Love on Liberty

by Mj Williamz

  Table of Contents

  Synopsis

  What Reviewers Say About MJ Williamz’s Work

  By the Author

  Acknowledgments

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-one

  About the Author

  Books Available from Bold Strokes Books

  Synopsis

  The year is 1969 and passions run high. You’re either for the Vietnam War or you’re not. Tommy Benton is decidedly not. She lives on a commune and demonstrates against the war every chance she gets. She considers those fighting the war to be baby killers. Dolly Samson is a nurse on a Navy ship, and she tends to the sick and wounded. When she goes on liberty, she meets Tommy and the attraction is instantaneous. They burn hot for each other, but how long can that flame last given their differences? And when liberty is over and Dolly goes back on the ship, will Tommy stand by her? Or will their political differences destroy any hope for happiness?

  What Reviewers Say About MJ Williamz’s Work

  “MJ Williamz, in her first romantic thriller has done an impressive job of building up the tension and suspense. Williamz has a firm grasp of keeping the reader guessing and quickly turning the pages to get to the bottom of the mystery. Shots Fired clearly shows the author’s ability to spin an engaging tale.”—Lambda Literary

  “Forbidden Passions is 192 pages of bodice ripping antebellum erotica not so gently wrapped in the moistest, muskiest pantalets of lesbian horn dog high jinks ever written. Within the first few pages we’re greeted with fluttering crotches, burning loins, and the swell of young breasts. But, the erotica connoisseur need not worry, the slow start is intentional, and the pace and heat picks up considerably from there.”—The Rainbow Reader

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  Love on Liberty

  © 2016 By MJ Williamz. All Rights Reserved.

  ISBN 13: 978-1-62639-640-1

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  First Edition: October 2016

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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  Credits

  Editor: Cindy Cresap

  Production Design: Susan Ramundo

  Cover Design By Sheri (graphicartist2020@hotmail.com)

  By the Author

  Shots Fired

  Forbidden Passions

  Initiation by Desire

  Speakeasy

  Escapades

  Sheltered Love

  Summer Passion

  Heartscapes

  Love on Liberty

  Acknowledgments

  First and foremost, I want to thank my wife Laydin who keeps me focused and moving forward. Also, a very special thank you to Mike Dennis for his input and help on the Vietnam Era. One book in particular that really helped with this book was Who Spoke Up? American Protest Against The War In Vietnam 1963–1975 by Nancy Zaroulis and Gerald Sullivan.

  As always, I’d like to thank Radclyffe for giving me a place where my story can have a home. And a thanks to Cindy for working so hard to help me become a better writer.

  Dedication

  For Laydin—For Always

  Chapter One

  Tommy held hands with the woman next to her as the crowd gathered around the platform. The man on the platform lit a piece of paper on fire and held it above his head. The small gathering cheered as another draft card went up in smoke. Tommy loved to watch every time. It never got old. She looked to her right to see she was holding hands with Sheila, a new member of their community.

  “Let’s go back to my place,” Tommy whispered in her ear.

  Sheila’s eyes grew wide, then she smiled and nodded. Tommy guided her through the people until they reached her tent. Once inside, she sat and pulled Sheila close and stroked her long blond hair.

  “Wasn’t that exciting?” Sheila said. “Michael is so brave to burn his draft card.”

  “Yes, he is. But more people need to do that. The war is wrong. I just think women should have to burn theirs, too.”

  “What do you mean?” Sheila’s eyes were wide again.

  “I just think women should have to fight, too. It’s only fair. We want equal rights; we should have equal responsibilities.”

  “Oh, Tommy. I could never go to war. Maybe strong women like you, but not girls like me.”

  “Well, I wouldn’t go to this war even if we did have equal rights. We don’t belong in Vietnam.”

  “No, we don’t. You’re so smart.”

  “I’m not smart, necessarily. I just think a lot.”

  “Well, I think you’re wonderful.”

  “Careful, kiddo,” Tommy said. “You don’t want to get too close. It’s all about fun and freedom here.”

  “Oh, I know. But I can’t help it. I really like you. I’ve seen you with other women. That doesn’t bother me. I’m just so happy you picked me this time.”

  “I’ve had my eye on you since you got here,” Tommy said.

  “Yeah? That’s nice to know.” Sheila burrowed in deeper against Tommy.

  “I just didn’t know if you liked women.”

  “I like everyone,” Sheila said.

  Tommy tilted Sheila’s head up and looked into her eyes. She saw a mixture of longing and fear.

  “But you’ve never been with a woman, have you?”

  “No, but I want to, Tommy. I want to be with you. Please believe me.”

  Tommy wanted to believe her. She was there in her tent with her, wasn’t she? But Tommy didn’t want her thinking just because they’d made love they were a couple or anything like that. Tommy wasn’t looking to settle down.

