by Julie Cannon
An hour later, lying comfortably in Elliott’s arms, Lauren said, “Now I need coffee.”
Elliott moaned in mock disappointment and looked down at the smooth tan flesh of the woman in her arms. Reluctantly, she got out of bed. “As much as I hate to hide this beautiful body, I don’t trust myself.” She handed Lauren a robe from the closet and she pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and an old T-shirt. Kissing her one more time, she took her hand and led her to the kitchen.
Lauren smiled shyly when Elliott leaned forward across the counter as they sipped coffee a few minutes later and said, “At the risk of repeating myself, you are so beautiful.”
Lauren blushed. “I’m suddenly shy and I have no idea why.” She paused. “It’s kind of silly after what we did all night.”
Elliott reached across the table and took her hand. “It’s not silly at all. As a matter of fact, I think it’s quite charming. It’s refreshing to see someone in awe of something. You so seldom see that anymore.”
“Yeah, well, it can go away anytime now,” she said, unnerved. She had been in the same morning-after position before with men and had never felt as awkward as she did right now.
Elliott put her cup down and pulled Lauren out of her chair and into her lap. “I hope it never goes away.” She gently kissed her parted lips. Instantly the kiss sparked passion, and Elliott untied the knot on the blue robe. She slipped her hands inside and captured Lauren’s breasts, causing her to arch into the caressing hands. Elliott dragged her mouth away and took an erect nipple in her mouth.
“Oh God, Elliott.” Lauren moaned. “It makes me crazy when you do that.”
Elliott moved her mouth a fraction of an inch away from the enticing breast. “And it makes me crazy when you do that,” she replied when Lauren tangled her fingers in her hair and pulled her tighter to her breast. As the desire pounded between her legs, she stood up and pulled Lauren back into the bedroom. There were no complaints from Lauren as Elliott took her fast and hard. While Lauren rode her thigh, Elliott said, “Touch me,” and Lauren immediately did as asked. The instant her fingers touched Elliott’s warm, wet center, they both shuddered in orgasm.
Their breathing slowly returned to normal as the two women lay spent in each other’s arms. Elliott sighed. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I have to get to the office.”
“You what?” Lauren sat up, incredulous.
“I have a board meeting today that I absolutely can’t miss. If I had any idea I’d be waking up with you in my arms this morning, I would have cancelled it.”
“Well. I have absolutely nothing on my calendar this morning, so you hurry along and I’ll be right here dozing in this soft, warm bed that smells like sex.” Lauren lay back down and moaned softly as she stretched out on the luxurious bedding.
Elliott realized that Lauren was teasing her. “How did you manage that?” She knew just how difficult it was to get a complete morning without appointments.
“I called Michelle and told her that something had come up and to reschedule anything I had this morning,” she said, proud of herself.
“When did you do that?” Well, well, well.
“Earlier this morning when I got up to use the bathroom.”
“You dog!” Elliott exclaimed, sitting up and tickling her. “Not fair!”
“A good attorney always knows her next move,” Lauren said between giggles.
Elliott leaned down and kissed her. “I certainly know what my next move is,” she said as she moved on top of her once again. When Lauren was fully aroused, Elliott jumped out of bed. “Oops, I’d better start getting ready.” As she moved toward the bathroom, she glanced over her shoulder to see the shocked expression on Lauren’s face.
Elliott was still laughing as she stepped into the shower. She was rinsing her hair when she felt a draft and then Lauren’s hands were on her. She could feel tight curls pushing against her buttocks as Lauren reached around her and long, slim fingers entered her. She was still wet from the teasing encounter in the bed a few moments ago, and her knees buckled when Lauren said, “Payback is hell.”
Lauren intended to leave Elliott as aroused as she had been, but when Elliott got to that point she was totally overcome with desire and couldn’t have stopped even if she wanted to.
Elliott gasped and placed both hands on the wall of the shower, the water cascading over her back. Through her haze, she knew that Lauren was touching herself with the same rhythm that she was touching her. That knowledge increased her arousal and she said, “That’s it, right there,” encouraging Lauren to continue. As she came, she cried out and her voice was drowned by Lauren’s simultaneous cry.
After they settled, Lauren took the soap and washed Elliott. She inspected every square inch of the body that excited her, her passion rising again. She had showered with other lovers but none with the intimacy that she now felt with Elliott. Before she got to the point of no return, she rinsed her new lover and turned off the water.
*
“What are you doing?” Elliott dropped her briefcase on her desk and sat down with her cell phone cradled to her ear.
Lauren’s heart raced at the husky sound of the voice on the other end of the line. “Lying here in your bed thinking about you.” She had watched Elliott dress for her day at the office and thoroughly enjoyed witnessing the transformation from passionate lover to respected businesswoman. Actually, the more she thought about it, the more aroused she became.
“Really?” Elliott sat back in her chair, holding the phone as if it were Lauren.
“Yes, really. What are you doing?”
Elliott shook her head and smiled. “Thinking of you.” A warmth spread through her body at the thought.
Lauren lay back on the pillow that Elliott had used for the few hours that she did sleep. “You probably know this, but you are an incredible lover.”
