Maya couldn't sit still once the clock hit 6:45, she knew she would be seeing the Italian within a few minutes. Promptly at 7:00, there was a knock at her door. As she walked to open it she felt her heart begin to beat out of her chest. The blonde took a deep breath, shrugged her shoulders up and down to relax herself and then reached for the knob. Before she could even say hello, Maya's eyes were drawn to the cleavage of the taller woman in front of her.
"Bella, eyes up here," Carina smirked.
Maya's cheeks immediately got hot with embarrassment. "Sorry," she muttered. "Would you like to come in before we head out?"
"Actually, part of our date includes us using your kitchen. Is that okay?" Carina asked.
Maya was a little confused, but she didn't mind the thought of the Italian in her home. "Of course." She shimmied to her side to allow Carina to make her way into the apartment.
"You look gorgeous, Maya," she whispered in a thick Italian accent as she brushed by her. As she made her way into the hallway, Carina took her hand and grazed it across the front of the blonde's torso. Her stomach was immediately filled with butterflies. Carina knew what she was doing. She planned on making the blonde as flustered as possible tonight. She walked through the door jam and into the kitchen. The Italian set a large canvas bag down on the counter and ingredients for pasta spilled out onto the counter. Maya looked at Carina quizzically and the Italian could tell she was questioning what was going on.
"We are going to make pasta, bella. Then I have a surprise lined up for us later," Carina said as she naturally moved about the kitchen like she lived there. "Do you mind if I open up your cabinets to look for some supplies?" Carina asked.
"What's mine is yours," Maya answered. Secretly, Maya loved the idea of sharing things with the Italian. Normally, Maya would never let a date explore her home, let alone take charge, but something about the tall brunette in front of her was so different.
Carina lined up the ingredients and supplies on the island. "Are you ready to get started, bambina?" Maya nodded and walked towards Carina. "First we are going to make the dough for the pasta."
"I've only ever used boxed pasta," Maya said ashamed.
The Italian woman took this personally. She clutched her heart and sank back on her heels. "Well, after tonight, promise me you will never eat that garbage again."
Maya laughed, "Promise." She made her way to the edge of the island and waited for instructions. The taller woman positioned herself behind Maya and put an apron around her front. Maya gulped as the Italian grazed her hands up the sides of her body as she tied the apron around her back. Maya could feel the electricity of her touch intensifying with every second the Italian's fingers lingered.
"Don't want you to get dirty, bella," Carina whispered in Maya's ear. She nearly collapsed at the sound of the hot voice in her ear. In fact, she wasn't sure how her knees didn't give out right there. Carina continued her instructions, "Our first step will be to create the dough. We will mix the eggs, flour, and salt with our hands and then allow it time to rise."
Maya listened closely and distributed the ingredients into the large mixing bowl. Carina watched closely from behind as Maya began mixing the ingredients. She saw that the American was struggling a bit, so she decided to help. Secretly this was her plan all along. She closed the gap behind her and pressed her tight body against the back of the blonde's. She grabbed Maya's hands from behind and interlocked her fingers. Carina slowly guided Maya's hands in motions that would allow the dough to become smooth and elastic. At this point Maya was so weak in the knees that the only thing holding her up was the weight of the gorgeous woman behind her. "Just like that, Maya, good girl."
The blonde couldn't take it anymore. Carina whispering "good girl" in her ear had made Maya's body completely lose control. She gathered the strength to turn around and looked up at the shocked look on Carina's face. Maya forcefully grabbed her hips and pulled the Italian's lips to her own. Unlike their kisses from last night, both women's lips immediately parted. Last night's kisses were sweet and sensual. Tonight the kiss was passionate and full of heat. Maya immediately slipped her tongue into Carina's mouth and explored every possible inch. When the blonde tried to pull away for a breath, Carina grabbed her by the back of her neck and refused for it to end. It was time for Carina to take charge. She moved the mixing bowl to the opposite edge of the island and in one swift motion moved her hands from the blonde's neck down to her hips where she lifted her onto the counter. The Italian never lost contact with her lips and stood between the blonde's open legs. Maya threw her hands around the neck of Carina and lightly tugged on her loose brunette curls. The Italian broke the kiss only to sneak small kisses down Maya's cheeks and chin. She eventually made her way to Maya's neck where she left several deep and hot kisses. The blonde woman threw her head back in ecstasy. She had never experienced something so raw and sensual. Carina finally slowed the kiss after ten minutes. Maya struggled to catch her breath.
The shorter woman slowly hopped off of the counter, but stumbled and fell into the breasts of the Italian. Immediately embarrassed, she tried her best to recover smoothly. She took a small step backwards so the two women could look deeply into one another's eyes. Both of the women, who were notorious for hookups and not relationships, knew they were in trouble.