no time in moving towards Catherine’sown entrance, tongue seeking the warm center that Brie knew was there. She let out a soft hum when she could finally taste the woman in front of her, languishing the exquisite taste of CJ. She licked at the woman’s clit, fingers squeezing CJ’s thighs as her moans began to grow in noise.
Catherine was so glad that the music in the club was so loud, because Brie wasn’t trying to hold her moans in, at all, but her little sounds of pleasure were like music to Catherine’s ears, and only urged her on even more. Brie tasted amazing, and CJ couldn’t resist letting her tongue dart in and out of Brie’s entrance, collecting more of her sweet essence, as she used her fingers to roughly massage Brie’s clit, desperate to push her over the edge for the first time that night.
It didn’t take long for Brie to reach her climax, the breathy moans escaping from her turning into one long moan as she arched her hips upwards and tugged on Catherine’s hair. The fingers were the final draw for Brie as her eyes fluttered close and she let out a last moan before relaxing, panting heavily at the woman in front of her. “Fuck, Cath.”
“How can I not be wet when I’m being touched by the sexiest woman in the world?” Feeling Brie’s hand touching her most intimate spot on her body, it just made Catherine even more wet, but she wanted more, and she was pretty sure Brie wouldn’t object. “I want to taste you, Brie….” Was whispered out as Catherine eased her hand from inside of Brie’s jeans, and lead her over towards a chair that just so happened to be placed right by where they were standing. Once Brie was sitting down, Catherine got down on her knees and made little work of easing Brie’s jeans and panties off. Even in the darkness, once Catherine nudged Brie’s legs apart, she could see her glistening with wetness, and Catherine didn’t hesitate in leaning in so she could lick her tongue up and down her best friend’s slit, already loving the way she tasted.
Brie let out a loud moan the moment Catherine licked up and down her slit, fingers tangling themselves into Catherine’s hair and pulling lightly as her thighs clenched. There was something about Catherine, something that Brie couldn’t get enough of and Brie knew she wasn’t able to stop herself from moaning, the pitch rising after a few moments. “Ca-a-th,” she moans, throwing her head back and rising her hips lightly. She’s tense and her eyelids are fluttering as her moans become breathy pants and her head tosses back and forth. “Fuck, Cath,” she whimpers.
This was everything Catherine had always dreamed it would be, and yes she had thought about being with Brie before on numerous occasions, and ideally she would have preferred having Brie completely naked and making love to her in her bed, but the night was still young, and they had plenty of time for that. Feeling Brie’s hand inching closer and closer up her thigh, it was driving Catherine insane, but she was so glad she’d worn a skirt that night, with no panties, because it was going to make it that much more easier to give Brie exactly what she wanted. “We’ll take me then…” Was whispered out as Catherine spread her legs apart a bit, letting Brie know she could touch her any and everywhere she wanted, all the while Catherine didn’t hesitate in unzipping the front of Brie’s jeans, letting her hand dip down inside of them so she could tease the woman through her panties. “Mmm, so wet already.”
Brie threw her head back the moment Catherine’s hand started teasing her through her panties. She could barely think cohesively enough to respond to Catherine’s short statement, letting out a moan instead while letting her hand continue up Catherine’s thigh. The moment Brie hit the other woman’s center, she let out another moan at feeling nothing but wetness herself, leaning forward to kiss the blonde. “You’re just as wet.” Brie whispers, nibbling at Catherine’s earlobe while thrusting her hand forward and arching her body.
It only took Catherine a few moments to realize that, that whole theory about how another woman could truly only know how to make another woman feel, was one thousand percent true, because even the simplest touches from Brie had her feeling like she never had before. Hands tangled in The Bella Twin’s dark locks as Brie’s hands continued to explore Catherine’s breast through her bra, but Catherine wanted to feel Brie’s hands against her skin, which was why she quickly reached behind her and unhooked the clasp that held her bra together, letting her breasts spring free from their confines. Catherine also made sure to slip Brie’s top over her head, adding it to their pile of clothes that was already building, and even if it was kind of dark, Catherine could still make out how perfect Brie’s body was. “You’re beautiful…” Was whispered out as Catherine leaned in, latching her mouth around one of Brie’s hardened nipples, sucking and swirling her tongue around the perfect little nub.
A part of Brie wondered if the reason they were doing this here was because of how easily caught they could be but she shoved that out of her head when she heard Catherine call her beautiful. She opened her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her with a smile, fingers curling into the woman’s hair while tugging her closer for a kiss that’s soft but just as passionate as before. “You’re just as beautiful, you know,” Brie whispers, grasping the woman’s hips and bringing them aligned to hers, moaning as she slides her palm up Catherine’s thigh. Catherine’s skin is soft, silky smooth and Brie lets out a moan at the feeling she gets when she touches her. The moment Brie feels Catherine’s mouth on her nipple, Brie lets out another moan, fingers clenching tightly in Catherine’s hair as she thrusts forward, fingers slipping higher up Catherine’s thigh. ”I want you, Cath,” she moans, licking and nibbling at Catherine’s shoulder.
