All My Tomorrows

by Karen D. Badger

  Within moments, Jordan released the clasps of Maggie's bra. As the bra released, an almost orgasmic wave of relief filtered through Maggie's body. Jordan then unbuttoned Maggie's shirt, and pushed it off her shoulders only far enough to trap her arms in the process. Her lips explored Maggie's neck as she continued to push the shirt down off her arms. The shirt drifted to the floor, followed closely by Maggie's bra.

  Not to be outdone, Maggie deftly made short work of the buttons on Jordan's shirt as her garment joined the growing pile on the floor. Maggie admired the toned muscles of Jordan's arms as she ran her hands over her deltoids, across her collar bones, and down over her breasts. Within seconds, Maggie pulled Jordan's sports bra off over her head and threw it on the floor. Skin to skin they embraced. Nipples hardened against one another.

  An involuntary spasm wracked Jordan's body.

  "Are you okay?" Maggie asked.

  "I am feeling things I've never felt before, Maggie. It's a bit overwhelming."

  "Do you trust me, Jordan?" Maggie asked.

  "With my life."

  "Then relax and enjoy this. I promise not to hurt you."

  "I believe you, Maggie."

  Jordan pulled led Maggie to the side of the bed. She lowered her mouth once more to Maggie's neck and nuzzled her ear as her hands teased and squeezed her nipples to full erectness.

  "Jordan," Maggie moaned as she grasped Jordan's hand and encouraged more.

  Jordan's hand left Maggie's breast to unbuckle her belt and jeans. She eased the zipper down to gain valuable operating room as she slipped her hand inside. Jordan nearly doubled over with lustful hunger as she found the evidence of Maggie's passion while alien pangs of passion flooded her own core.

  "Maggie. You are so wet. My God, what you do to me."

  "Please, baby, I need more," Maggie begged as she reached between them to unzip Jordan's jeans and push them off her hips.

  Jordan kicked her jeans off then lowered herself to one knee as she pulled down Maggie's jeans and panties and helped her to step out of them. She then dropped to both knees and pressed her face into Maggie's abdomen and firmly gripped the bulbous curves of Maggie's bottom.

  "Maggie, I need you," Jordan whispered.

  Maggie grasped the sides of Jordan's arms and encouraged her to stand. She pushed Jordan's panties to the floor. Eagerly, they embraced and lowered their entwined bodies to the bed, where they lay in each other's arms like braided rope, kissing, exploring and breathing common air.

  "I am so in love with you," Jordan confessed.

  Maggie rolled on top of Jordan and placed one finger on her lips. "Shh, don't say that. You barely know me."

  Jordan smiled. "I have known you for a hundred years, and I will love you for a hundred more," she replied as she reached down between them and slid two fingers inside of the woman above her.

  Maggie dropped her chin to her chest, her red hair falling into Jordan's face. She moaned loudly as she pressed herself down onto Jordan's hand.

  "Jordan, baby, that feels so good."

  Jordan gained the upper hand and rolled Maggie onto her back. She continued to plunge into her lover as she grasped a handful of Maggie's hair at the back of her head and devoured Maggie's mouth. Maggie's moans became louder and Jordan could feel the vibration of her voice echo between their mouths.

  Jordan suddenly retracted her fingers. Maggie moaned in protest. "Jordan, no, please, I need you."

  "Shh, relax my love," Jordan whispered as she placed gentle kisses along the length of Maggie's collarbone.

  Maggie placed her hands on Jordan's head and pushed her downward.

  Jordan chuckled. "All in good time, my love. All in good time."

  Jordan continued to place butterfly kisses across Maggie's breasts until she reached her nipples, which she absorbed into her mouth, one by one and captured between her teeth. With the sensitive nub gently held captive, Jordan flicked each one with the tip of her tongue until Maggie shuddered with delight. Jordan allowed her hands to run freely over Maggie's abdomen as her mouth slowly made its way southward. Maggie's hips rose to meet Jordan's mouth, demanding satisfaction.

  Then, just as Jordan captured Maggie's sweet spot between her teeth, she drove two fingers once again deep into Maggie's core. Maggie's chest arched off the bed and she was unable to contain the scream of desire erupting from her throat.

