No Boundaries

by Donna K. Ford

  “I’d like that.”

  “Great. How about five thirty? I already have everything planned out. You don’t even need to bring anything.”

  A thrill ran through Andi at the thought that she would be seeing Gwen again later. “That’ll be great.”

  “You know, you really should give me your phone number so I can just call you. If I keep showing up here, your neighbors are going to talk.” Gwen smiled her heart-stopping smile. “I’m sorry I just showed up out of the blue like this. Am I keeping you from anything?”

  Andi couldn’t think. Had she been planning to do something? All she could think of now was Gwen’s warm mouth on hers. “Umm, no. Nothing really.” She looked out the window and saw the crystal blue water glistening in the sun and suddenly she remembered. “I was just going to go for a swim to cool off. Do you want to join me?”

  Gwen seemed to consider it for a moment before answering. “Well, it does sound pretty inviting, but I don’t have a bathing suit. I’d have to go home and change.”

  “You could just swim in your shorts and sports bra, or I could lend you a pair of board shorts. They may be a little snug on you, but they should be good enough.”

  “Okay.”

  “I’ll be right back.” Andi went into the bedroom to change and came back with a pair of red board shorts with a blue-and-white stripe at each side.

  “These might work,” she said handing the shorts to Gwen. “You can change in the bathroom. I’ll be outside, come on out when you’re ready.”

  Gwen smiled and took the shorts. She hadn’t anticipated getting to spend time with Andi, but she was very happy she had stopped by. The idea of seeing Andi in her bathing suit again made her heart race.

  “I’ll just be a minute.”

  “Take your time.”

  Gwen stepped out onto the back porch a few minutes later to see Andi gliding beneath the crystal blue water. The muscles in her back rippled as she propelled herself through the water with her strong, lean arms. Her body was beautifully toned and held a tantalizing femininity that made Gwen go weak in the knees.

  Gwen stepped to the edge of the pool just as Andi surfaced and threw her head back to push the wet hair and water away from her face.

  “Hey, they fit,” she said, peering up at Gwen.

  Gwen smiled. “Yeah, as long as I don’t do any serious squats. They’re a little snug in the butt.”

  She turned to model the shorts and pointed out the slight tension in the fabric. She was pleased to see Andi’s eyes roam the length of her body.

  “Looks good to me. Come on in, the water is fantastic.” Andi pushed off from the side of the pool and did a backstroke away from Gwen, never taking her eyes off her.

  Gwen dipped a toe into the water before she stretched her long arms over her head and dove in, immediately curving her back so the momentum pushed her toward the surface. The water was perfect, the coolness just enough to be refreshing without the shock of cold.

  “Wow. This is great,” she said as she turned to find Andi.

  They swam and talked until the grumbling sounds of Andi’s stomach warned that it was long past time to eat.

  “I’m going to grab a snack,” Andi said. “Would you like something?”

  “No. I can wait until dinner. I had a light lunch before heading over here.”

  “Suit yourself. I’ll be right back.”

  Gwen watched Andi walk out of the pool, the water streaming off her body. The sun glistened off her golden tan, and Gwen felt the urge to suck the water from her skin and brush her fingers along the delicate curves. She was still lost in her fantasy when Andi returned, holding two more glasses of tea and a tray of cheese and crackers.

  Gwen climbed out of the pool and accepted the towel Andi offered her. Although cool from the water, her body flushed with heat when her hand brushed Andi’s fingers. Andi had quickly pulled away and was busying herself with the cheese and crackers.

  Taking a chair across from Andi, Gwen watched her with growing hunger. The small movements of her hands, the way the corners of her mouth curved into a faint smile as she savored the tasty morsel of cheese. Gwen tried to keep her expression neutral as she imagined her tongue skirting the edges of Andi’s lips.

  The sound of Andi’s voice drew her eyes upward where she felt she would drown in the soft eyes that studied her.

  Andi held out a small yellow piece of paper. “Here’s my number—it’ll save you the trouble of having to track me down the next time, although I like how this has turned out.”

