Accidental Love

by BL Miller

  Rose's mind closed to everything except the large palms caressing her aching nipples. "Oh…you know just how to do that…" The touch was sweet yet torturous at the same time…just the right amount of friction as Ronnie drew small circles with her palms. Rose threaded her fingers through the silky black hair, only the ends actually having gotten wet, and pulled her lover in for a kiss. Ronnie's hands became sandwiched between twin pairs of heaving bosoms and it only served to make both women want more. The kisses were passionate, driven by days of aching need, both silently having chosen not to pleasure themselves but rather wait until now, until this moment. Ronnie backed up long enough to free her hands from their soft prisons and scoop the smaller woman into her arms. She climbed out of the tub and paused long enough for Rose to grab some towels off the shelf before continuing into the softly lit bedroom. She sat the young woman down on the coverlet, not worrying one bit about it getting wet. They took turns toweling each other dry, both knowing that there was one spot that would not be drying off anytime soon.

  Rose found herself laying on her back, the comforting warmth of Ronnie on top of her. "I think, my little rose, that I am hopelessly in love with you." The loving words were punctuated with a gentle peck on her cheek. "Actually," Ronnie corrected. "I know I am." Rose felt a long finger trail its way down her cheek. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me," her lover continued. "I know it's sounds corny and all but it's true." The wandering finger found its way over her lips and Rose thought her heart would burst from the emotions running through it. "I love you."

  "I love you, Ronnie." Rose's wait was over when she felt soft full lips upon hers. I could kiss you forever, she thought to herself. "Yesss…" Dexterous fingers found her nipple and squeezed gently, drawing pleasure far greater than anything her own hands had ever done previously. She returned the kiss with fervor, her hands coming up to return the exquisite sensation. Ronnie broke the kiss and give a hedonistic groan. Rose remembered how much her touch was enjoyed the first time they made love and repeated the motions, pinching lightly with her thumb and forefinger. Yes Ronnie, that's it.

  "That…that feels so good, Rose."

  "I'm glad," she replied, increasing the rhythm. Ronnie's nipples grew to hardened peaks as their mouths came together again. Tongues darted and danced, giving and taking as they explored each other's mouths. When the kiss finally broke, Ronnie shifted down and Rose felt damp curls brush against her thigh. "Ronnie, where are you…unggh…." Her nipple was surrounded by wet warmth, a skilled tongue working in concert with straight white teeth to pull the most wonderful sensations out of her body. "Yes Honey…yesss…." She buried her fingers deep into the silky hair, urging her lover on. Her hips began bucking upward in search of relief, finding it in the supple skin of Ronnie's thigh. "Oh…" She raised up again, digging her heels into the bed. Blinding pain shot through her left ankle. "Ow ow ow…wait…"

  Ronnie was off in a flash and reaching for the lamp. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you? Was I too hard? What?" The words came out in a worried flurry.

  "No no, it wasn't you," she groaned, reaching for her unprotected ankle. "I wasn't thinking." The bed lifted slightly as Ronnie rolled off, returning a moment later with the brace.

  "I'm not taking any chances on you hurting yourself again."

  "I'm sorry…" The rest of her sentence was cut off by Ronnie's lips upon hers.

  "Don't be," the executive said when the kiss ended. The brace was secured, the fit was checked, then as an added precaution Ronnie moved them sideways so Rose's feet hung over the edge.

  "Now where was I?"

  "I believe you were right here," Rose added helpfully, using her hands on either side of Ronnie's face to guide the woman back to her erect nipples. "Ahh…" She laid back and let her dark-haired lover suckle her breasts, losing herself in the feeling. But soon those loving lips moved down, planting soft kisses on her torso. Rose felt her legs being separated and realized what was about to happen. She had read about it in a book at the library, even seen it performed on the adult video, but she never experienced the intimate act. Long fingers separated her folds and before Rose could react to the warm breath caressing her, she felt Ronnie's tongue on her.

  "Mmm," the executive moaned with approval.

