Chapter 13 - Life
By Claire Highton-Stevenson
Lucy crept up on Nicole. Her arms snaked around her waist as she pressed her mouth to Nicole’s neck and kissed her with a loud smack of her lips. “I miss you,” she said as her hands wandered the expanse of cotton-covered torso.
“I miss you too,” Nicole replied, her hands landing on top of Lucy’s as she tilted her neck for more kissing. “We have some time now though. The kids won’t be home for at least an hour, and Wynter is fast asleep on his afternoon nap. So…”
Lucy grinned against her neck, knowing their toddler was out for the count for at least an hour. “Bedroom?”
Shaking her head, Nicole turned in her arms, her fingers undoing the buttons to her shirt. “No, right here.”
It wasn’t that Lucy was a prude, far from it now that she had found her old confidence again. She just wasn’t used to this side of Nicole yet. When they had met, she had been timid and unsure of herself, and it had taken all this time for her to also grow in confidence. She had been seeing a therapist, and since then she had been pushing her own boundaries. Sex had always been something they did in bed, when the kids were asleep. Now though, Nicole was getting adventurous.
Leaning in, Lucy’s lips ghosted against her wife’s. Soft, plump and kissable, they enticed Lucy with everything they did. The way they formed words whenever Nicole spoke. How they felt pressed against her skin when Nicole kissed a path from head to toe. She loved the way they felt as they found her and latched on between her legs, bringing her a pleasure she had long since given up on. Now, she couldn’t get enough of her wife.
“You are so sexy,” she whispered and then smiled at Nicole’s soft giggle. The shirt fell open, revealing the soft torso her hands now sought out. Fingertips sank into warm flesh and she groaned. “I love how you feel. It makes me want to kiss you all over,” she admitted. Their noses bumped against one another as lips nipped and caressed.
When Nicole grasped her hand and pushed it down between them, she got the message.
Grinning into the kiss, Nicole arched into her touch. “Show me how sexy I am.”
“Oh, I will.” Lucy laughed again, this time easing to the floor. She winced a little as her bad leg complained, but it soon got the message, and though she had to keep it somewhat straight and at an odd angle, she was comfortable enough for this chore. Assisting Nicole’s trousers to the floor, she leaned in and kissed her hip bone, continuing along the line of her underwear until she kissed the other protruding bone. Nicole mewling and writhing under her touch always turned her own arousal up a few notches. With her palms flat against Nicole’s thighs, she glanced up.
Her wife looked glorious leaning back against the worktop, her arms outstretched, knuckles white as her hands gripped the edge. She hadn’t worn a bra, and her breasts were half hidden by the plaid shirt. Dark hair, loose and wild, hung free behind her head that dropped backwards the moment Lucy kissed her more intimately. All of it was sexy as hell.
Evidence of her arousal already coated her underwear and Lucy inhaled, enjoying everything about their connection. Gently, she slid the garment away and removed the only barrier between herself and her love’s desire.
“Lucy,” Nicole whined. This time when Lucy glanced up, she found dark eyes filled with carnal lust glaring at her. “Please don’t tease me, not now. It’s been…”
“Too bloody long.” Lucy finished the sentence for her before flicking her tongue out, causing Nicole to buck her hips forward and cry out.
“Yes. Just like that, baby.” It always made Lucy happy to hear her make demands, to say out loud what it was that she wanted. For too long, Nicole had been terrified to make any kind of comment that her then-husband could twist and use to cause her physical pain.
There was nothing that Lucy wouldn’t do for this woman, for their kids. And right now, she was on a mission, and victory was closing in. Her tongue swirled between fleshy folds, rhythmically spiraling until she felt Nicole’s thighs clench, her pelvis thrusting forward again and again as she eked out every pleasurable second of it.
Unsteady legs shook as muscles contracted and all of Nicole’s concentration filtered down to that tiny area between her thighs that Lucy was adoring so wholeheartedly. There was no more holding it back. No longer could she stave off the inevitable, and in all honesty, she didn’t want to. Nicole needed this, wanted to enjoy it, and then when she had recovered, she wanted to give Lucy the same immeasurable gratification before they both fell back into the routine of raising four kids and trying to find some time like this again.
“Lucy…” This time there was no whine, no glare, just a gasp of air between pants as her chest heaved, her body shuddering and jerking as she gripped the countertop with more vigor. Nicole felt strong hands grip her thighs and hold her in place as she bucked against the talented, tender tongue that continued to lap and lick until Nicole could take no more and pushed her lover gently away. For several minutes she felt herself jerk involuntarily as the aftershocks jolted through her. “Jeez, I didn’t realize how much I really needed that.” She laughed, helping Lucy to her feet.
“Yeah, we need to make more time for us,” Lucy said. Wrapping her arms around her, she kissed her head. “I don’t want to be that couple that forgets each other.”
“That will never happen, my love. We will be more attentive…starting right now.” Nicole giggled as she pulled at Lucy’s clothes. “Far too overdressed for my liking.”