Disclaimer: This is a story regarding a loving relationship between two women. If that offends you, I recommend that you find something more to your liking.
Title: Welcoming Her Home By: ForMySaniT (Lesbian, Romance)
It was six-forty-five in the morning, when she turned the key inside her locked front door, granting her entrance to her home. She was tired. Well perhaps, if she was completely honest, she might be able to admit that she was exhausted. All she wanted to do was crawl into bed with her lover and perhaps slip into a nice coma. While entering the silence of her house, she wondered about her odd hours, although it was not for the first time.
A pale light filtered in from the windows. The slight overcast of the morning had furthered her desire for sleep on the drive home, but now it seemed to be extremely peaceful and comforting. Natalie tossed her keys onto the coffee table in the living room then shrugged wearily out of her coat. Carelessly, she draped the cumbersome garment over the couch. Her hand snaked down her smooth leg, along a calf muscle to the high-heel at her foot. She removed it and then the other with a sense of relief that she could finally walk barefoot on cool hardwood floors.
Heading toward the master bedroom, Natalie began to untuck her shirt. She yawned while unbuttoning the white shirt. The feel of air hitting her newly exposed skin felt nice. Leaning against the frame of the door to her bedroom, she looked inside to the empty bed. "Baby?" she called, half-expecting her girlfriend to materialize from the bathroom bringing with her arrival the scent of humid air and fresh bathing oils.
The white down comforter looked very inviting, but she had to admit that she had been hoping to find a warm body waiting to greet her. The loving embrace, she had day-dreamed of welcoming her home caused a smile to touch her face. She pushed off the door entering her bedroom. Her brown eyes noted that the bed had been neatly made and the room had been straightened before her lover had left it. She undressed, thoughtlessly. Natalie knew exactly where her girlfriend was.
A pair of faded jeans was pulled on easily over smooth tanned legs. Natalie took down her chestnut hair, running her fingers through it, happy that she could relax a bit. She retrieved a loose cream-colored sweater from her dresser, slipping into it. The soft fabric felt nice against her skin. She then lazily put on her socks and shoes.
Natalie opened a wooden chest at the end of their bed. She removed a fleece blanket from inside the cedar chest. The deep blue could have easily passed for black, she thought dreamily. She tucked it under her arm then left for the back porch.
A simple act of sliding back a glass door brought with it, the scent of the ocean and the sounds of waves rolling in and out nearby. Her brown eyes softened as she took in the sandy dunes ahead of her. Natalie found a bit of a bounce returning to her step while she stepped down from their home's wooden deck to the sandy earth which slid and moved beneath her every step. It was too cold to be barefoot, but there was still something wonderful about the feel of having sand beneath your feet. There were worse places to live than Cape Cod, she thought with a smile.
Just as she began to truly appreciate her home once more after another lengthy day, Natalie topped a dune enabling her to see her lover who sat alone on the beach atop her favorite emerald green blanket. Her smile broadened. She pulled the blanket around her body with a sudden gust of chilly air. Her head tilted slightly, sending her hair spilling over her shoulder while taking in her lover.
The young Latin woman hugged her jean-clad legs which she held close to her chest. The black-ribbed turtleneck didn't typically do much to shield her from the chill in the air, but it did not seem to phase Catherine at all. Her black hair had been pulled up off her long neck although the wind had caused a few stray strands to float along the currents of the wind. A book lay on the blanket just within reach. Natalie didn't need to bother guessing which book it was. She knew. The book had been read and reread so much that she could open the book and it would automatically fall open to her lover's favorite poem. By now, she knew that she could quote the poem line for line needing no other reason than to make Catherine smile.
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum;
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
Natalie loved to change the words just slightly so that it applied more to women which made Catherine smile to no end. She knew that her girlfriend must have been deep in thought when she had managed to kneel directly behind the woman without catching her attention. It was only when she wrapped both, her arms and the blue fleece blanket around Catherine that the woman seemed to awaken from her thoughts.