  Maggie's body began to stiffen as her muscles tightened around Jordan's fingers. "Harder, baby, please," she begged as Jordan increased her rhythm.

  Jordan held her close as Maggie's body arched off the bed and she cried out her release.

  "Let it go, Maggie. Let it go. I want all of you, forever," Jordan whispered gently as Maggie's orgasm subsided.

  Jordan gathered Maggie into her arms and held her close as her breathing returned to normal and the pleasurable tension left her body.

  Several moments later, Maggie rolled Jordan onto her back. "Your turn," she said. "I want this first time to be special for you."

  "Just being here with you makes it special, Maggie," Jordan replied.

  Maggie dropped a delicious kiss on Jordan's lips then licked her way along Jordan's jaw line to her ear. Maggie's tongue penetrated the cavity. Jordan moaned as she felt a wave of desire invade her abdomen. The intensity of the invasion was unsettling and ecstatic. She had never felt so out of control in her life. She began to tremble.

  Maggie raised her head and looked at Jordan questioningly. "Are you all right?"

  Jordan forced a smile to her lips, but was unable to chase away the tears at the corners of her eyes. "I'm okay. A little nervous, maybe, and a lot scared, but I'm okay."

  "Do you want me to stop?"

  Jordan tucked a lock of wild red hair behind Maggie's ear. "No, love. Don't stop. I want you to make love to me. Please?"

  Maggie smiled and placed another deep kiss on Jordan's lips. "Anything you want, lover. Anything you want."

  Jordan tilted her head back as Maggie kissed her throat. With her tongue, Maggie traced her flesh to the indentation where Jordan's collarbones met above her breastbone. The erotic feel of Maggie's tongue circling the indentation drove her crazy as she grasped the sheets on both sides of her body and arched herself closer to Maggie.

  Maggie took her cue from Jordan and moved downward, biting Jordan's skin along the way. Each gentle strike brought a spasm to Jordan's abdomen. Maggie stopped at Jordan's breasts and gently ran circles around each erect nipple before sucking them one at a time into her mouth and capturing the hardness between her teeth. She flicked the sensitive nub with her tongue repeatedly.

  Jordan's hands flew up to Maggie's head. Maggie looked up. "Harder, please," Jordan urged. Veins protruded from Jordan's neck and her face and chest were flushed crimson as she strained against the ripples of desire spreading through her.

  Never before had Jordan felt such intensity of emotion. Any other experiences paled in comparison to what Maggie was doing to her. "Maggie, I need you. Please release me," she begged.

  Maggie once more moved downward, not stopping until she could smell the aroma of Jordan's readiness. "Hmm, lover, you are indeed ready for me, aren't you?" she cooed as she slipped her tongue between the folds of Jordan's womanhood.

  To Jordan's dismay, she had absolutely no feeling from Maggie's caresses.

  Maggie continued her efforts for the next few minutes until she realized there was no change in Jordan's demeanor. She raised her eyes and looked at Jordan over the expanse of her abdomen and saw the apology in her lover's eyes as she mouthed the words, I'm sorry. Maggie raised her head and cocked it to one side.

  "I'm sorry, love. I don't feel anything. I'm so sorry." Jordan began to cry.

  Maggie was confused. Didn't she say she felt the burn of desire in her abdomen?

  Not wanting to admit defeat, without warning Maggie plunged two fingers deep inside of Jordan. Curling her fingers upward, she thrust in and out of Jordan, massaging her most sensitive spot with each thrust.

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bsp; Jordan's head slammed back into the pillow. "Ah!" she screamed out. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop."

  Tears rolled down both women's faces as Jordan's thrusts matched Maggie's. Jordan grasped the bed sheets on both sides to anchor herself as her hips rose higher and higher off the bed. Waves of desire pummeled her body as Jordan's orgasm raced through her, setting every nerve ending on fire.

  For what felt like an eternity, ripples of aftershocks ran through Jordan's body as Maggie held her close. Finally, the spasms subsided, and Maggie gently slid her hand out of her lover then wrapped her arms around Jordan, who was crying uncontrollably. "It's okay, baby. You are safe. Let it go, lover. Relax."

  Jordan was nearly incapable of speech as sobs tore through her chest. "I love you, Maggie," Jordan said as she burrowed her face into Maggie's neck.

