Homecoming (41 page)

“Tomorrow you can think about how nice it was to lie in a big tub, having your girlfriend feed you chocolate covered strawberries.” She held one up in front of Lizzie, smiling when she caught it in her teeth and sucked it into her mouth.

Lizzie pulled the stem out and dropped it into the water. “Why not?” she asked. “A little more vegetation can’t hurt.” Then she leaned forward, put her hand behind Jill’s neck and pulled her close for a long, gentle kiss. “I’m not going to be thinking about strawberries tomorrow,” she murmured huskily. “I’m going to be thinking about how you move when I’m making love to you.”

Jill stayed right where she was, an inch from Lizzie’s lips. “I think I’m clean enough. Why don’t we go make some memories?”

“Give me a minute to actually wash the lake water off. And have a little more beer.”

Jill handed her a filled glass, then took a bar of soap and rubbed it briskly in her hands, creating a nice lather. “Let me help.” Her hands slid along Lizzie’s arms, as she leaned back and took long drinks of her beer, then each leg lifted straight up into the air, with Jill almost swooning at the graceful way those legs rose from the water, so elegant and powerful. Jill was all in, and she was going to continue to wash all of the parts she’d been dreaming about, but Lizzie gave her a playful grin and slipped the soap from her hand, then let her hand dip below the water line for a few seconds.

“Now it’s your turn.” Lizzie returned the favor, washing Jill’s arms and shoulders and legs, then handed the soap off for Jill to wash her more hidden parts. Then Lizzie stood, rising elegantly as the water sluiced down her body. Quickly exiting, she held a hand out to steady Jill, who settled against her body, wrapped in a warm embrace.

“I like this,” Jill said, moving her shoulders to make their breasts gently touch.

“Me too. You’re just how I thought you’d be. Kind and gentle and thoughtful.”

Jill grabbed a bath sheet and unfurled it to wrap around both of their bodies. Hugging Lizzie tightly, she murmured, “That’s a lot of me. But there are pieces of me you haven’t seen yet. Let’s go explore those.” With the towel caught between them, she placed her hands on Lizzie’s face and held it still as she lavished kisses on her lips. “I love the feel of your lips,” she murmured.

“Mmm. Kissing is my favorite thing.” She grasped the ends of the big towel and patted Jill dry, flicking off stray peony petals as she did.

Jill took the towel and wrapped it around their shoulders as they walked towards the bed.

“I was going to sleep here when I stayed over on Memorial Day,” Lizzie said. “But I couldn’t do it. I already had such a big crush on you that I didn’t want to drive myself crazy by smelling you all night.”

Jill stroked her face, gazing into the warmth of her eyes. “I caught you napping here when I came back. You looked so cute I almost took your picture. This didn’t register at the time, but you honestly looked like you belonged here.”

“I think I do.” Lizzie grasped the sheet and pulled it down, then sat on the bed and maneuvered Jill until she was right in front of her. “I’m sure I belong with you.”

Jill pressed Lizzie’s head against her hip, idly playing with her damp hair. “I’m sure too.” She sat next to her, then guided her down, where they snuggled against each other. “I’ve never been so certain about anyone, Lizzie. I know this is going to work. I can feel it in my bones.”

“Kiss me,” Lizzie murmured, pulling Jill close.

They were soon wrapped around each other, Jill’s leg resting on Lizzie’s hip as their mouths remained locked together. It was like being lost in a sea of kisses, floating along on a warm, gentle current.

Then Lizzie’s lips were on her neck, making Jill’s toes curl as teasing kisses fluttered along her skin. Warm lips hovered above her ear, whispering, “I knew one day we’d be right here. I’m so glad I waited for you.”

Jill shifted her hips, maneuvering Lizzie onto her back. Then she leaned over her, memorizing the way her eyes flashed in the warm, dim light, the flush that covered her cheeks, her beauty catching Jill by surprise. She blinked, trying to understand. She’d known how pretty Lizzie was from the first moment she’d seen her at Mark’s party. Seeing her here, though, so unguarded, so open to Jill’s touch, made that beauty bloom like a gorgeous flower at its peak. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” she whispered, meaning that with every bit of her heart. “My hands are shaking at the thought of touching you.”

Lizzie gave her a lazy, indulgent smile. Then she took Jill’s hand and put it on her breast. “I’ll help you.”

