Southern Comfort (9781622863747)

by Skyy

  “Well, there is one thing you have to do. I can’t let you leave without doing one thing.” Willow smiled as she held her arm out on the side of the street. A black cab pulled up in moments.

  “What is the one thing?” Katrina questioned.

  Willow smiled. “Don’t you trust me?” Willow smiled as she opened the door to the cab.

  Katrina thought about the question. She had known this girl for all of five hours and she was about to get in a funny-shaped car with her. “Strangely enough, yes, I do.”

  The cab drive just added to the amazing night. Willow pointed out all the sites, giving a brief synopsis of some of the buildings as they passed them. Katrina found herself regretting her decision as they arrived at the west bank. She stared at the massive London Eye Ferris wheel, the one thing she told herself she would never ride.

  “Oh come on, you can’t come to London and not ride the Eye.” Willow chuckled as she took Katrina by her hand, pulling her along.

  “See where I am from we tend to steer clear of places where we can fall to our death.” Katrina’s voice cracked.

  “Trust me, you will love it.”

  The two grabbed tickets and got into the usually small line. Before they knew it they were in the capsule being closed in. Katrina held on to the rail, closing her eyes as tight as she could. Willow couldn’t help but laugh, especially since there were children in their capsule who were super excited to make it to the top. Katrina squeezed Willow’s hand as they started moving.

  After a few minutes Willow tapped Katrina on her shoulder. “Can you do me a favor and just open your eyes for one moment?”

  Katrina paused, but finally opened her eyes. The sight was breathtaking. The sun had set and the lights of London were illuminating the sky.

  “Oh my God,” Katrina said as she stared at the city that had treated her so poorly up until that day.

  Willow continued to point out sites to Katrina as they went around. Finally they stopped at the top. Katrina looked over at Willow who was smiling while staring out the glass. Katrina didn’t know what it was, but there was something special about this woman. She grabbed Willow’s hand as their fingers interlocked.

  The two headed back toward the street. The lights from the Ferris wheel shined off of the Thames River. The night was young and there were so many things to do just in that area alone. They headed down the dock to one of the river cruise boats. Willow pointed out sites as they cruised down the Thames River. After the ride Willow and Katrina walked hand in hand on South Bank until making it back to where the black cab originally dropped them off. It was the best either had felt in a long time.

  “Well, Willow, thank you so much for this. You really have changed my opinion of this city.”

  Willow blushed. “I wish you had more time. There is so much more to show you. But you are going to love Paris. Don’t forget to check out those places I told you about.” Willow tried to think of something to keep Katrina with her, but she came up with nothing.

  “Well maybe you could give me your number and I can call you when I get there, just to make sure I am remembering all the places. Do you have Facebook?”

  Katrina held her phone out. They each exchanged phone numbers and Facebook usernames.

  Two black cabs pulled up at the same time.

  “I guess this is it. Thank you again, Ms. Willow,” Katrina said as she held her arms out.

  Katrina and Willow hugged. It felt like a magnet was holding them together. Finally they forced themselves to pull away.

  Willow felt like she was floating. She opened the door to her flat to find Piper and Corrie sitting on her sofa drinking wine and watching television. She was so happy she didn’t care that Piper was in the arms of Corrie, the ex she stated she wasn’t going back to.

  “And where have you been, miss?” Piper asked.

  “Just having the best time of my life.”

  Piper and Corrie both noticed the grin on Willow’s face.

  “You slut, you met someone!” Piper jumped off the couch and ran up to her friend. “Tell me everything.”

  Willow could still see Katrina vividly in her mind. She could smell her cologne on her skin. “I met this girl named Katrina. Oh my God, she was gorgeous, intelligent, and sexy as hell.”

  Piper screeched.

  Willow felt her iPhone buzzing in her pocket. She pulled it out to see the Facebook friend request notification. She quickly pressed accept and pulled up Katrina’s profile photo. She held the phone out so Piper could see.

  “Damn she is hot.”

  “Excuse me?” Corrie chimed in.