Everything just felt right all of a sudden, and even if she knew it was totally wrong, Catherine didn’t care at the moment, and she kissed Brie harder than she’d ever kissed anyone in her entire life. However, seeing as now they were in the middle of a night club, with entirely too many pigs staring at them, Catherine broke their kiss one last time, but only so she could grab Brie’s hand and pull her towards a darkly lit section in the back of the nightclub. Once they had a little bit more privacy, Catherine gently pushed Brie against one of the walls in the back of the night club, her lips quickly capturing Brie’s in another kiss, and Catherine couldn’t help but to smirk into their kiss because she’d let her hands slide underneath Brie’s shirt, and she quickly realized Brie wasn’t wearing a bra, and how rock hard her nipples already were, sent a jolt of pure pleasure throughout Catherine’s entire body.
Brie was about to complain when she felt Catherine pull away. She had finally gotten through to the woman, was in bliss with the woman’s lips on er’s, only to be disappointed when they were separated once more. The disappointment didn’t last long however when Brie realized that they were somewhere darker and Catherine’s lips were on hers once more. Not wanting to remain passive, Brie digs her fingers into Catherine’s hair, tugging as she thrusts her chest forward, a moan escaping through her teeth when she feels Catherine’s hands on her breasts. Wanting to even the playing feel, Brie pushes Catherine, taking Catherine’s top off of her. She’d worry normally, but she knows they’re in a dark enough place that no one would see them. She attaches her lips to Catherine’s once more, hands squeezing the woman’s nipples through her bra, grinning when she hears the woman moan herself.
Catherine felt horrible once she saw that look on Brie’s face, and how sad she looked broke Catherine’s heart, because she didn’t want to hurt Brie, but it was in that moment Catherine knew she cared about Brie more than she ever realized she had. It killed her to see her so disappointed, and it was like everything that was telling her not to do this with Brie, she was giving a great big fuck you to it all, and without even thinking about anything any further, Catherine pulled Brie in for another kiss, because she’d do absolutely anything to make things right between the two of them again.
Brie had honestly been so caught up in her thoughts that she hadn’t realized what Catherine was doing until there were a pair of lips attached to her own. Instinct took over from there as Brie turned into the kiss completely, fingers running through Catherine’s blonde hair as she opened her mouth and let out a moan, bringing her body flush against the other woman’s.
Brie definitely shocked the hell out of Catherine, because she wanted her to kiss her again? That couldn’t be true and maybe it was just the alcohol talking. But when Brie touched her the way that she did, that’s all Catherine wanted, was to pull her in and kiss her forever, but she stopped herself, because they couldn’t do this. “Brie, we can’t. I mean, what about Bryan? And Miroslav? And you know, we are friends! I don’t want to ever do anything to ruin that. So we can’t. No matter how much I want to…..”
Brie had never felt such disappointment run through her body then she had just then. All she could hear, despite the good points, was that Lana didn’t want to be with her. Biting her lip. Brie turned her body away from the blonde and looked down, playing with the glass in her hands. What was she supposed to say to that? Brie didn’t know, didn’t know anything right now.
Every voice inside of Catherine’s head was screaming at her, telling her to stop this, she shouldn’t be kissing Brie, that this was wrong, but her heart was telling her something completely different, and she didn’t listen to those voices in her head for one second. Kissing Brie felt amazing, better than amazing, and it was everything Catherine always imagined it to be. CJ’s lips parted, allowing Brie’s tongue entrance inside her waiting mouth, and she wrapped her arms around Brie’s waist, pulling her in a little closer to her body, but then reality quickly set in when she heard every man sitting at the bar cat calling at the two of them, and CJ broke away from their kiss, staring back at Brie with wide eyes. “I’m…I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have done that!”
Brie had been so lost in the kiss, so happy and carefree that it had taken a few moments for reality to sink in and when it had, Brie couldn’t help but frown at the men surrounding them and then glare. “Why?” She asks quietly, moving forward to rub Catherine’s cheek and her bottom lip. “I’m not. In fact, I wouldn’t mind if you were to do it again.” She whispers, eyes fluttering to look at Catherine nervously.
Catherine had absolutely no interest in any of the men in that bar, and the only reason she even suggested putting on a little show for them, was because she wanted to see if Brie as actually willing to do it, and clearly she was. The look Brie gave her, combined with a little bit liquid courage, gave Catherine all the motivation she needed, and she sat her drink down on the bar, before she moved around so she was completely facing Brie. “This is what I had in mind…” The blonde whispered out as she reached out so she could brush some of Brie’s hair out of her face as she moved in closer to the other woman, and captured her lips in a tender kiss.
Brie watched for a few moments, not sure what Catherine was thinking. The moment Catherine leaned forward,Brie could have sworn her heart started beating a thousand times faster. The moment her friend kissed her though, Brie could swear that fireworks went off somewhere in the building, because all she could focus on was the soft lips on hers. Moving closer, she pressed her palm on Catherine’s cheek, her mouth opening softly.