  Gwen felt the tension in her middle grow, coiling into a tight fist of desire. She was incredibly attracted to Andi and she was pleased to find how easy it was to be with her. Andi was one of those rare people who instantly made Gwen feel at home, and she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the way she felt when she kissed Andi. She knew she was dangerously close to giving in to her impulses and was afraid if she pushed too hard, Andi would pull away again. Although things were progressing between them, Gwen wanted to guard herself. She didn’t want to be hurt again. She hoped Andi would give her a chance.

  “Me too.” Gwen smiled. “But I guess I better get going. I have a few things to take care of before dinner. Thanks for the swim.”

  “Anytime. Are you sure there isn’t anything I can bring for dinner tonight?”

  “No. I want this to be my treat. You’ve been doing so many wonderful things for me, the least I can do is dinner. I’ll see you in a few hours.”

  Andi agreed with a warm smile that made Gwen twitch with the urge to taste her. She swallowed and turned to go. She imagined she could feel Andi watching her as the left. It had turned out to be a day full of surprises and the hope for more. Only a few short hours separated her from seeing Andi again. She could hardly wait. Andi had really warmed up to her over the past few days, but she could tell Andi was holding back. She had to get this right. If there was even the slightest chance that Andi would let her in, she was going to take it.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Andi knocked on the door at precisely five thirty. She waited for Zeek to sound the alarm but was surprised when Gwen appeared at the door alone.

  “Hey there.”

  “Hi.” Andi’s heart stuttered at the sight of Gwen. Even though it had only been mere hours since she had seen her, each one was an eternity. She smiled to hide her nervousness. “Where’s Zeek?” Andi asked as she stepped inside the door.

  “She’s outside. I needed her to stay busy while I was cooking.” Gwen opened the door wide and motioned for Andi to come inside. Gwen closed the door and stepped in front of Andi, blocking the way to the kitchen.

  “What?” Andi asked feeling self-conscious.

  “Nothing. I just wanted to look at you. You’re beautiful.”

  Andi shifted uncomfortably back on her heels and looked away. She was pleased by Gwen’s attention but wasn’t sure what to say.

  “I’m glad you’re here.”

  “Thank you,” Andi said as Gwen stepped closer and placed her right hand on Andi’s cheek.

  Gwen leaned in and kissed Andi lightly on the lips, a tender kiss that said I missed you.

  Andi felt her head spin and her knees go weak. She brushed her fingers along Gwen’s arm, not wanting the slight contact to end.

  When Gwen pulled away, her eyes were closed as if savoring the taste of something exquisite. A moment later her eyes opened and she smiled warmly at Andi. “I promised you dinner,” she said as she took Andi’s hand and led her to the kitchen.

  Gwen served clams in a lemon caper sauce with fresh baked bread and mushrooms stuffed with crab and spinach. They drank a very nice white wine that brought out the flavor of the clams.

  Andi was very impressed. Taking her last bite, she wiped her mouth and sat back in her chair. “That was amazing.”

  “Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.”

  “Where did you learn to cook like that?”

  Gwen smiled. “I’ve made it a hobby over the
years. At first I was too poor to eat out, and then I was too busy. Then I met a French woman a few years ago who introduced me to real cuisine and the art of cooking.”

  Andi raised an eyebrow. “French, huh?”

  Gwen grinned sheepishly. “Yes.”

  “I’m afraid to ask what else she taught you.”

  Blushing profusely, Gwen took a sip of her wine. “A girl doesn’t kiss and tell.”

  Andi didn’t know what made her do it, but all her doubts and inhibitions had abandoned her. She placed her napkin on the table and slowly pushed back her chair. She stood and strode purposefully around the table, closing the distance between them in two determined strides. She stepped into Gwen so she was straddling Gwen’s legs and sat in Gwen’s lap, facing her. She could feel the heat surge from Gwen’s body as Gwen’s hands came up to grasp her waist, and she leaned in and claimed Gwen’s mouth with her own.

  Andi’s body tingled as every inch of her skin came alive with energy as Gwen’s lips pressed hungrily into hers. She savored the warmth of the tender flesh against her mouth, the acidic taste of lemon and wine, and the subtle taste that was uniquely Gwen. There was no hesitation in the kiss. Andi was tired of holding back, tired of being alone, and Gwen was everything she wanted.