Oh God. The warmth had settled in the spot directly between her legs that was already overheated. “You shouldn’t say things like that.”
“Why not?” Lauren inquired.
“Let me rephrase that. You shouldn’t say things like that when I have to spend the rest of the day in a board meeting.” I’m sure not looking forward to trying to concentrate on financials and long-term strategy.
“And why is that?” Lauren already knew the answer, but she wanted to hear Elliott say it.
“Several reasons.”
“Tell me.” Lauren loved hearing the caress of Elliott’s voice.
Elliott knew that Lauren was enjoying their conversation as much as she was. “Well, first, I’m only as good as the woman I’m making love to, so it’s all your fault. Second, I’d rather be there with you, and third, my panties are already soaked through and it’s not even ten thirty in the morning.” Lauren was quiet for so long that Elliott wasn’t certain she was still on the line. “Lauren?”
“Yes, I’m here. I was just trying to think of something to say.”
The uncertainty in her voice caused Elliott to draw a quick breath. “What would you like to say?”
Lauren took a deep breath and took the plunge. “That I want to see you tonight.”
“I’d like that.” Actually, I want to make love to you right now. “How about if I come by your place? I should be free about eight thirty.”
Lauren tried to keep the relief out of her voice. “I’ll be waiting.”
“Okay, if I don’t hang up right now, I’m going to be worthless for the rest of the day.” As if I’m not already.
As she hung up she could hear Lauren’s laughter.
*
Elliott was a successful executive for the rest of the day but could not concentrate completely until she rang Lauren’s doorbell that evening.
Lauren was standing in the doorway in a cashmere sweater over a pair of jeans. Her hair was down and her feet were bare. God, she looks beautiful.
“Hi. Come in.” So I can take you right here on the living-room floor.
“Hi yourself.” Elli
ott stepped across the threshold and turned to face Lauren as she closed the door. What she had intended to be a simple hello kiss quickly exploded into the fire of desire as Lauren answered with several of her own.
“I think you’re overdressed,” Lauren said, tweaking the business suit that fit Elliott so well.
“Then maybe you should do something about it.”
Given free rein, Lauren slid her hands under the jacket lapels, lightly brushing Elliott’s hardening nipples as she pushed the coat off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Lauren pulled the silk blouse from the waistband of Elliott’s tailored trousers. Searching hands met skin simultaneously, and their passion exploded.
Elliott stepped away for an instant to pull the sweater over Lauren’s head so she would have unimpeded access to the breasts that had filled her mind all day. She shivered when Lauren ran her fingernails up and down her back, then quickly moved to unbuckle her belt. At the sound of her zipper being pulled down, Elliott slipped her hand under the waistband of Lauren’s pants and was met with warm wetness. She couldn’t stop herself as her fingers slid over the engorged flesh, and she felt Lauren’s legs begin to buckle.
“Oh God, Elliott, don’t stop.”
Lauren was breathless with desire, and Elliott wasn’t sure she could stop if she had to. She expertly moved her fingers, and Lauren released her grip on Elliott’s zipper to put both arms around her neck, drawing her closer. Elliott could feel Lauren’s ragged breathing in her ear as she came closer to the ultimate release. Their passion was driving Elliott to the point of climaxing herself, but she pushed thoughts of her own fulfillment out of her mind, fully committing to the pleasure of the beautiful woman she held.
Lauren would have collapsed in a heap on the floor if Elliott had not pinned her to the door. Her legs quivered and her arms felt like lead weights across Elliott’s shoulders. She wasn’t sure she could move any part of her body and wasn’t certain if she even wanted to.
Feeling the spasms subside, Elliott slowly withdrew her hand and gathered Lauren into her arms. She whispered, “I have thought of nothing but this all day.”
“What…having sex at the front door?” Lauren smiled.
Elliott touched Lauren’s check with fingers still wet with evidence of her desire. “No. You, coming in my arms.”
The look of tenderness in Elliott’s eyes made Lauren weak with desire all over again. “Come with me,” she murmured, taking Elliott’s hand.
They moved down the hall and Lauren finished what she started in the foyer, and none too soon she was pushing Elliott back onto the bed. She covered Elliott’s body with her own and let out a long sigh. “You feel so good.”
Elliott could feel the wetness from Lauren’s desire on her thigh, and her own level of arousal increased. “So do you,” she replied, lifting her leg just enough to make her point.
Lauren shifted slightly. “None of that right now, or I’ll lose my train of thought.”
“And just what are you thinking about?” Elliott knew the answer was the one her body needed.
“All the things I spent the entire day thinking about doing to you,” Lauren said between kisses on Elliott’s neck.
“Such as?” Elliott’s hands were searching and exploring the soft skin under her fingers.
Lauren’s eyes met hers, and the yearning reflected there made Elliott gush with anticipation. “Lie back and I’ll show you.”
The promise in Lauren’s voice made Elliott murmur, “God give me strength.”
God did give Elliott strength, and it was several hours before she was able to catch her breath. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”
Lauren slowly snaked her fingertips across Elliott’s chest and down her stomach before circling around her navel. “What ever do you mean?” she asked in an exaggerated Southern drawl.