  "Ohh…oh yes, that's nice, Ronnie…nnggh…" It was indescribable, a rising higher than any she had ever known, yet there was no fear. She bucked against the invading muscle, her fingers as talons against the dark head. Ronnie's tongue searched out every crack and crevice, causing Rose's hips to take on a life of their own. "Yes…oh…" She felt her legs being lifted and soon found them resting on Ronnie's shoulders as the loving tongue changed from long strokes to quick light flicks over her most sensitive part. "Oh God…Ronnie…" Oh no, not yet, she silently begged as her body began to spasm. Please, it's too soon. But the young woman was powerless as her body surged to a climax against her lover's tongue.

  Chest still pounding, Rose barely had time to get her breathing back under control before her lips were claimed and Ronnie's fingers found a wellspring of desire waiting for them.

  "Rose…" She felt Ronnie waiting just outside her entrance, gently urging her to permit entry. So soon? I don't know if I…ooh. Any doubt Rose may have had about being ready for more was erased when she felt Ronnie's finger slide into her. Hot breath caressed her ear. "Oh Rose…that's so nice…"

  "N-n-n-nice…" she repeated, her focus tunneling to the spot where they were joined.

  "More…ooh…" Ronnie's finger filled her deeply, touching Rose in spots she didn't know existed. She turned her head to see blue eyes smiling back at her.

  "You like this?"

  "Yesss…yesss…more…" She felt a sense of loss as Ronnie retreated back to the edge of her opening, then cried out with pleasure when two fingers stretched her fully. Oh God, it feels so good. Please don't stop. Rose desperately searched out her lover's lips and moaned her pleasure into Ronnie's mouth. A rocking motion was established as they kissed hungrily. Unable to use her left leg for support, Rose brought her right heel up onto the bed and arched into Ronnie's thrusts. "Yesss…"

  "Oh Rose…you feel sooo good, so nice…I love you."

  "I…love…you." Rose's words came out in breathless pants as the rocking motion increased. Ronnie's fingers continued to fill and retreat while her thumb brushed back and forth against Rose's erect clitoris. "Oh God…please." She had no idea what she was begging for but she trusted Ronnie to give it to her.

  "Yesss," the dark-haired woman growled. Rose felt soft lips press against her neck and moaned her approval as her lover's fingers searched out new places deep within.

  "Oh yes, Ronnie…yes…oh that's so nice…yes…" She arched her back, pressing her breasts against the firm body above her. Ronnie shifted, finding an erect nipple begging for attention. It was too much for Rose. The wetness against her leg, the fingers nestled deep inside her, the warm mouth loving her breast…a fire started deep within, pulsing outward until her legs stiffened, her breath caught in her throat, and her muscles clamped down, refusing to let Ronnie's fingers go. "Oh Ronnieeee….I…I'm…"

  "Yes Hon." Trapped fingers wiggled as much as they were able. "I've got you, let it go…"

  "I…I…oh God, Ronnie!" The inner muscles convulsed, the orgasm crashing through with more force than any Rose had ever known before. Nothing existed but the loving arms holding her and the soft words being whispered in her ear. Rose's eyelids refused to open, her body pulsing with aftershocks. It was several seconds before she realized that her grip around Ronnie's body was probably keeping her lover from breathing. She relaxed her arms, letting them fall limply back to the bed. "Oh Ronnie," she sighed, her mouth dry and her body feeling completely boneless.

  "Shh…I've got you, Hon." Rose slowly opened her eyes, the gentle light from the lamp allowing her to see the loving smile on Ronnie's face. "I'm going to pull my fingers out now, okay?" she asked, her fingers remaining absolutely still inside. Rose nodded and shuddere
d slightly as the intimate connection was severed.

  "You're wonderful," she whispered, snuggling into open arms. "Mmm, I could stay like this forever."

  "I'd like that too," Ronnie said. As her hand caressed Rose's cheek, the young woman inhaled the scent of herself and her body twitched with the recent memory of where those fingers had been. She worked her left hand between their bodies stopping only when her fingers grazed damp wiry curls.

  Ronnie groaned and her hips jerked forward in response. "Lie back," Rose whispered.

