The Light of Day
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“Hey, no fair.” Emma pouted tapping her finger against Grace’s bottom lip.
“You’ll get your chance,” Grace teased and slid her fingers beneath Emma’s panties gliding her fingers over Emma’s wet and swollen sex. “I love how wet you are.”
“Grace.” Emma arched her back, pleading as Grace circled the base of her clitoris. Her hips rocked and bucked as Grace slid over, around and dipped inside driving Emma closer to the edge. Over and over she drove her right up to the peak then slowed down when she saw Emma about to come.
“Oh my God. Please, Grace. I feel like I’m going to explode.” Emma’s fingers clenched Grace’s forearm.
Grace leaned over and kissed Emma, moving her fingers in long, slow, teasing strokes. “Soon.” Grace forgot to breathe listening only to Emma’s soft whimpers and pleas as her hips thrust harder and faster.
“Please, I want to feel you inside me, now.”
“Like this?” Grace cupped her fingers hesitating with her fingertips just inside until Emma met her gaze. Pupils dilated, her mouth open and her chest flushed, she was a study of desire. Grace slipped inside guiding the rhythm of Emma’s hips.
“Oh I don’t think I’m going to last.” Emma wrapped her legs around Grace’s back tilting her hips so she could take Grace deeper. Her body throbbed with arousal and Emma cried out as the first waves of her orgasm crashed through her.
“I love you,” Grace said over and over as she held Emma in her arms.
EMMA AWOKE SOME time later with her head resting on Grace’s shoulder. It was still dark and light from the lamp cast dancing shadows on the wall. The walls of the apartment creaked as the storm raged outside. She lay for a few minutes listening to the sounds around her, snuggled closer and listened to Grace’s heartbeat. Her hand lay over Grace’s hip and she smiled when Grace shifted closer in her sleep.
Emma kissed the corner of Grace’s mouth, teasing her lips with her tongue.
“Hey, sleepy head,” Emma teased.
“Sorry. Didn’t mean to doze off.”
“I think we both needed a nap.” Emma leaned over and kissed the side of Grace’s breast, sucking softly until she found her nipple and pulled the nub into her mouth.
Grace shifted her hips and sighed while Emma swirled her tongue around her nipple. “That feels good.”
Emma rose up and straddled Grace’s hips watching as her eyes fluttered open. She caressed Grace’s stomach sliding lower until her hands massaged the tops of her thighs. Her thumbs worked closer to her center until she parted her lips. Grace lifted her head off the pillow and moaned. “Was this you plan? To wear me out then ambush me?”
“I believe you were the one that wore me out before. I’m just returning the favor.” Emma lowered her face and blew softly against Grace’s clitoris. A smile crossed her lips as Grace’s hips lifted, beckoning her.
At the first gentle stroke of her tongue Grace’s body tightened, she arched her back and cried out. “Emma...”
“Not yet.” Emma rubbed her face against the softness of Grace’s inner thigh while her fingertips trailed close to her center.
“Please,” Grace begged lifting her hips to ease the impossible ache inside.
Emma brushed a kiss over Grace’s clitoris.
“Oh.” Grace’s body trembled. “I’m coming.”
“Hold onto it.” Emma waited a beat, stroking Grace’s thighs as the tremors passed. She leaned down and kissed her again.
Grace clutched at her shoulder and bit her lower lip. “I can’t.”
“A little longer then.” Emma held her thighs firmly and licked Grace again.
“Oh God,” Grace cried out her hips trembling. “Please, Emma.”
Emma relented and pressed her mouth around Grace’s clitoris. She sucked gently and Grace tried to twist away.
“Easy, I’ve got you.” Emma held her thighs still, pressed her lips to Grace’s hard length and drew her in slowly.
“Yes, yes,” Grace cried out and thrashed on the bed.
Emma held on as Grace cried out with mindless pleasure. She rolled and bucked, desperate for more, crying for release. Emma wanted to drive Grace higher but hands reached down and clutched her shoulders.
“Lay on top of me.”
“I’m here.” Emma did and Grace wrapped her arms around her with her leg resting against her center.
“Oh that’s good.”
Emma kissed Grace, rocking her hips against her. Grace skimmed her fingertips up Emma’s sides to her breasts. Emma moaned and together they found a rhythm thrusting harder and faster. Emma couldn’t get enough of her mouth, her throat and her breasts.
Grace rolled with Emma, digging her nails into her back, nipping with her teeth.
Emma shuddered her own orgasm, following swiftly after Grace’s. She could hear a slight buzzing in her head and she felt like she was floating, buoyed by Grace’s body. She could feel her soft curves contrasting with the lean tightness of her muscles. Their bodies were damp with sweat.
“I don’t think I can move,” Emma said after a moment.
“Yes you can.” Grace rolled her onto her side and curled up against Emma. “That was amazing.”
“I love the way you make me feel.”