  Andi deepened the kiss, brushing her tongue into Gwen’s mouth. Gwen moaned and Andi felt the vibrations resonate throughout her body, reverberating in her clitoris, making her ache with want. She was completely consumed by her need for Gwen. She sought connection with Gwen along every inch of her skin. She wanted her so much, she wondered if it was possible to die from too much pleasure. As she absorbed the tenderness of Gwen’s flesh she felt another barrier crumble. Her need for Gwen was greater than her fear, and it filled her with determination. She was done hiding. In that moment all that mattered was Gwen. “Gwen.” Andi broke the kiss with a gasp. Her pulse resonated throughout her body. No thoughts managed to find their way through her consciousness. All her attention was focused on the feel of her body, the feel of Gwen’s body, and her desire for more.

  The moment she broke away, Gwen’s mouth found her neck and expertly played her tongue along the tender spaces around her ear and along her throat.

  “God, I’ve wanted to do this forever.”

  “Mmm.” Andi’s head dipped and she let her lips find Gwen again as she pressed her center into Gwen’s pelvis. Her hands had moved to Gwen’s chest and she cupped her breasts, her thumbs rubbing the pebbled nipples.

  Gwen moaned. “Oh yeah, that feels good.”

  Gwen’s hand slid beneath Andi’s shirt and brushed her bare back, sparking tiny trails of electricity across Andi’s skin, igniting a desire that tore through her like lightning on a summer night. She had never wanted anything more in her life, had never in her wildest imaginings experienced anything so exquisite. Gwen’s touch was heaven and Andi never wanted this feeling to end.

  Andi drew back and peered into Gwen’s eyes, seeing the raw tenuous need as the blue of Gwen’s eyes darkened and a low growl rumbled in her throat. Andi was lost in the feel of Gwen’s touch. She reached places Andi believed were closed forever. Places she had been afraid to accept were still a part of her. Gwen was bending her need into glorious pleasure, and God, it felt good.

  Nimble fingers found their way to the buttons of Andi’s shirt, and she could feel the fabric being slowly removed from her shoulders. She moved her hands away from Gwen’s breasts long enough to allow the offensive barrier to be stripped from her arms and tossed carelessly to the floor.

  “Is this okay?” Gwen asked as she traced tender circles against Andi’s back and across her shoulders.

  “Yes,” Andi whispered breathlessly.

  Andi sat back against Gwen’s legs and quickly tugged Gwen’s T-shirt over her head. She gazed down at the perfect bare chest. Small round breasts, soft and supple, were a perfect contrast against her otherwise lean, muscular body. The dark, perfect nipples hardened under Andi’s gaze, making her ache to taste them.

  A faint growl escaped her throat as she played her fingers across one of the hard nubs and flicked her tongue teasingly across Gwen’s lips.

  “You’re perfect.”

  “More,” Gwen gasped and pressed her fingers into Andi’s hips. Andi’s body pulsed, and the ache of desire throbbed within her as she felt herself grow hard. It had been too long since she had allowed anyone to touch her, and her body was screaming for release. A strong hand ran along Andi’s side to the waistband of her shorts and pulled the button open with a tug. She heard the zipper slide open. Andi hesitated only briefly, but before she could register the thought, Gwen’s hand was cupping her, moving against her with the most delicate touches. Andi moaned and rocked against Gwen. Nothing else mattered now. She needed Gwen’s touch. She needed to feel her, taste her, and lose herself in the joy of her touch.

  Gwen arched her back and groaned in pleasure as Andi’s lips closed around her breast. She brushed her hand lightly along the thin layer of lace that separated her from Andi’s delicate folds. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Andi felt so wonderful she couldn’t think. For a moment she wondered if she should slow things down. She wanted her first time with Andi to be special. She wanted to be special to Andi.

  Andi pushed her weight into Gwen’s hand and Gwen felt the wetness seep through the thin layer. She couldn’t think anymore. The needs of her body overrode the warnings of her heart. She wanted to feel Andi. She wanted everything Andi would trust to give. Gwen pulled her hand away from Andi’s sex, leaned forward, and slid Andi off her lap as she stood, and then pulled Andi into her arms.