Lizzie might have thought Jill was just being complimentary. But she wasn’t. She was truly stunned by her. Something about Lizzie touched a part of her that no one else had ever reached. She was desperate to explain herself, to make Lizzie understand what this meant to her, but she didn’t have a single word at her disposal. All she could do was touch her—reverently, and hope that her feelings could travel through that touch.

She moved down Lizzie’s body and captured her breast, laving the perfectly formed nipple until it grew rigid in her mouth. Lizzie squirmed under her, breathing heavily as her fingers slowly slid along Jill’s scalp, making a riot of goosebumps break out along her arms.

In just a few minutes, Lizzie was pushing herself into Jill’s open mouth, moaning louder as Jill sucked more forcefully. It seemed like Lizzie’s hands were everywhere, grasping, holding onto any part of Jill she could reach.

As Jill’s mouth left one flushed breast, she latched onto the other, with Lizzie purring her satisfaction. Jill grasped the breast she’d just abandoned, feeling its heat in her hand as she squeezed it. “More,” Lizzie whimpered as Jill pulled her entire breast into her mouth and sucked hard. Suddenly, a pair of legs were wrapped around her waist, squeezing her in rhythm as Jill devoured her.

Breathless, Jill moved up, with Lizzie’s legs letting her go. They kissed again, deeper, hotter, until she was once again barely able to take in a breath. Then Lizzie’s hands were on her shoulders, pushing her down. Jill smiled at her forcefulness, and started to make her way down her body. Those strong legs captured her again and held her in place as Lizzie took her breast in her hand and fed it into Jill’s open mouth. The groan she let out made Jill’s nipples harden, and she sucked the flesh into her mouth with a force she’d rarely used. But Lizzie wanted this. Without question.

Those long, lean legs squeezed hard, with a bit of moisture swiping across Jill’s chest as Lizzie thrust her hips. “More,” she begged, with Jill responding immediately, her head swimming with lust.

Lizzie’s hands went to her head, pulling her in as hard as she could. Her hips thrust hard, panting out nonsense as she began to shake. Jill held on, squeezing, sucking, mouthing her quivering flesh as Lizzie shuddered and moaned.

A cat jumped onto the bed, levitated, then disappeared so quickly Jill thought she’d imagined it. Suddenly, she was on her back, with Lizzie’s flushed face smiling down at her.

“You almost killed me,” she panted, out of breath. Then she leaned down and kissed Jill with such fervor she was breathless as well. Lizzie finally moved an inch away. “That has never happened to me. How did you know exactly what I needed?”

“I’m psychic,” Jill teased. “And you locking me in place with your legs gave me a tiny clue.”

Lizzie collapsed next to her, gazing at her profile. “Nope. You’re gifted. That’s the only answer.”

Smiling at her, Jill said, “Do you think I’m going to argue with that?” She stroked her cheek, and flipped away a few beads of moisture. “You’re stunningly hot. Has anyone ever told you that?”

“A few,” she said, clearly trying to look cocky. “But I only care if you think so.”

“I do. And if you don’t start touching me, I’m going to have to touch myself. Then you’re going to look like you’re just lazy and—”

Lizzie cut her off with a long kiss. Then her hand slid down Jill’s body, gently, teasingly touching her here and there. No real destination. No hurry whatsoever. Whenever she reached a place that felt particularly good, Jill would encourage her, pressing her hand down or growling with delight. Then Lizzie sat up slightly and stared at her body—boldly. “I’m never going to get tired of looking at you. Thank god my imagination isn’t good enough to picture exactly what you look like, or I never would have held out this long. I would have dived right in when we were at Red Rocks.”

“We’d had one kiss!”

“I know.” She laughed softly. “I’m not saying it would have been appropriate. Just that I would have done it.”

“Thank goodness love is blind.” She put her hand on her belly and shook it. “No more flat stomach for me. You’re going to have to look in the mirror to see any abs around here.”

“Oh, I like this,” Lizzie said, moving close to murmur into Jill’s ear as her hand caressed her belly. “You’re soft and smooth and womanly. Everything I missed when I was with men. I can’t tell you how many times I ran my hand over a hairy chest and wished I could feel a soft breast.”

“I’m not as tough as you are,” Jill said, pulling Lizzie’s head down to her breast. “But I’d love to feel your mouth on me.”

The erotic purr that rumbled in Lizzie’s chest was nearly enough to send Jill over the edge, but she got control and opened herself up to the gentle touch. Lizzie kissed her like she was made of spun-sugar, just the way Jill liked it. Teasing, soft, butterfly kisses, with the perfect amount of pressure to send tingles down her spine.