  Positioning her tall lover diagonally across the bed, she shifted until her lips found a wrinkly point to draw into her mouth. The firm hand on the back of her head spoke just as loudly as the moan coming from Ronnie's lips. Her fingers found hot wetness waiting for them. Lifting her head up from its task for a second, she brought her fingers to her lips and tasted them, her tongue snaking out to draw off every drop. "Rose…God that's sexy," Ronnie huffed. Inspired by her lover's words, the young woman proceeded to make a show of cleaning her fingers, rewarded by the anxious squirming beneath her. With desire, curiosity, and a good dose of nervousness, Rose pushed herself downward until her lips were near the dark triangle of hair. The hand on the back of her head remained, gently urging her on. Ronnie's legs parted wide in invitation. Climbing over a leg and settling into position, Rose found her lips scant inches away from their goal. Coarse dark hairs tickled her face before her tongue parted the way and sank in to taste the sweet liquid. Ronnie's moans were muffled by the thighs pressing against Rose's ears but the young woman felt them just the same. Her mouth quickly learned its way around as Ronnie's breaths came faster. "Yesss, oh Rose, right there…no…yes, right there, yesss."

  Long legs wrapped around her shoulders, pinning Rose to her place. Not that she minded. The feel of Ronnie reacting to her tongue was enough to keep the young woman in that position forever. She alternated from licking Ronnie's clit to dipping lower and drinking in more of the liquid evidence of her effect on her lover. Gasps and moans fueled her on, her goal to send Ronnie over the same wondrous pinnacle that she had reached just a few minutes before. When she wrapped her lips around the small shaft and began sucking, Ronnie cried out and drove her hips upward, grinding herself against Rose's face. Going on instinct, the young woman began sucking harder, her tongue firmly moving back and forth over the engorged clit. Soon Ronnie's legs trembled and Rose wrapped her arms around them to keep her position. The muscles in her neck strained against Ronnie's upward thrust as a loud cry was torn from the older woman's throat. Rose sucked as hard as she could, her tongue moving rapidly over the bundle of nerves. Her joy at Ronnie's moment of release rivaled the feeling of her own orgasm and her own sex spasmed in response. Staying away from the hypersensitive clit, Rose let her tongue travel along the folds, not wanting to end the intimate moment. Only when she felt Ronnie's hands urging her up did she relinquish her prized location and give the lips covered with dark curls a final kiss. Strong arms pulled her up to rest against a broad shoulder. For long minutes neither spoke, content to simply rest in the afterglow. Hands traveled lazily over bared skin, silently communicating their love for each other. "I love you," Ronnie finally whispered, giving Rose a kiss on her forehead.

  "Mmm, love you too." She picked up her head, looking down into contented blue eyes. "Don't ever make us wait like this again," she warned.

  "I promised you before I wouldn't," Ronnie said softly.

  "I know, I just wanted to remind you." Rose put her head back down and sighed contentedly.

  "Can we sleep up here tonight? I'm comfortable."

  "You're always comfortable on me," the older woman chuckled. "We can sleep anywhere you like." She looked over at the clock. "It's still early. You want to watch television? A video? Make love again?"

  "Hmm, let's see." Rose picked her head up and smiled devilishly. "Watch something we've already seen before and will be on again or make love to the most wonderful woman in the world." She put her finger against her chin. "Boy, what a tough decision."

  "Well, let's see what I can do to sway you," Ronnie said, rolling the smaller woman onto her back. "Shall I start at the top and work my way down or from the bottom up?"

  Watching from her spot on the floor, Tabitha yawned and began cleaning herself, certain her mistresses would not be letting her on the bed anytime soon.

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  At Rose's insistence that she could navigate the stairs with her crutches, Ronnie had the adjustable bed moved into one of the guest rooms and the young woman's belongings moved into her room. Tabitha discovered the window seat to be much more comfortable than her cat bed, much to Maria's dismay every time she went in to vacuum. While Ronnie showed off her muscles moving the furniture around to accommodate the extra dresser, Rose stood next to the entertainment center going through the video tapes in search of something for them to watch. An unlabeled tape on top of the cabinet drew her attention. Thinking it was another one of Ronnie's adult tapes, Rose put it in the VCR and turned on the television. To her utter surprise, it was a video of Ronnie's office and Delores was standing there. The volume was off and her former foster mother looked like she was screaming. Rose hit the stop button and rewound the tape.

  "Honey, why didn't you tell me that Delores stopped by your office?"