Catherine inhaled the scent of her lover's perfume while reaching up to hold the arms wrapping around her. "Baby," she sighed contentedly.
The body leaning back into hers caused a soft purring sound to leave Natalie's lips. She kissed Catherine's head feeling her hair lightly tickle her face. Her arms tightened their hold, bringing the woman closer to her.
"How long have you been home, my love?" Catherine asked softly. She closed her eyes, relishing Natalie's embrace.
A gentle kiss to Catherine's ear was soon followed by a smile upon Natalie's lips. "Not long." She closed her eyes then rested her cheek against her lover's temple. Yawning, she nuzzled against Catherine.
"Baby." Catherine's voice had been gently scolding, despite its loving tone.
"Mm-hmm," Natalie answered absently. She felt so at ease now that she was quite certain she might fall asleep, sitting as she was.
"You should be in bed," Catherine whispered. She brought a soft hand to her lips, kissing it lovingly.
"Well, I had planned on doing that, but when I got there you weren't there so--- "
Catherine smirked. "You can't sleep without me, Nat?"
Hugging Catherine tightly, Natalie listened to the ocean. "I wanted to be with you. You weren't in bed so I came where you were, that's all."
Catherine turned in the embrace to kiss her lover gently in a very slow and loving manner. She reached upward taking a proud jaw into her hands. Her lips parted as she breathed her lover in. The tongue teasing her lips was accepted fully while their kiss deepened. Natalie's hands at her back pulled her forward causing their breasts to crush together in a wonderful way which never failed to make her heart race. She could feel her desire to have this beautiful woman building, but knew that her girlfriend was in need of rest. Reluctantly, she ended their kiss resting her forehead against Natalie's.
"Let's get you to bed, my love," she said in a throaty voice.
Natalie nodded with a smile. She had heard the lustful excitement seeping through to her lover's voice accompanied by the steady fire burning inside those deep brown eyes. It was then that she could almost feel the intensifying emotions which seemed to pass through Catherine's hands to her own skin. Catherine had always been a slave to a kiss. She stared upward as she watched Catherine rising to her feet. The soft hands helping her to stand found the lovers connected yet again.
Natalie watched her girlfriend scooping up her book. She mouthed the words being said by Catherine in perfect sync with her lover. "We can't forget Emily. Now, can we?" She smiled to herself, loving that over their time together she had grown to know her so well while also loving that to this day there was always something new and surprising that she learned about her best friend and lover.
The low rumbling above them warned Natalie that they ought to get inside before the rain began. Turning to walk toward the house, she walked slowly. She purposely took her time knowing that Catherine was collecting her blanket and hurrying to catch up with her. A hand slipping into her own made her smile at the woman walking beside her. She laced their fingers together giving the hand in hers an affectionate squeeze.
Subtly, a few droplets of rain touched down upon her shoulders. Catherine smiled, lightly tugging at the hand holding hers causing her lover to slow their retreat to their home. She loved that Natalie understood what she wanted without having to be told. The rain evolved from a light sprinkling steadily, but Natalie wasn't forcing them to hurry. Instead, she was surprised that the breathtaking woman at her side began a casual conversation with such a nonchalant manner that walking in this light rain seemed to be the most natural act in the world.
"How has your morning been, Cat?"
Catherine smiled then hugged Natalie's arm. She quickly granted a kiss to the shoulder nearest her body. "My morning was delightful. I was wickedly lazy while waiting for you to come home."
"Then you decided to catch cold, right?" Natalie teased with a wink. She wrapped the blanket around them both as they walked toward the house.
Laughing, Catherine playfully poked her lover's side. "No, silly."
"Then, what were you thinking about? You seemed as though you were a thousand miles away."
A slight blush touched Catherine's cheeks. "I was just thinking about this truly amazing woman that I know."
Arching her eyebrow, Natalie smirked. "An amazing woman, huh?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Should I be jealous?"
"Oh, terribly," Catherine joked while feigning gravity as she led the way up the stairs to their private deck. She chuckled softly with the feel of Natalie wrapping her arms around her waist and hugging her lovingly.