  "Hmm," Maggie replied as she continued to hold the fragile woman.

  Before long, Jordan relaxed and drifted off to sleep in Maggie's arms. Maggie turned her head and placed a delicate kiss on Jordan's forehead.

  "I love you too, Jordan," she whispered.

  * * *

  Maggie glanced at the digital clock and saw three-o-four flash on the LCD. What time did Jan leave for the hospital? It must have been just after noon. She turned her head slightly and placed a gentle kiss on the back of Jordan's head, then wrapped her arms around her as she spooned herself behind Jordan. "Wake up, lover," she whispered softly into Jordan's ear.

  Jordan moaned and rolled over to face Maggie then took the redhead into her arms and held her close.

  "I don't want to wake up. I want to stay like this forever," she replied without opening her eyes.

  "I, too, would like nothing more, but Jan will be back soon. Our attraction is difficult enough for her to accept without her seeing us this way."

  Jordan rolled onto her back and laid her arm over her eyes. "Ah, Jan. I forgot about her." Jordan sat up and threw her legs over the side of the bed. "Okay. I guess we'd better get dressed."

  Jordan stood beside the bed and stretched her arms high above her head. Unable to resist temptation, Maggie rolled to Jordan's side of the bed where she climbed to her knees and wrapped herself around a naked Jordan from behind. Jordan's arms immediately came down to reach behind her and pull Maggie close.

  "God, you feel good, Maggie," Jordan said huskily as the flames of desire once again began to flicker within her.

  Maggie allowed her hands to roam freely around Jordan's abdomen as she pulled herself closer to her. One hand slipped lower to cover Jordan's mound, where she stroked gently.

  Jordan looked down and saw where Maggie's hand rested, and although she could not feel her hand from a tactile standpoint, the psychological effect was overwhelming as a spasm tore through Jordan, nearly doubling her over. "If you keep that up, we'll never get out of here before Jan returns," she warned.

  Maggie kissed Jordan's back. "I know, but you make me feel so alive. All I want to do is make love to you."

  Maggie placed a trail of kisses along the scar running down Jordan's back. Finally, she sat back on her heels and ran her hand over the area where the implant protruded from Jordan's skin. "Does it hurt?" she asked.

  Jordan couldn't feel what Maggie was doing but knew instinctively what she meant. "No, I don't feel it at all. In the beginning, the constant vibration kind of drove me crazy, but I hardly notice it now. It's a small price to pay for mobility."

  Maggie patted the mattress beside her as she settled herself into a seated position on the edge of the bed. "Sweetie, sit. Talk to me for a bit."

  Jordan sat beside Maggie, then reached up and tucked an errant lock behind Maggie's ear. "Yes my love?" she asked.

  Maggie looked directly into Jordan's eyes. "When my mouth was on you, you didn't feel anything, but when I entered you it was amazing how you reacted."

  Jordan smiled. "I know. I was so afraid that I would feel nothing at all, but when you were inside of me, I… well, it felt so intensely overwhelming I thought I might explode. When the orgasm hit me, I nearly lost consciousness it was so intense. I have never felt anything so wonderfully satisfying in all my life. I don't know how to thank you enough for helping me experience that, especially for the first time."

  Maggie kissed Jordan tenderly then ran her index finger along the side of Jordan's face. "No thanks necessary, sweetheart. You are an incredible lover. You've made me feel more alive in the past two hours than I have ever felt. Thank you for coming into my life."

  Both women's attention was suddenly drawn toward the open window as the sound of a vehicle approaching broke them out of their desire-induced haze.

  "Shit," Maggie exclaimed. "That's probably Jan."

  Maggie quickly jumped up and grabbed her robe from behind the adjoining bathroom door. "I'll intercept her in the kitchen while you get dressed," she said.

  Maggie donned her robe and ran through the living room to the kitchen as Jan walked in the door. Jan was immediately suspicious of Maggie's attire.

  Jan raised her eyebrows. "A little afternoon delight?" she asked accusingly.

  "What I was doing is none of your concern," Maggie replied.

  Jan narrowed her eyes. She walked to the bar and poured herself a drink.

  "Jan, what did you find out at the hospital?"