  Ronnie stopped moving the dresser and turned to face her lover. "I didn't want to hurt you."

  "Was this before or after she had been here?"

  "After."

  "What happened?" She glanced at the VCR when it clicked off announcing the tape was rewound. "Did she ask for money?" she asked quietly.

  "Rose…" Ronnie walked up behind her lover and wrapped her arms around the smaller woman, crutches and all. "You are everything to me. I didn't want to see you hurt with this."

  "I want to see what happened." Rose moved out of the embrace and worked her way to the bed.

  "Sit next to me." By the time Ronnie joined her on the bed, the volume was at the right level and Rose hit the play button.

  The tape started with Delores entering the room and looking around. "Nice office. You hiring?" Ronnie noticed Rose's embarrassed look and put her arm around the smaller woman, pulling her close. She knew the rest of the tape would be hard to watch. The scene played itself out, culminating with Delores being escorted out of the office.

  Ronnie reached for the remote. "That's it." To her surprise, Rose held the controller out of reach.

  "No wait, there's more." On the screen, Susan entered the office. "Ronnie? What happened? I heard they called Security to your office." The dialogue continued, drawing Rose in as she studied her lover's reactions. "I love you, you know," she said softly when the tape ended.

  "I know," Ronnie smiled. "I was just trying to protect you, that's all."

  "I saw that," she replied. Leaning her head against the older woman's shoulder Rose continued.

  "I noticed you didn't use the pen I gave you to write that check."

  "No, I couldn't," Ronnie admitted. "Even though I knew I would tear it up, I couldn't use your pen to do it." A thought occurred to her. "Rose…has she tried to contact you at all?"

  "No, not since that day she was here and took the check." She squeezed her tall lover against her.

  "It was all a lie with her," she said quietly, staring at the blank screen. "You're the one that's taught me what love means." She looked up into endless blue eyes and smiled. "Love is about giving, not taking." She snuggled closer. "Like what you and I have. It's not just about the sex. It's about honesty and caring and all the little things." She gave Ronnie a gentle kiss. "What we have is…" Rose fought for the words. "…is…" Nothing came, no one word could describe how she felt about being with Ronnie. Finally she shook her head in defeat. "All I know is that when I'm with you I feel complete."

  "Funny, I feel the same way about you." She returned the kiss, using her tongue to part Rose's lips and slip inside for a quick taste. "I love you forever, Rose."

  "No mo
re secrets, Ronnie." The young woman's lips moved along the executive's jawline.

  "Nothing hidden between us."

  The black-haired woman stiffened at the words. You don't know what you're asking, Rose. You can't know all my secrets. I just can't risk losing you. Ronnie decided that distraction would work and began nibbling the earlobe framed by golden tresses. "Speaking of hidden." She opened first one, then two buttons on Rose's shirt. "Why don't you and I jump in the hot tub and play 'find the soap'?" She let her tongue trace the outline of Rose's ear and lowered her voice to a throaty growl. "Hmm? I promise to make it worth your while." Another button surrendered to dexterous fingers. "What do you say, Rose? I know you've been wondering about that shower massager."

  "It really will…?"

  "Um hmm…. I'd be happy to show you." She scooped Rose up in her arms and headed for the bathroom, determined to put all thoughts of the past out of the golden haired beauty's mind.

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  As the flowers bloomed and the days grew longer, Rose worked hard on her physical therapy. She took every opportunity to strengthen and build endurance in her ankle. While Ronnie made sure she stayed off it at home, the sometimes over-protective lover was unable to keep such a tight eye on her at the office. Rose had progressed from no weight bearing to toe-touching and the footrest under her desk provided the perfect resistance object to practice with during the day. When she would overdo it, as was common, Rose found Ronnie always willing to provide a foot massage that made all the aches and pains go away. Of course it often led to the new lovers finding other things to touch and rub but that was fine with Rose. The professional decorum they kept during the day at work was gone the instant they entered the house. Whether at the kitchen or dining room table, they sat next to each other, sharing from one another's plates and passing kisses along with the salt. Dessert required only one bowl with two spoons and the warmer evenings were spent on the bench swing cuddled up together looking at the stars. It was heaven on earth and Rose could not imagine being any happier, except to be rid of the crutches.