"You tell this mystery woman that you are taken." Natalie kissed her girlfriend's ear then gave it a playful tug with her teeth.
"Mm, yes Ma'am."
Together, they entered their home. It took a moment for their eyes to properly adjust to the lack of light within their living room which overlooked their view of the waters. Tangled in one another's arms, they made their way to the bedroom.
Catherine heard the blanket falling to the floor. She knew what her lover was thinking. I'll get it later, seemed to have been said, despite the fact that her girlfriend had never uttered a word. She brought Natalie's hand to her lips, kissing it gently before she left her lover to enter their bedroom slightly ahead of the weary woman. The waiting bed was her target. She moved the extra pillows to the chest at the end of the bed then set about pulling back the covers.
Natalie gave a sleepy smile. For a moment, she wondered if Catherine was set on tucking her into bed. Her smile intensified. That was Catherine all over. The young woman was extremely motherly in certain respects. She had described her girlfriend to many people as being very nurturing. It was something that had attracted her to Catherine, when they had first met. She had immediately felt at ease with her and was easily comforted by her presence. She knew that the feeling had been shared.
The votive candles hanging on the wall in their home of an iron mount embodying delicacy and artistry caught Natalie's attention. She went to them, seeing that a few of the candles stored within the flower-shaped glass holders needed to be replaced. Immediately, her hand went to the top drawer of the dresser at her waist. She frowned curiously when she did not see any extra candles. Her frowning brow soon smoothed as she remembered to check the silver-plated brass box to her left. It was one of many small trinkets that topped the dresser, but it was one of several stamps that Catherine had made subconsciously made with arrival into this, their home. She opened it carefully after taking a moment to allow her fingertips to trace the large "C" engraved within its top. A smile dawned her lips. There, just as she had suspected, were a few emergency candles. She knew that by emergency candles she was not referring to the event of a storm causing a blackout. An emergency to Catherine meant that she was in the midst of a romantic night and the main supply of candles was out. That would be her crisis. Her girlfriend lived by this all-encompassing creed that everything was better by candlelight. Catherine could not sleep without the soft light sending their shadows dancing across the walls. Natalie fondly remembered the nights on which their shadows had merged into one while they made love until the strength of both their bodies and the small candles gave way to morning's light.
Catherine stopped readying the bed to look upon her girlfriend with a curious expression. She studied Natalie when each candle was lit one by one. Hugging the pillow that she had been fluffing for her lover, she smiled. "Is there anything about me that you don't know?" she asked softly.
Natalie lit the last candle then shook the match held between finger and thumb until its tiny flame was no more. She looked over her shoulder to the young Latin woman smiling at her. Her expression was gentle as she responded to the question. "There is a lot about you that I still don't know, but I am looking forward to learning all I can."
Intrigued, Catherine placed the pillow on its place at the head of the bed. "Like what?"
Removing her sweater, Natalie felt the air once again kiss her bare skin. "Like why you giggle in your sleep?"
A gentle flush touched Catherine's cheeks. "I do not giggle in my sleep," she said, emphasizing each word.
Tossing the sweater onto the floor, Natalie smiled. "Oh, yes you do." She unbuttoned her jeans sliding them down her legs. "And you look so cute when you do it, too," she teased. "You get this little expression and--- "
"Shut up, Nat," Catherine laughed, throwing a spare pillow at her lover playfully. "I do not!"
Natalie caught the pillow with ease, then allowed it to fall to the floor. She smiled gently at her girlfriend while walking to the bed and unfastening the clasp of her bra. Her voice changed from its previous teasing tone to a more sincere level. "I love all those little things that you do... like when you fidget with your ring when you are nervous... the way your eyes tear up with a song... or the way your eyes light up when I come home. I especially love that last one."