  Jan rested her backside against the bar and crossed her ankles. She casually sipped her drink.

  "The doctors say Don is a lucky man. It appears he landed directly on his back and just fractured a few vertebrae, but the X-rays don't show any permanent damage. He'll be laid up for a while, but they predict a full recovery."

  "That's great news," Jordan said from the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

  Jan sneered as Jordan came into view. "Got my answer," she said as she downed the rest of her drink and placed the glass on the bar with a resounding thud. "I've got work to do. I'll catch up with you two later,"

  She turned and walked out of the house.

  CHAPTER 7

  Early the next morning Jordan stepped into the common room of the bunkhouse just as Jan entered from outside. After setting up the coffeepot to brew, Jordan turned around and leaned against the counter and crossed her booted feet at the ankles. Her hands rested on the countertop on each side of her reclining torso.

  "Are you always up and about this early?" Jordan asked.

  Jan diverted her eyes from the mail she was reading to glance at Jordan. "Only when I have business to attend to," she replied abruptly. She returned to reading her letter.

  Jordan allowed the next few moments to pass in silence as the coffee brewed. It wasn't long before a beep at the end of the brewing process signaled that her much needed morning energy was ready for consumption. Jordan turned and retrieved two mugs from the cupboard and filled them both with the dark amber liquid. She held one out to Jan.

  Jan looked up from her letter once more and cocked an eyebrow at Jordan in surprise.

  Jordan continued to hold the cup out to her. "Look, Jan. These past few weeks have been awkward at best. It seems we're going to be roommates for a while, so we might as well make an effort to at least be civil to one another."

  Jan relented and accepted the cup from Jordan. "Thanks," she said tersely.

  An awkward silence fell between the women as they each sipped their coffee. Finally, Jan cleared her throat. "I, ah, I have some correspondence to take care of. Thanks again for the coffee."

  Jordan nodded and watched as Jan retreated to her bedroom and firmly closed the door behind her.

  * * *

  Maggie was waiting for Jordan in the barn when she arrived a short time later.

  "Hey, you," Maggie greeted her with a smile. "Sleep well last night?"

  Jordan grabbed her saddle and threw it across the back of a regal Mustang mare she had affectionately named Sally in honor of her own childhood horse. "I slept okay."

  "Where are you going?" Maggie asked as she watched Jordan secure the saddle in place.

  "Out to the new
barn raising. I was thinking last night that it won't be long before snow falls. We don't have much time to finish the shell before that happens. I thought I'd get a head start before Dave and the rest of the crew show up."

  "Well then, I'm going with you," Maggie replied as she saddled her own horse. "Surely there's something I can do to help."

  Jordan traced her gloved finger along the side of Maggie's face. "Sweetheart, I will have no problem finding something for you to do."

  Maggie smiled and raised her eyebrows seductively. "I think you'll find me to be an efficient helper."

  Jordan placed her foot in the stirrup and gracefully swung herself into the saddle. "Come on, then."

  The two steadily made their way to the site of the new barn where they released their horses to graze in the corral then entered the old barn to retrieve Jordan's tools.

  Maggie looked on as Jordan draped her tool belt over her waist and adjusted it into place. "You look very butch in that tool belt," she said suggestively.

  Jordan grinned devilishly and retrieved a screwdriver from her belt. "Let me know if you need something screwed. I'd be happy to oblige."

  Maggie reached forward and grabbed the front of Jordan's shirt and pulled her close. "I definitely have something you can screw," she said as their mouths met.

  Maggie explored Jordan's mouth for several moments before she pulled back and smiled. "Well, lover, as much as I'd like to sample your handyman wares right now, we are bound to get caught if we take this much further. I will, however, hire your services later tonight."

  Jordan chuckled and kissed Maggie passionately once more. "Tonight? Mmm, a midnight rendezvous?"

  "Well, once I have you in my bed, there's no way I'm letting you leave. You can call it a sleepover, imprisonment, confinement, a hostage situation. Call it anything you want, but you're not leaving."

  "Sounds like fun, but aren't you worried about Jan missing me when I don't come home tonight?" Jordan asked.

  Maggie cupped the side of Jordan's cheek with her palm. "I broke things off with Jan nearly a month ago. She has to get used to it some time."