  Besides, what if, once they got started, Sheila decided she didn’t like women after all? Then Tommy would have to cool her jets. And that wasn’t easy to do once she was raring to go.

  Sheila placed a small hand on Tommy’s cheek.

  “What is it?”

  “I just hope you know what you want.”

  “I do. I want you. No strings attached. One night with you.”

  Tommy took her hand and kissed the palm. She was so soft and warm. Tommy closed her hand over Sheila’s. She closed the distance between their faces and lowered her mouth to taste Sheila’s.

  Sheila’s lips were also soft and warm. They molded to fit Tommy’s. Tommy kissed her again. And again. Her heart started to race. She ran her tongue along Sheila’s lips and Sheila opened them to let her inside.

  Tommy thought her heart would explode in her chest. S
he allowed her tongue to explore all around Sheila’s mouth. She tasted good, like cheap wine and pot. Tommy was about to lay Sheila down when someone pounded on her tent.

  “We’re heading into town to celebrate,” a disembodied voice said. “Are you coming?”

  Tommy swallowed hard. She was torn. She could go to town then pick up where they left off, but she wanted Sheila and was intent on having her right then. Still, she gave Sheila the option.

  “What about it? Want to go to town?”

  “Not particularly. Unless it’s important to you.”

  Tommy looked at her briefly before calling out.

  “Not this time. Thanks.”

  “We could have gone,” Sheila said.

  “We could have. Or we could stay here and do this.”

  “Which is what I wanted.”

  “Me, too.”

  She eased Sheila down onto her cot and knelt next to her. She resumed kissing her, slowly and tenderly.

  “Are you okay?” she asked.

  Sheila nodded.

  Night was falling fast, and Tommy was tempted to light a candle to allow her to see better, but opted against it. She didn’t need their shadows in the tent giving everyone a show. Instead, she focused hard on Sheila and simply waited until her eyes adjusted.

  “Good,” she said. “Now, if anything I do makes you uncomfortable, I want you to tell me, okay?”

  “I will. But don’t worry. I want this, Tommy. I swear to God I do.”

  It was Tommy’s turn to nod. She had to trust her. And she wasn’t about to try to walk away now. She saw Sheila’s small body laid out on her bed and couldn’t wait to strip her and see her naked. Sheila looked like she could be loved a hundred ways to Sunday, and Tommy planned on doing just that.

  She kissed her again and allowed her hand to play up and down Sheila’s belly. She was greeted with Sheila’s sharp intake of breath.

  “You like that, huh?” Tommy said.

  “Yeah.”

  “So do I.” She slipped her hand under the flimsy cotton blouse and touched the bare skin. “I like this better.”

  “Oh, yes.”

  “Your skin is so soft.”

  “So is your touch.”

  “Yeah? Good.”

  Tommy moved her hand up and lightly traced the base of a small breast. She wanted to caress it, then suck on it and knew she would in time, but she needed to move slowly. She had to be sure Sheila was okay every step of the way.

  “Oh, Tommy. Oh, yes. That feels wonderful.”

  Tommy watched carefully for signs she was enjoying it. Words were one thing, but watching her legs bend and straighten told her she had her squirming in pleasure. She dragged her fingers along her chest and drew a circle around the other breast.

  Sheila grabbed her hand and placed it directly on her breast. Tommy felt the small nipple poking her palm and grinned. She kissed Sheila as she massaged the small mound and pinched her nipple.

  “You have an amazing body,” Tommy said.

  “I’m glad you like it.”

  “I do. Very much. Now sit up and let’s get this shirt off you.”

  Sheila sat up and pulled the shirt over her head. Tommy didn’t know if it was the night air or excitement that had her skin covered in goose pimples. Either way, she was beautiful in the dimly lit tent.

  Tommy bent over her and kissed her again. She kissed down her neck and back to her lips, savoring every inch she touched. She moved her hand to the other breast and played with it while she kissed her.

  She nibbled down her neck to her chest. She saw the swollen nub of a nipple under her mouth and blew on it gently.

  “That’s cold,” Sheila said.

  “Just seeing if it could get any harder.”

  “And?”

  “I don’t think so. I think they’re as hard as they’re going to get.”

  “Is that a bad thing?”

  “Not at all,” Tommy said. “It means you’re very excited and I like that.”

  “I am. You’re making me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

  “Good.”

  Tommy took a nipple and sucked it deep in her mouth. Half of Sheila’s small breast came with it. Tommy ran her tongue over the tip of it. Its hard, yet soft texture felt wonderful. She needed more so sucked harder.

  Sheila ran her fingers through Tommy’s hair, holding her head in place. Tommy continued to suckle as she slid her hand down to Sheila’s skirt. She rubbed her hand up and down one thigh, feeling the heat radiating through her thin skirt. She felt Sheila tense.

  “You okay?”

  “Yeah. Fine,” Sheila said.

  “You sure? Because I can still stop if you want me to.”