Catherine turned her back to the bed and her lover with the feeling of her face blushing hotly. It was true. Her heart filled to such extent with Natalie's arrival that it was awe-inspiring. How could someone else have such power over another? It didn't always have to be her lover coming home from work, either. It could be something as simple as her girlfriend speaking to other friends at a friendly get-together and returning back to the room where Catherine was reminiscing with her friends. Natalie just seemed to bring this smile to her face that threatened to take over her entire face. The smile was unstoppable and would not be ignored. Catherine's friends were constantly teasing her about it, deeming it the Infamous Hanger Mouth. It could be the affectionate way that Natalie said her name that would make her eyes come alight. There was so much that would fill Catherine's heart with utter joy, but when she really thought about it, when she truly tried to sum it all up into words, truth be told, it was just Natalie. No fuss, no hidden reasons that could explain her happiness... it was all Natalie. It didn't matter what they were doing or why. Natalie just embodied euphoria. Natalie was her every dream made flesh.
"My eyes don't light up," Catherine said softly. She heard Natalie laugh under her breath. Glancing over her shoulder, she winked before removing her black turtle-neck. Her deep brown eyes soaked in the sight of soft light warming her lover's naked body as Natalie slipped beneath the sheets into their bed. A happy sigh escaped her lips which did not go unnoticed by the chestnut-haired woman resting her head against the pillow.
Natalie smiled sleepily at her girlfriend. She raised the sheets, welcoming Catherine to join her while revealing her naked body in all its splendor to intent brown eyes. "Come to bed, lover."
The sight of Catherine removing her black bra then reaching down to slip off her jeans which was then followed by the removal of sexy black panties was definitely going to be fodder for thought, Natalie told herself. The caramel skin emphasized by the shadows cast due to the candles would tempt her dreams. She felt the bed dip with her lover's entrance. It was not long before her skin felt the heat of her lover against it. Her thighs were parted by a gentle movement of Catherine's knee. The muscle coming to rest against her most intimate places threatened to override her need for sleep if it dared to move, but it did not. Instead, she found herself contented by the fact that she was now blissfully tangled with Catherine's body and presence. Their legs, their arms were embracing each other tenderly. She soon found her battle with sleep too much. Her eyes closed peacefully and she thought she might have felt a kiss to her head before she slipped into a nice sleep which would no doubt be accompanied by vivid dreaming.
A loud clap of thunder caused Natalie to wake from what had been a contented sleep. She turned her head slightly to see the clock on the nightstand to her right. Twelve-thirty in the afternoon and she knew that after her latest strenuous working hours, she should still be sleeping. There was no way that she could go on this little sleep. Turning her head to her left, she expected to see a beautiful sleeping face beside her. Instead, her brown eyes followed the curvy line of white sheets which had molded dangerously to the line of smooth legs curving up into the erotic slope of a hip.
Catherine had moved to lie in the direction which would give her the most candlelight as she turned through the pages of her magazine. She was always so very careful not to make a sound while leafing through anything she was reading when Natalie was sleeping even though she knew there was no chance in hell that it could wake her lover.
Rolling onto her side, Natalie draped her arm over those caramel legs in a slightly sleep-deprived and uncoordinated effort. She pulled her body against her lover's with a subtle moan leaving her lips. "Find anything you like?" she asked with a yawn.
Smiling, Catherine looked to the head of the bed. "Baby, I thought you were asleep." She leaned forward granting a kiss to the legs in front of her. "And in answer to your question... yes, I did."
"Tell me," Natalie said as she pulled the sheets away just enough to expose Catherine's legs to mid-thigh.
"Answer this for me first, my love. Red, black, or gray?"
"For what?" Natalie allowed her nails to run along those soft legs, tracing along the curve of them then beginning the entire process again. She heard the magazine make a tiny sound of protest as it was held up for her to see. A smile touched her lips as she took in the new Victoria's Secret catalog. "Why not buy them all?"
Catherine smirked mischievously. "Oo, I love it, when you talk dirty to me," she teased.
A broad smile touched Natalie's lips. "Oh, yeah, I'm a sweet-talker, alright. Listen to this... 'shopping spree.' "
"Oh, you just hit my G spot with that one."
