Beautiful When You Don't Try (Camren)

Chapter 83

"Certainly. Then I'll be up to help you slip out of that shirt."

Kim stopped at the staircase before heading up to the two bedrooms and narrowed her eyes at her girlfriend playfully. "You're mother is here."

Adrianne shrugged. "She's downstairs packing up your records. And judging by how many you have and how many memories they are bringing back for her, she's liable to be there for a while."

"Open the windows, please."

The apprentice walked to the three windows backwards, watching Kim's ass as she walked up the stairs. "That wasn't a 'no'." She mumbled to herself as she finally turned to open the three tall windows. The new apartment was set up almost the same as the old one, just wider and with two bedrooms. One, theirs, was upstairs. And the one on the bottom floor they were using as storage/guest room once it was set up. They had given themselves and their landlords two weeks to get everything moved and settled.

Once the windows were open, Adrianne checked the front door to make sure her mother wasn't coming and then quietly ran up the stairs, slowing her steps as she sneaked into the bedroom where Kim is slipping on a light tank top. Adrianne wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed the palm of her hand to Kim's toned stomach and simultaneously placed her lips on the younger woman's neck. She held her there and waited to see what reaction she was going to get.

"I can't believe you are actually trying to do this," Kim stated in disbelief. Adrianne caught a light, playful tone in her voice and smiled before she kissed the assistant's neck.

"Who said anything about trying." The apprentice jibed, bunching up the bottom of Kim's newly dawned tank top, exposing the woman's stomach again. Adrianne had discovered that Kim's obsession with working out wasn't exactly an obsession, but just her need to stay busy. This had come in a quick conversation they had one morning while Adrianne sat on the assistant's couch eating glazed doughnuts and drinking a glass of milk while watching her girlfriend sweat herself to death in a morning workout. It was then that Adrianne realized that they were complete opposites in many, many more ways than she originally thought.

Kim turned around in her arms and captured her lips in a deep kiss, instantly adding her tongue to the caress. Adrianne's hand now explored new skin exposed and cupped the younger woman's hips before moving a hand to the small of her back, lifting her deeper into the kiss.

"Your mother's going to come walking in," Kim mumbled past the kiss as Adrianne lifted the smaller woman and wrapped her legs around her hips, pressing her up against the wall.

"No, she won't. We have time." She argued, using her hips and weight to hold Kim in place as she lifted the assistant's tank top over her head and tossed it behind her. "We have time." She mumbled again before burying her face into the younger woman's neck, kissing, licking, nipping. Anything to get the reaction she was looking for.

Kim whimpered and her hips canted forward.

"I thought so." The apprentice gloated as she twirled around and dropped Kim down on the mattress she had just put in the room earlier.

"Shut up. You're killing the mood."

Adrianne beamed as she dove into the other side of Kim's neck while the assistant's fingers pulled at her shirt, running her hands up the older woman's stomach as it became exposed. There was little hesitation from the women as Adrianne's cell phone rang.

"It's your mother." Kim panted in anticipation.

"No, it's not."

Kim gasped as Adrianne bit down lightly on her pulse spot. "Yes, it is. As much... Mmm... as much as you don't want it to-"