  “No. Please don’t. I don’t want you to.”

  “Then just relax, baby. Why did you tense up?”

  “I don’t know,” Sheila said. “I think I just wasn’t expecting to feel your hand there.”

  “That’s not the only place you’re going to feel me.”

  “I know. I’m ready for you.”

  “Okay.”

  Tommy kissed her again and moved her hand back to her breasts, with the thought that she needed to go slower still. Even though every inch of her ached to touch her, to feel her soft, warm pussy. She broke the kiss and replaced her hand with her mouth. Her breasts tasted delicious and fit so perfectly in her mouth.

  Tommy slowly moved her hand back down to touch Sheila’s thigh. This time there was no tensing up. Tommy lightly massaged her thigh, soft yet supple, through her skirt.

  “Can we take this off?” Tommy asked.

  Sheila nodded and arched her hips for Tommy to slide it down over them. She helped her peel off her panties and lay naked for Tommy’s enjoyment.

  “You’re beautiful,” Tommy said.

  Sheila simply stared up at her. Tommy stood and quickly stripped out of her jeans and flannel shirt. She lay naked next to Sheila on the bed and pulled her close for a kiss as she entwined her leg with hers. The feel of Sheila’s skin against her drove her wild.

  As they kissed, Tommy moved her hand down to touch an inner thigh. This time, instead of tensing up, Sheila lowered her leg, leaving herself more open for Tommy. Tommy stroked the thigh up to where her legs met, feeling the moist heat radiating from within Sheila.

  She brought her hand up and tentatively touched Sheila’s clit. Sheila gasped.

  “Still okay?” Tommy asked, unsure if she could stop at that point.

  “Still okay. Better than okay. I need you, Tommy.”

  Tommy continued to rub Sheila’s clit until Sheila cried out.

  “Oh my God,” Sheila said. “How did you make me feel like that?”

  “We’re not through yet,” Tommy said.

  She slipped her hand lower and entered Sheila. Just two fingers at first, then three. In and out and around and about she moved them as Sheila twisted and turned to greet every thrust.

  “Do you like that?” Tommy said.

  Sheila only nodded. Tommy sucked her breast again and continued to fuck her until Sheila grew still and then collapsed.

  Tommy pulled Sheila to her. She wasn’t much into basking in the afterglow, but made an exception this time.

  Sheila propped herself up on an elbow.

  “So how do I please you?”

  “Don’t worry about it,” Tommy said. “I’m fine.”

  “Didn’t that turn you on? Or no?”

  “Of course it did, but I’m okay. Don’t worry.”

  “I’m not worried, per se. But I really want to take care of you, to make you feel some of what you made me feel.”

  Sheila dragged her hand slowly down Tommy’s firm belly.

  “Is it that hard? Do you think I won’t be able to?”

  “It’s not that,” Tommy said. “It’s just that, well, never mind. Okay, I’ll lay back and you can please me any way you’d like.”

  Sheila started by sucking on Tommy’s hard nipples. The sensation was amazing. Tommy�
�s nipples were hardwired to her clit, so everything was at immediate attention.

  “Oh, yeah, Sheila. That feels good. That feels real good.”

  Sheila kept sucking as she slid her hand between Tommy’s legs. Tommy braced herself for fumbling, but was pleasantly surprised when she felt Sheila’s hand on her swollen clit.

  “Oh yeah, right there. Oh God, yes. That feels good.”

  Sheila continued to rub, and Tommy felt all her muscles tense up. She was teetering on the edge of reality, wanting to go over, to float into oblivion, but she couldn’t. She closed her eyes hard and concentrated. She fought the urge to place her own hand over Sheila’s to help her out. This was important to Sheila, but damn, she needed to get off.

  Finally, Sheila hit just the right spot at just the right angle and Tommy felt the tension release as the waves of relief coursed through her veins. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. She reached down and took Sheila’s hand.

  “That was wonderful. Thank you.”

  “Was it enough though?”

  “Yeah. One orgasm is usually all I’m good for.”

  Sheila lay down next to Tommy again. They were snuggling when they heard music outside.

  “The group must be back from drinking,” Tommy said. “Let’s get dressed and go join them.”

  Tommy handed Sheila her clothes, then quickly doffed her own. She took Sheila’s hand and led her toward the sound of the drums and guitar. It was a chilly night so Tommy wrapped her arm around Sheila and held her tight.

  “You okay?” Tommy said.

  “Yeah, just a little confused.”

  “What about?”

  “I thought it was a one-night thing.”

  “It was. It’s still the same night, right?” Tommy smiled.

  “Right.” Sheila smiled back at her.

  As they stood listening to the music, someone passed a joint their way. Tommy took a deep hit off it and handed it to Sheila. The guy to Sheila’s left had his own joint, so Sheila took another hit and passed it back to Tommy. She inhaled deeply and handed it to the woman on her right.