  Piper shrugged her shoulders. “Sorry but she is. Why in the hell aren’t you off shagging her?”

  Willow sat down in one of her armchairs. “She is American. She’s leaving for Paris in the morning.”

  “So!” Piper and Corrie said in unison.

  “That’s even more reason why you should be shagging her brains out right now.” Piper folded her arms.

  Willow shook her head. “Not everyone thinks about sex all the time.” Willow rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t trying to be some London fling, even if she was the perfect girl.”

  “Please, you could have shagged her so well she would say to hell with Paris.”

  Willow just shook her head while Piper and Corrie talked about all the things she should have been doing. She actually wished she had the balls to do the things they were saying; at least she would have still been with the American.

  “So I need advice.” Katrina fell down on her bed. She held her iPad up. Teri’s face covered her iPad.

  “Shoot,” Teri said as she scrolled through Facebook on her computer.

  “So I met this chick tonight and, Teri, I swear she was fucking amazing.”

  “You got some?” Teri’s face quickly focused back on screen with Katrina’s face.

  “No, I didn’t, but we spent practically the whole day together. She is gorgeous, funny. She was great.”

  “Sooo, why are you on Skype with me? Why aren’t you deep in some London pussy right now?”

  Katrina shook her head at her friend’s vulgarity. “I’m leaving for Paris in the morning. As much as I wanted to, she seemed like she was better than just a one-night thing. I couldn’t do it. I wanted to, but I couldn’t. Damn she is fine. I’m looking at her Facebook right now.”

  “Oh, what’s her name?”

  Katrina told Teri the name, and she instantly looked Willow up. Katrina watched as Teri’s eyes bulged until she finally turned back to her screen.

  “Oh yeah, you are a fucking fool. Her legs would be wrapped around me right now.”

  Katrina thought about things for a moment. She didn’t meet anyone in Amsterdam and hated London until that night. Now she finally met a girl to completely take her mind off of Saura and she let her go.

  “Fuck I made a big mistake didn’t I? Oh well I guess it’s too late now.”

  Teri looked directly into the tiny camera on her computer. “It’s never too late for pussy. And even if it is, don’t you have two train tickets to Paris?”

  “What are you saying?”

  “I’m saying you are in Europe, live a little.” Teri winked.

  Katrina told Teri she would call her back. She stared at Willow’s profile photo. Teri’s voice echoed in her head. She was supposed to be having adventures and up until now all she did was look at famous monuments, eat, and take selfies. She noticed Willow’s Skype name was on her profile. She typed it in and saw that she was online. Katrina took a deep breath and pressed call.

  Willow sat in the chair watching the movie with Piper and Corrie. Her phone began to ring. She picked it up to see she had a Skype call coming in from Katrina.

  “Oh my God it’s her!” Willow yelled as she sat up. “What do I do?”

  “Answer it!” Piper and Corrie said together.

  Willow took a deep breath and pressed answer. A moment later Katrina’s face appeared on her phone.

  Katrina t
ook a deep breath. “Hey um, this might sound crazy as hell but if I have a week in Paris and an extra train ticket. Would it be incredibly crazy of me to ask you to join me?”

  Willow’s heart skipped a beat. She held on to her phone while biting her lip. Just earlier that morning she had plans on spending the week locked in her flat reading the horrible book and sketching ideas. Now she had an invitation to go to the most romantic city in the world with a beautiful stranger.

  Piper and Corrie were both motioning for her to say yes but her mind was screaming no. Everything about this seemed like a bad TV movie in the making. No matter the connection, the truth was she didn’t know Katrina at all, and hopping on a train and spending a week with the gorgeous stranger had to be a bad idea.

  “Do you mind holding for one moment?”

  “Sure,” Katrina said nervously.

  Willow pressed the mute button.

  “Girl, go!” Piper yelled. “Are you mental? You have to go.”

  “I don’t know this woman.”

  “You don’t know anyone until you get to know them. Why not get to know her in Paris with a free ticket?” Corrie added her two cents.