Natalie laughed happily while her girlfriend playfully winked and blew her a kiss. "Who knew shopping could be so exciting?"
"Honestly, baby," Catherine said with a bit more sincerity within her voice. "Which do you like more?"
"I get to pick, huh?" Natalie joked while kissing over Catherine's ankles.
"Yes, anything you want."
"Well, honestly...."
"Yes?"
"I love what you are wearing right now."
Catherine smirked. "Our sheet?"
"Well, actually I was thinking more about this gorgeous skin of yours." Natalie's kisses slowed while her lips moved higher along the woman's legs inching steadily toward Catherine's knees.
Biting down on her bottom lip, Catherine tried not to become too impassioned by her lover's kiss. Natalie was still on the precious edge between both the waking world and dream. It would be very easy for Natalie to return to sleeping tranquilly. Then again, she knew that if she encouraged her girlfriend this could easily turn into one of their afternoon lovemaking sessions. Although her desire to be with her lover was cresting, she knew how badly Natalie needed to be resting now.
"Baby---" Catherine started gently.
Natalie's teeth raked over the knee in front of her now while her hands smoothed over a lean calf muscle. "Mm-hmm ..."
"Have you listened to the storm? Isn't it amazing? Just listen to how peaceful that is."
Brown eyes shifted from her lover's legs to the dreamy expression on her Catherine's face as the Latin woman stared out the windows. The candlelight cast a warm glow to their surroundings bathing them in soft light. Natalie listened to the rain filling the air with its soothing song. Her lashes suddenly felt as though they weighed so much. When a gentle hummed song drifted into her ears, she frowned just slightly. "No fair, Cat," she yawned suddenly feeling the sleep she so desperately needed.
Catherine felt a cheek rest against her leg. Sleepy kisses were given to her skin while she continued to hum soothingly. She moved her hand to lightly scratch at her girlfriend's legs in a very tension-relieving manner.
"I know what you are doing, Catherine," Natalie mumbled barely above a whisper. "I will not go to sleep alone. Now, either you come up here with me or... I'll just think of other ways to tear you away from your magazine."
Smiling beautifully, Catherine closed her magazine. She nodded slowly, feeling her girlfriend's eyes upon her. Gently, she allowed the magazine to fall to the ground. She pulled back the sheets causing a smirk to touch Natalie's lips. Her dark brown eyes feasted on Natalie's body making it perfectly clear what she intended to do to this woman, whom she treasured above all others.
A soft moan slipped past Natalie's lips as she felt warm hands brushing against her inner thighs parting her legs in the hopes of admittance. She opened her hips feeling the mouth growing closer to her in its tormenting slowness. A kiss against her intimate lips so gentle that she scarcely believed it had actually taken place inspired the tightening within her muscles. The hands which she always loved to feel upon her, massaged at her contracting thighs relieving their tension. She breathed deeply at the moment of contact between her innermost recesses and the yielding flesh of full breasts crushing against her. A warm cheek pressing itself against the smooth skin of her stomach made her smile. She lovingly wrapped her legs around Catherine while the young woman embraced her waist in unison. Her fingers smoothed long dark hair, feeling the strands tickle her naked skin. A contented sigh left her lips. It was not long at all before she gave in to sleep... and dream.
When light brown eyes opened once again, the clock staring back at her was completely devoid of expression. She frowned as she tried to process within her sleep-filled mind what had happened. Her arm reached behind her, half-expecting to feel a pillow instead of her lover. She was pleasantly surprised by the body that pulled closer against her own.
"Lover," she started softly. "What happened to all the power?"
Wrapping her arm around Natalie, Catherine held her girlfriend gently. She brushed away the lengthy chestnut hair draping over Natalie's neck, sending it spilling to the pillow. Her lips lightly kissed at her lover's warm neck and shoulder while she answered the young woman. "The power went out not too long after you fell asleep. I think we might have enough candles to get us through the night. What do you think, my love? Do we have enough candles?"