Elliott laughed and reached down to stop the hand that was tormenting her once again. “You know what I mean.”
Good wasn’t a strong enough word to describe how they made love, and as if to prove it, they moved together again. Lauren was everywhere. Her hands continually explored and her mouth never stopped nibbling and sucking on the places that drove Elliott crazy with desire. The more Elliott responded, the more aroused Lauren became. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Lauren settled into the spot where Elliott needed her the most. It was not long before she knew just how desperate Elliott was for her tongue, and she held on tight while Elliott’s body soared to climax.
“I think you said it earlier, Elliott.” Lauren smiled at the thought. “I’m only as good as the woman I’m with, so it must be all your fault.” She withdrew her hand from Elliott’s and slid it into the warm, wet curls between Elliott’s legs.
Elliott jumped at the unexpected contact. “Whoa, I’ve got to rest a minute.” She eased the hand away from her sensitive clitoris. “You’re like a kid in a candy store.”
The teasing made Lauren chuckle and snuggle closer. “And I think I’ve developed a serious sweet tooth.”
Fighting the lassitude of good sex, Elliott reached down and pulled the sheet up to cover them both. “Lucky me,” was the last thing she said before she drifted off to sleep.
*
Lauren woke to chirping of the birds outside her bedroom window and the sound of a lawn mower across the street. They were lying on their sides facing each other, and she used the opportunity to study the woman who was still sleeping soundly beside her. Elliott looked at peace. The lines of stress had softened and her tousled hair made her look many years younger. You are so wonderful. What’s happening here? Her gaze moved to the hands that had given her such pleasure throughout the night, and her body began to tingle in remembrance. She reflected on the time they had spent together in the throes of passion and couldn’t have ever imagined that she could feel this much pleasure over a basic bodily function. She now knew what the phrase meant: that women make love with their brains more than their bodies. Her connection with Elliott was unmistakable, and the desire to kiss her was overwhelming.
“You’ve had enough rest,” Lauren whispered as Elliott began to respond to her kisses.
“Mmm. What time is it?”
“Time to do it again.” Lauren took a rosy nipple into her mouth.
“Oh, God,” Elliott cried out as Lauren gently bit down on the hard peak. She had woken fully aroused and she knew it would not be long before she was incapable of coherent thought. Quickly seizing the offensive, she rolled Lauren over onto her back. “Oh no, you don’t,” she said, straddling her thighs, holding Lauren’s hands over her head. “It’s my turn.”
The possessive look in Elliott’s eyes made Lauren’s mouth go dry. My God, I want you so bad. “Is it always like this?” she inquired.
“Like what?” Elliott asked, already lowering her head to kiss her.
“Not being able to get enough of each other.” Lauren tried to move her hands but Elliott held them firm.
She leaned down and whispered in Lauren’s ear, “Turn over.”
Lauren’s blood raced through her body in a nanosecond, and apprehension began to creep up her spine. “Why?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
“Then turn over. I won’t hurt you.”
With Elliott’s assistance, Lauren turned over onto her stomach. Her arousal skyrocketed as she felt Elliott’s weight settle on her. The soft curls tickled her butt and the nipples pressed against her back were rock hard. Elliott started to move slowly up and down her body, making Lauren squirm on the bed. Elliott moved her hand under Lauren and instantly found the spot she was looking for.
Lauren moaned her pleasure as Elliott began the rhythmic stroking that she needed. Her body arched with each bold stroke, and the feeling of Elliott’s fingers on her clitoris and her body pressed against her back quickly drove her to orgasm. As she descended she could feel Elliott moving against her more urgently than before. Lauren arched her back so that her butt was in direct c
ontact with Elliott’s thrusting pelvis, and after several moments, Elliott came and collapsed on her back. Listening to her ragged breathing, Lauren reveled in the knowledge that she could give Elliott equal pleasure.
Through gasps of air Elliott answered Lauren’s original question. “With the right person, yes. It’s always like this.”
And am I the right person for you, Elliott?
Chapter Sixteen
Lauren was reaching for the phone, planning to call Elliott, when it rang. “Lauren Collier,” she answered briskly, planning to end the call as soon as she could.
“Is this the Lauren Collier?” The voice was soft and sexy, and her pulse began to race.
“Which Lauren Collier are you referring to?”
The voice became huskier as it continued, “The one who takes my breath away with just one look at her. The one who causes my heart to pound in my chest with just one look. The one whose fingers are like fire when they touch my skin and whose skin is as soft as a rose petal. The one who drives me crazy with desire, and the one who drives me even crazier with her desire.” The voice was almost panting into the phone.
“I’m sorry,” Lauren replied coolly. “You must have the wrong Lauren Collier. This one is just a plain old corporate attorney with a very reserved style.”
“That may be the daytime Lauren Collier. I’m describing the nighttime one.”
“Why didn’t you say so in the first place!” Lauren couldn’t hold on to the charade any longer. “Elliott, what are you doing?”
“I’m calling you.”
“I know that.”
“Actually, I wanted you to know that I’ve been thinking about you. I missed you.”
Lauren laughed softly. “We talked every day.” She’d been out of town, dealing with the SEC, and Elliott had called her each evening.