  “Willz, listen to me, honey.” Piper got up. She sat on her knees in front of Willow. “Your life is incredibly boring. Seriously I don’t understand how you live like this. For once you have the chance to experience a real adventure. Get all her information so I have it, and take your ass to Paris.”

  Willow looked at her best friend. She thought about the offer. It was insane to even consider it, let alone actually go. Willow took a deep breath and held her phone back up. She pressed the mute button again.

  “Well what kind of person would I be if I left the American to fend for herself in a city she knows nothing about?” Willow smiled.

  It was a bad idea, but she didn’t care. She was going to Paris.

  Chapter 5

  “Are you ready?”

  “I don’t think I will ever be ready,” Katrina said nervously.

  The two stood at the bottom of the Eiffel Tower. The blissful week had passed by as soon as it started. The two spent days walking the streets of Paris, admiring its beauty, and tasting its famous cuisine. The couple would spend the mornings exploring French markets. Willow loved watching Katrina when she was around food. Katrina’s face lit up like a kid at Christmas when they made it to the Marché Maubert marketplace. Katrina didn’t eat; she studied the various market fare, taking time to ask questions. She taught Willow the differences between textures and tastes. Willow was in awe. Katrina talked about food the way an artist talked about art.

  Katrina was equally impressed by Willow. She spoke French, which came in handy for Katrina who couldn’t understand anything people were saying. Willow showed her all the famous sites. They spent one whole day getting lost in the Louvre and another day playing tourist wearing berets while riding the hop-on hop-off bus.

  The best time of all was nighttime. Paris came to life at night. Lights twinkled on trees and bridges. Katrina understood why it was called the City of Lights; there were thousands all helping to create the most romantic atmosphere ever. Willow loved sitting on benches just talking about all kinds of things with Katrina. They felt like they had known each other forever. Before they knew it the week had come to an end.

  “It’s the last day, Katrina; you have to do it now.”

  Katrina stared at the tall tower. She was terrified of going to the top. Willow couldn’t help but laugh.

  “This just seems like a horrible idea,” Katrina mumbled.

  “You said the same thing about the Eye and it wasn’t that bad. Come on don’t you trust me by now?”

  Katrina looked at Willow’s innocent face. She shook her head as she walked past Willow toward the Eiffel Tower entrance.

  The top was breathtaking. Katrina couldn’t believe how small everything looked from the top. Willow held on to Katrina’s hand. Katrina had given her the best week of her life. If nothing else she knew she had a friend she would never forget.

  The sun setting set the most beautiful scene. Willow snapped photos with her phone. Katrina took a moment from admiring the scene to admire the woman standing right next to her. She had an amazing week and once again it was coming to an end. Willow felt Katrina’s eyes on her; she turned her face toward Katrina who was staring directly at her.

  “What’s wrong?” Willow asked Katrina who just continued to stare.

  Katrina wrapped her arm around Willow and pulled her into her body. She pressed her lips against Willow’s lips. Willow’s body tensed for a moment before she put her arms around Katrina, accepting the kiss by kissing her back in return. Willow parted her lips allowing Katrina to slip inside. Willow didn’t know if it was the magic of the city, but it was the best kiss she had ever had. Katrina’s soft lips felt so good, causing Willow’s body to quiver from ecstasy. Katrina placed her hand on the back of Willow’s head allowing her fingers to get lost in Willow’s curly mane. It didn’t matter that other people were on the floor with them; the only thing that mattered was them and that moment. Neither wanted it to end, but finally it did.

  “Well, that was unexpected.” Willow tried not to blush too hard.

  “I have wanted to do that since the London Eye,” Katrina said still not taking her eyes off the beauty in front of her.

  “Why now?”

  “Because I needed to find a way to get you to come with me to Rome.” Katrina smirked.

  Willow felt her body heating up again. She secretly hoped she would get an invitation for the next destination. “Are you sure you aren’t getting tired of me yet?”

  Katrina shook her head. “Nah, I need to be able to kiss you in the Coliseum, too.”