Natalie laughed softly while baring her neck to her girlfriend in the hopes that the kisses would continue. "Oh, someone told me once that you can never have enough candles."
The lips smiling against her skin warmed Natalie's being. She listened to the sarcasm-filled voice speaking gently against her ear. "Oh, this person sounds kind of crazy to me."
Natalie was eased lovingly onto her back. She reached upward to caress a soft cheek. Her smile intensified as her hand was kissed sweetly. "Oh, she is crazy, but I love her so I pretend not to notice."
"Well, that is nice of you to ignore her eccentricities like that, baby." Catherine moved her body gently atop her lover's as Natalie moved the sheets which were separating them to grant the contact between her body and her girlfriend's. The feeling of cool fabric lightly touched down upon her back when the sheets lazily floated down onto their bodies then molded to their unified forms.
Natalie's eyes followed the traveling of her hands as she sought to review every inch of the arms supporting this woman above her. She took in the contrast in their hued skin, noting the way that her walks on the beach had kissed her skin while her lover's skin was bronzed by a different element, that of ethnicity. With her fingers' every touch, her hands' every caress, she thought about how much she truly treasured this woman, her lover, her friend. Brown eyes looked up to meet deep brown eyes which smiled down on her.
"I love you, too," Catherine whispered, recognizing that reflective countenance which could never be seen more clearly than it was in the vessels where it seemed to be housed, originating most prominently within those expressive light brown eyes.
Tilting her head with a soft smile, Natalie bathed in Catherine's adoring gaze. "You know what I am thinking, huh?" She laughed under her breath with the slow nod given in response. "Well then, smarty, what am I thinking, now?"
Catherine offered a mischievous grin then settled her weight onto her elbows, feeling more of her body pressing down against Natalie. With the fingertip of her left index finger, she traced a letter along the skin of her girlfriend's stomach.
Natalie struggled not to squirm while deciphering the letters being written slowly over her skin. "K," she whispered after the first letter. "I." She waited for the next letter. "S." A broad smile touched her lips as she knew where this was going. She feigned ignorance despite it, in the hopes that this wonderful moment of touching would continue. "S. M. E." She stared deeply into Catherine's eyes, knowing precisely what they were asking of her. That had been exactly what she was thinking, although how Catherine knew was beyond her. "Kiss me," she recited.
Smiling, Catherine leaned forward. Her lips stopped a mere breadth away from Natalie's soft waiting lips.
Natalie felt her lover's nail tracing with enticing slowness over her hip. She instantly recognized it as a question mark. Her mind reeled at the possibilities of where her lover might kiss her. She experienced with an acute sensitivity the feel of Catherine's body sliding up the length of her own, bringing Catherine's lips to her forehead.
"Here?" Catherine asked before lovingly kissing her girlfriend's forehead and hair.
This tender attention was certainly a wonderful way to wake up, Natalie thought as she smiled and shook her head. "Lower, lover. Lower."
Catherine nodded then lowered her kisses to her girlfriend's lashes. "Here?" The soft flutter of lengthy lashes tickled her lips.
"Lower," Natalie instructed in a voice equaling the gentleness which her hands displayed as they moved over the muscles easily felt in their flexed state while her lover's back was arched so wonderfully.
Her lips brushed over Natalie's nose causing her girlfriend to chuckle. Catherine listened to the instruction for her descent, feeling it inspire her heart to race just a bit faster. She licked her lips in anticipation of the kiss which was to come.
Natalie raised her head from the comfort of the pillow, needing to feel her girlfriend's mouth against her own. She released a soft groan when the lips passed her mouth finding their home against her jaw. "Baby," she sighed as the lips moved steadily lower, now charting over the length of her neck, making their way to her collar bone.
"Not there?" Catherine asked as she kissed over the soft slope where the chest meets the fullness of a firm breast. "What about here?"