  “Oh, Gwen, please.”

  Gwen took both Andi’s hands and placed them on her breasts, squeezing Andi’s fingers into her flesh. When she felt Andi’s finger and thumb close around her nipple, she moaned in pleasure as she looked down and met Andi’s gaze. She could see the desire in Andi’s eyes like liquid fire, and it made her clitoris jerk with a jolt of anticipation.

  Gwen took Andi’s hand and led her down the hallway to the bedroom. She kept her fingers laced firmly around Andi’s, not wanting a moment of separation from her touch. As they reached the bed, Gwen reclaimed Andi’s mouth with her own as her hands glided over her soft, smooth skin. With a snap of her fingers she released Andi’s bra and slid the straps off her shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor. She cupped one breast in her hand as she gently explored Andi’s mouth with her tongue. She felt Andi tremble in her arms.

  Gwen brushed her lips against Andi’s ear, caressing the tender lobe between her teeth with a gentle tug. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” she whispered hoarsely.

  Andi shuddered. “Mmm. I know if you don’t touch me soon, something in me is going to break.”

  Andi’s fingers slid through Gwen’s hair, pulling her against her, the kiss deepening into a ravenous frenzy of need. Gwen gasped breathlessly as Andi pulled her mouth from her only to lean down and take her breast into her mouth. The feel of Andi’s wet, hot mouth on her made her legs go weak, and she clung to Andi as she moved her hips against her, seeking more contact.

  Gently pulling away, Gwen slid her hands down Andi’s chest, stroked her abdomen, and hooked her fingers in the waistband of Andi’s shorts. She kneeled in front of Andi as she tugged the shorts over Andi’s hips to the floor and pressed a kiss to Andi’s stomach. She felt the muscles ripple beneath her touch as Andi’s hands pulled at her hair and drew her face up. Gwen stood and kissed Andi before she stepped back and removed her own shorts and underwear in one stroke. She led Andi onto the bed and looked down at her near-naked body lying stretched out before her. She felt her heart would burst at the sight of such beauty. She ran her fingers along the band of lace that hugged Andi’s waist and gently began to slide it over her hips until Andi was fully revealed to her.

  “You are so incredibly beautiful,” she whispered as she gazed reverently at the woman before her. “I want to look at you, touch you, know you everywhere.”
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  “I want to feel you,” Andi whispered in return.

  Gwen lowered herself, sliding her thigh between Andi’s legs, allowing their hips to join. When their breasts touched, Gwen was overwhelmed with the pleasure of the supple softness against her own. Andi’s leg slid around her and pulled her closer.

  In moments they were a tangle of arms and legs as their bodies became one.

  Gwen was lost in the glorious pleasure of Andi’s mouth on her body as Andi kissed and tasted every inch of her. Gwen relished the way Andi’s body quivered against her. She was mesmerized by the feel of Andi, by the way she moved, by the subtle sounds of pleasure emanating from her as she devoured her. Gwen moaned when Andi’s tongue stroked across her breast and slipped farther down her body. She ached to feel Andi’s mouth on her. Her pleasure was building and surged through her like the tide, gently pushing and pulling against her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Gwen slipped her hand between Andi’s legs and slid her fingers through the folds of her flesh, seeking the special place that would bring her to ecstasy. Andi answered by sliding her own hand between Gwen’s legs, gently stroking her.

  “Oh God, Andi, you feel so wonderful.”

  Gwen rocked against Andi’s hand and she gasped as Andi entered her. Gwen was totally lost now. Gwen slid deeper into Andi until she felt the world melt away and all that mattered was the feel of her fingers swathed in Andi’s succulent velvet flesh.

  “I never thought I could feel this. I feel you in places inside me I had lost. Oh, Gwen,” Andi whispered as she shifted her hips, allowing Gwen’s fingers to slide deeper into her.

  Gwen felt Andi shudder as she filled her. Pleasure surged through her with each stroke as she felt Andi close around her fingers. She heard the vulnerability in Andi’s voice and was swept away by the tenderness in her touch. Gwen felt so alive, so connected and she didn’t want the sensation to end. Andi began to tremble, and Gwen marveled at the delicate muscles tightening around her fingers.