  Katrina and Willow couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. They made out in the cab that took them back to their room, completely not caring about the cab driver. Willow wanted nothing more than to give herself to Katrina.

  They opened the door to the room. Katrina pushed Willow against the door as it closed. She kissed her on her neck, nibbling at her right earlobe. Willow pressed her knee against Katrina’s pelvis as Katrina pulled Willow’s shirt over her head. Katrina admired Willow’s breasts that were sitting perfectly in her lace bra.

  Katrina’s tongue slowly ran down Willow’s right breast while massaging the left one. Willow’s nipples stood at attention waiting for Katrina to take them. She obliged, licking circles around the rock-hard brown nipple until pressing her lips against it. Willow let out a sigh of pleasure.

  There were no words spoken. They kissed until finding the bed. Willow unbuckled Katrina’s jeans and pulled them down to her feet. Katrina pulled her shirt over her head right before Willow pushed her to the bed. The aggressive side of Willow shocked Katrina. As the stud she was used to being in control sexually. Willow didn’t care; she pulled Katrina’s boxer briefs down.

  “Hold on, you don’t run this,” Katrina said in an attempt to establish dominance.

  “Oh yeah?”

  Willow ignored the statement as she pushed Katrina’s legs open. Willow’s tongue parted Katrina’s walls, devouring her.

  Katrina mouth dropped open but words didn’t escape, only a moan for more. Although she loved getting head, she didn’t get it often. Most femmes she dated ended up being pillow princesses she didn’t allow to go down on her. Saura was the only woman who had tasted Katrina before.

  Willow didn’t realize how starved for sexual attention she was. She felt completely ravenous, devouring Katrina. Katrina bit her lip. She didn’t know head could feel so good. Saura always loved giving her head, but it felt nothing like this. In that moment she was Willow’s bitch, and she didn’t care.

  Willow didn’t feel like herself anymore; another person had taken over her body as she buried her face deep into the depth of Katrina. She felt Katrina’s legs wrap around her. Before she knew it Katrina used her lower body strength to push her over on her back. Katrina sat on top of her. She pushed Willow’s hands
down the bed over her head.

  Katrina sucked on Willow’s nipples, not letting her move from the pinned position she had her in. Her tongue traced down from her breasts to her stomach. She left small passion marks on her stomach as a reminder of who was in charge.

  Katrina moved down Willow’s body until she reached her softest place. With her index finger she entered Willow and pulled it back out covered in Willow’s wetness. She sucked Willow’s nectar off of her finger and shook her head.

  “I knew you were going to taste good,” Katrina purred as she lowered her body.

  She parted Willow, not wanting to start easy; she stuck her tongue deep into Willow tongue fucking her into a frenzy. Willow covered her eyes; it was the most amazing feeling she had ever felt. Katrina did things to her she didn’t know were possible. Katrina’s fingers entered her while she sucked on Willow’s clit.

  Willow felt like she was going to die. The pleasure was killing her slowly. She knew Katrina had to be from another planet; no mere human could do the things she was doing to her body. Katrina felt Willow throbbing against her fingers. Willow’s pussy tightened against her fingers until a flood of nectar trickled out. Katrina smiled, as Willow fought to catch her breath from the orgasm consuming her body.

  Willow submitted to Katrina’s every will. Their bodies pressed against each other as they ground in unison. Katrina ran her fingers through Willow’s hair while Willow’s fingers dug into Katrina’s back. They worked their bodies faster and faster until reaching the ultimate heights. They exploded together while their tongues danced the forbidden dance together.

  There were no words. They looked at each other as their bodies lay intertwined together. Katrina kissed Willow on her forehead causing butterflies to fill Willow’s stomach. With a final kiss the couple fell asleep for the last time in the most romantic city on earth.

  Chapter 6

  Devon threw her leg up on an empty bench. Jogging on the riverfront was becoming her favorite thing to do. She stretched her muscles after her two miles and her run up and down a set large set of steps that most people tried to avoid. The Memphis humidity was brutal; she grabbed a cool cloth and put it on the back of her neck.