The warm tip of her girlfriend's tongue circling her nipple caused a gentle purring to escape from somewhere deep within Natalie's throat. She brushed her fingers through dark hair pulling her lover's mouth closer to her breast. The hands slipping beneath her felt so nice. Their splayed fingers rested against her shoulder blades pulling her chest greedily toward a hungry mouth. Her legs parted with Catherine's subtle insistence. She bent her legs at the knees, bringing them up along her lover's hips, where they formed an odd sort of tent over Catherine's lower half.
Catherine released the nipple captured so lovingly within her mouth. She kissed along the underside of her girlfriend's breast, smiling as Natalie reacted to the feel of her teeth raking over that sensitive and often forgotten part of the breast. Moving her attention to the valley between those cherished mounds of flesh, she kissed a lengthy line up and down the breast bone. Her lips returned to the path of ascent. Then her tongue slid happily up the length of her lover's neck, where it curled after reaching a proud chin. She playfully bit at the chin then took possession of the lips waiting for her. A moan was swallowed after it mingled beautifully with her own. She whispered her girlfriend's name against those sweet lips while Natalie ground her hips so wonderfully against her own. Her mouth followed the same path that it had taken to get to those glorious lips then merged to the breast left unattended.
Natalie gasped with a slight jerk. Her hands tightened their hold of Catherine's head, silently insisting and eagerly encouraging her lover to devour her entire body, itself, if she liked. Her mind thought that there might be worse ways to go than to have your lover consume you whole.
"Or here?," Natalie heard while her girlfriend disappeared beneath the sheets.
One hand trailed with torturous slowness down her stomach, but Natalie's attention was centered more on the hand kneading skillfully at her right breast. Just as it seemed that the touch might leave her, she gripped tightly to a delicate wrist. She noted the level of heat coming from her own hand as well as the slight dampness that was steadily misting her every inch. With a determined tug, she guided the palm back to its former position, feeling her nipple stab zealously into its warmth. Her head turned to nuzzle into the soft pillow while her eyes closed. She relished the thumb manipulating her breast's erected center. Her breathing began to hasten just a bit, feeling that the simple act of breathing was just a bit more difficult with the glorious weight of her lover's arm draped over her.
The lips steadily moving lower down the length of her abdomen caused Natalie to angle her hips upward. A chin grazing her clit found her lips parting in a low groan of pleasure. "There, baby. There!"
"Here?" Catherine's voice had been slightly muffled by the fact that she was completely submerged under the cool sheets, her voice reverberating off the intimate slope of this glorious vessel of creation, a mere breadth away from her lips which were suddenly parched for a taste of the juices she saw lightly glistening over soft folds.
"Yes," Natalie found herself saying more in encouragement to the mouth softly kissing over her sensitivity with the same gentleness and slow ease that it freely demonstrated against her own mouth only moments before.
As the sound of Catherine moaning against her filled her senses, Natalie suddenly became overwhelmed by a desire to see her lover, knowing how much pleasure her girlfriend derived in the opportunity of pleasing her lover. She knew that to Catherine the act of making love could almost be more intimate than being made love to. She wanted to see her this way, to see their passions merging together.
Catherine felt a slight shiver race up and down her spine caused by the current of cool air suddenly bathing her skin as the sheet was forcibly pulled away revealing her actions to her girlfriend's waiting eyes. She knew that just as Natalie's eyes fixed on what she was doing, the two sensations of both, touch and sight, were joining together. Her fingertips had only started to apply pressure to those moistened inner lips, parting them to expose silky recesses. Unable to wait any longer, she slid her tongue over the length of that satiny skin, feeling the shudder traveling through Natalie passing through the very tip of her tongue and into her own body where it centered mercilessly at the apex of her legs causing her own juices to increase.