When Lizzie had her in such a state that she couldn’t possibly remain still, she moved down her body, kissing and licking Jill’s belly, then pausing between her legs. With aching tenderness, she opened her with her thumbs, and gazed at her, reverently, for a moment. “This is where I belong,” she whispered so softly that Jill had to strain to hear. There were tears in those vivid green eyes, and Jill felt like they were experiencing something deep—something profound—together. Then Lizzie dipped her head, took in a deep breath and let her tongue bathe Jill in a whirlwind of sensation. Desire, passion, drive, need, all rolled into one as Lizzie’s delicate tongue probed her tender flesh.

Jill was so painfully aroused she could hardly stay still. Lizzie worked with a slow, patient focus, clearly determined to make Jill lose her mind. Finally, her moaned entreaties made her pick up her speed, and she responded when Jill stretched her legs wide open and pulled Lizzie against her body until she quickened the pace. “Perfect,” Jill gasped, throwing her head back as the waves of sensation washed over her and her body jerked and twitched as her climax rolled through her, making every muscle tense and relax until she was limp, barely able to breathe.

Lizzie was cuddled up next to her, kissing her neck and along her chest, her hand never stopping its gentle caress of Jill’s overheated body.

“What’s going to happen when we really know each other well?” Jill asked lazily.

“I can’t wait to find out.”

Jill turned her head to see her avid gaze, with her lovely mouth curled into a sated grin. Every part of her wanted to show Lizzie how one climax was just the start. Hannah used to call her Supergirl, with each subsequent orgasm just making her want another. But she’d learned that Lizzie needed her sleep. It was eleven o’clock and she had a big meeting in the morning. “You know what I’d like?” Jill asked.

“No, but if you tell me, it’s yours.”

Jill got to her feet, feeling a little weak in the knees. But she made it to the bathroom and grasped one of the strawberries by the stem. Then she came back to bed and fed it to Lizzie, watching as her eyes closed when the chocolate hit her tongue. “I want to make you happy,” Jill whispered. “That’s my goal in life.”

Lizzie’s eyes opened and were immediately filled with tears. “That’s what I want too. My new number one goal.”

“Come lie next to me,” Jill urged. “Let me cuddle you to sleep.”

Lizzie blinked, then stared at Jill for a few seconds. “Sleep? Really?”

“Don’t you have to get up early? I was trying to be thoughtful.”

Lizzie pushed her to her back, then slid onto her hips, looking down at her. “I do get up early. But how many times are we going to make love for the first time?” Her soft laugh was like a caress. “Probably not more than a few dozen.”

With one powerful thrust of her hips, Jill now looked down on Lizzie, a playful smile tugging at her lips.

“I don’t ever want you to go to sleep unsatisfied. Especially not tonight.”

“Then get back to work. You’ve barely touched me!” She started to laugh as she grasped Jill’s hands and moved them all over her body. “Look at all of this skin you haven’t even begun to explore.”

Jill met her eyes, loving to watch the playfulness so vividly reflected in them. Having a lover who knew how to play was going to be epic!

“There’s one spot I’ve been eyeing ever since our birthday weekend.” Ostentatiously, she focused on the bedside clock. “I guess I’ve got time to poke around a little bit.”

“Poke around a
lot
,” Lizzie urged. “I’ve got all night.”

Jill rolled onto her side, and propped her head up with her hand. Slowly, she let her gaze travel up and down Lizzie’s body, then her hand went right for the prize, Lizzie’s sculpted belly. When she spoke, her voice was low and soft, nearly reverent. “That day at Red Rocks I was so tempted to lick my way across these ridiculous muscles.” Her gaze slid up until their eyes met. “I didn’t know I was into bellies until I saw yours.” A finger teasingly followed the dips that traveled down her body, bracketing a flat band of muscle right in the center. “Every time I’ve fantasized about you since that day I’ve spent a long time thinking about this exact spot.”

Lizzie clearly wasn’t embarrassed about being complimented. A sly cat-like smile covered her face. “I can give you more to work with if I sit up a little.” She started to rise, then held her position, with definition popping out across her belly.

“Can you hold that for about ten minutes?” Jill asked, her tongue thick in her mouth, her sex tingling with feeling. Leaning in, she swiped her tongue across every muscle, lavishing attention on each hard-earned bit of flesh. “So sexy,” she murmured.