Grace nuzzled Emma’s neck. “I’m glad you came back.”
Emma heard the wistfulness in Grace’s voice. She looked at Grace in the flickering light. “I am too. What’s on your mind?”
“Nothing.”
“Bull. I can hear your wheels turning.”
“I’m just wondering about you and the farm. If you’ll like it here.”
“Here?” The word rolled off Emma’s tongue as she considered what Grace meant. “You mean me living here on the farm with you?”
“What did you think I meant?”
“Nothing else. I just hadn’t considered it at all before.” Emma said.
Grace was quiet, waiting for Emma’s answer.
“You’d have to teach me how to do things around here. I’m not just going to be some farm wife that waits for you to come home at the end of the day.”
Grace burst out laughing. “Whoa. Don’t let my mother hear you say that. She’ll tan your hide.”
“I...oh...I didn’t mean...that just came out awful. I want to be useful if I’m going to be here.”
“Of course.”
“I want you to teach me how to do everything that you do.”
A lazy smile broke over Grace’s lips. “I can do that, but first this storm isn’t going anywhere for awhile yet. Come back down here with me.”
THE STORM BLEW itself out in the early morning hours, leaving the farm without electricity and heat. Emma awoke to the high-pitched whine of chainsaws biting through wood. It took most of the morning for Michael and Grace to cut away the limbs that had crashed down onto her car. The limbs lay in several foot long lengths in a neat pile next to her Mercedes. The roof was dented and the front windshield was broken. Miraculously, there wasn’t more damage.
The day was clear and bright with a stiff wind blowing from the northwest. Emma walked across the yard, dressed in jeans a sweatshirt and a down vest, carrying an armful of split firewood. She was well on her way to filling the wood rack on the corner of the porch. The fireplace was the only source of heat in the house and until the electricity came back on they would be using wood to heat the downstairs for the foreseeable future.
Emma finished stacking the wood on the rack and turned around to gather more. “Oh!” she raised her hands, startled to find Grace standing a couple of feet away. “I didn’t even hear you coming.”
“You hauled a lot of wood up to the house.”
“It felt good to be out here doing something physical.” Emma sized up the pile of wood by her car and said, “I want you to teach me how to use the chainsaw and drive the cat.”
“You have a list going already.” Grace smiled and Emma clasped her outstretched hand.
“Yes and it’s a long one.” She followed Grace do
wn off the porch watching as two of the barn cats strode out into the sunlight. One was an orange tabby and the other was a calico. Both of them leapt up onto a hay bale and proceeded to bathe each other. Birds sang and the sound of the cows mooing out in the fields filled the air.
“Is it now?” Grace turned and pulled Emma against her. “What else is on this list of yours?”
“I want to drive the tractor and bail hay.”
“You might be sorry about that one.”
“Why?” Emma pouted.
“You’ll be picking hay off your clothes for days. I have a list going, too, you know,” Grace said.
“Oh, I bet you do.” Emma kissed Grace’s mouth smiling when Grace tried to capture her lower lip as she pulled away. “And what might your list include?”
A smile tugged at the corner of Grace’s mouth as she wrapped her arms around Emma and lifted her off her feet. “Never letting you go for one.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“Promise?”
Emma pressed her lips to Grace mouth. “I promise.”
“They’ll be lots of work to do.” Grace lowered Emma back to her feet.
“Teach me and we’ll do it together.”
“I will.” Grace wrapped her arms around Emma and drew her close.
Emma rested her head on Grace’s shoulder. The dogs galloped up to them and Grace paused to give them each a pat on the head. “Would you like to take a walk with me?”
“I would,” Emma said.
“Are you scared?”
“No. Not when I stand here and know that we have each other.”
Grace kissed Emma’s head and they walked up the tractor trail. “I love you.” The dogs frolicked running to and fro. The sun broke out from behind the last few clouds lingering from the storm.
“I love you, too.”
Emma thought back to her life in the city where everything was driven by a frenzied momentum of chasing success. So much of her prior life was dictated by patterns and trends she couldn’t predict.
Here on the farm she learned a different rhythm one that formed the melodies of their lives—new life, joy, grief and pain. She learned during the past year that each had its place and that everything passed in its due time.
She understood, as fledgling as that understanding was, that there were truths and certainties that have existed for centuries. Truths that made farmers like Grace sow the fields, raise the animals and harvest what was supplied by nature to survive the lean times because they were as expected as the bountiful ones. Everything had its moment. And here, Emma knew, her moment was now.
About the Author
Lynne Norris is the author of Second Chances, Sanctuary and One Promise. She has worked in health care for over twenty-five years. Lynne lives in New Jersey with her partner of twenty-four years, Catherine, and their son. They share their home with a spirited Golden Retriever, an attitudinal cat, a frog and six chickens.
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Table of Contents
The Light of Day
Copyright © 2017 by Lynne Norris
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
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