Natalie inhaled sharply behind clenched teeth. Sex was heavy in the air making it oh so very palatable. Her hand tightened its hold on her lover's wrist. The seductive pinching and subtle pulling at her nipple caused her to moan and then bring those busy fingers to her lips. She kissed lovingly over them at first then found her teeth raking over the fingertips and her tongue charting along their length. Again, the scents of arousal merging in the air inspired her senses. She could almost taste her lover in the air. A sudden wish that Catherine's juices had been on the fingers now resting against her lips caused a shudder to pass through her. Her light brown eyes widened with an aroused gasp as those fingers left her lips and slid down the slope of her side where they ventured with dramatic slowness, done merely for her watchful gaze, between Catherine's legs. A moan left her lips at the sight of those fingers entering deep within her girlfriend. When the fingers withdrew, now covered in slick gloss, she immediately brought them to her waiting mouth tasting Catherine for the first time this evening.
Catherine shivered violently with the feel of Natalie's tongue parting her two essence-covered fingers, slipping between them in the hopes that not one drop would be missed. She waited for Natalie to lovingly insert those two fingers into her mouth before she eased herself inside of her girlfriend in perfect unison.
"Oh, God!" Natalie found herself crying against Catherine's hand. She struggled to catch her breath, swallowing hard when the lips which had been working so wonderfully at her folds moved upward capturing her clit into them. The tongue circling around the nub was driving her closer to that edge along with the fingers pushing deeper within her.
"Cat," she breathed in a throaty voice. Natalie parted her legs more, desperately trying to allow her lover more access. "Deeper. More!"
The juices slicking her face doubled. Catherine relished every second of it. She could almost sense how close Natalie was now. She added a third finger, feeling the verbal encouragement ripple through her body. If her girlfriend uttered her name with any more love in it, she might give in to tears, she was certain of it. She pushed harder, feeling inner walls grip her fingers tightly in the hopes that they might pull her in deeper. Her tongue began swirling around the clit which she had been nursing at. She pushed harder against the skin surrounding it with the tip of her tongue, feeling it tickle those nerve-endings around it furthering her lover's state. She kissed the swollen clit once more then traveled down to the lips where she sucked first one then the other all the while her fingers matched Natalie's thrusting hips.
Natalie moaned with the feel of those fingers inside her suddenly angling upward within her. She griped tightly to Catherine forcing her mouth to fit more against her shivering pussy after feeling the sudden attention returning to a clit beginning with a teasing flick. Her juices leaving her so freely surprised her a bit in their intensity as climax hit her mercilessly. The first wave seemed to be at an end and she hoped to catch her breath, but Catherine pushed harder inside her manipulating her clit with her thumb while her lips sought to have all of the reward, being given so freely into her girlfriend's waiting mouth. Her tightened hold of her lover had lessened, although it was by no will of her own. She simply no longer had the strength to hold on. Her shaking slowly began to release her after some immeasurable time had passed. She opened her eyes slowly, looking down to Catherine, who lay with her head resting against her stomach arms hugging her waist.
"I love you," Natalie whispered still struggling to come down.
Catherine pushed up from the bed, sitting comfortably between her lover's legs. She gently took Natalie's hands into her own and pulled the beautiful woman to her. A soft purr left her lips when just as she had hoped, Natalie sat up on her lap, wrapping her legs around her waist, pressing her chest tightly to her cheek and hugging her neck and shoulders. She kissed over the chest in front of her whispering her feelings to her girlfriend.
"I love you, too, Nat, so very much."
Natalie looked down on the woman beneath her. Light brown eyes misted just a bit. She cupped the face staring up at her, then brought a soft mouth to her own. The taste of herself was clearly anointing Catherine's skin. She allowed her tongue to chart lazily through Catherine's mouth, feeling her tongue caress her girlfriend's with that same unhurried manner. When her lover backed away to stare into her eyes with a smile, she studied those dark brown eyes curiously. They were trying to tell her something. Her smile intensified in this moment of realization. She covered Catherine's mouth with her own, suddenly needing to have them connected once again.
"Welcome home, Natalie," she thought to herself while guiding Catherine to lean back.
Continuing to kiss, the lovers prepared themselves for a very long evening of lovemaking. And now... it was Catherine's turn.
To be continued...
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