by Parker, Syd
Sarah shook her head. “No, I’m kind of tired.” She needed to get some space between them. She couldn’t stop looking at Remy’s lips and thinking about kissing her. The kiss the other night had opened up a floodgate of emotions. She felt them tingle and knew she had to get away fast, or she was going to do something stupid. “Just back to the hotel.”
Remy merely nodded. Her heart jumped. Nothing had happened, but she felt different. Felt the air between them sizzle with unspoken heat. She knew Sarah’s heart had made its choice. Now, she had to be patient and wait while her head caught up.
Chapter 19
Remy handed Sarah her keys and waited for her to open the door to her hotel room. “Thanks for dinner.”
“You’re welcome.” Unconsciously, Sarah moved closer to Remy, feeling the heat emanating from her body. “I’m sorry you have to waste your time on me.”
Remy shook her head from side—to—side. “If all I had was time, I’d waste it on you.”
Sarah’s heart thudded in her chest. Without trying, Remy was pulling her in, making her feel things she had promised herself she wouldn’t feel. “Remy, please forget about me. Forget about us.”
“I can’t. I’ve tried for the last eight years to get you out of my head. Can’t do it.”
Sarah rubbed her palm on Remy’s cheek. “I haven’t forgotten you either, but I can’t let you in. So, please, forget about us.”
Remy leaned into Sarah’s palm. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“This.” Remy turned her head sideways and kissed Sarah’s palm. She put her hand over Sarah’s and held her there against her lips. She kissed her wrist and felt Sarah shudder against her.
Remy’s lips were soft and warm and Sarah’s skin tingled at the contact. “Remy, what are you doing?” Sarah’s strangled voice was low and raspy.
“I’m forgetting.” Remy squeezed Sarah’s hand and pulled Sarah’s body flush against hers. She cupped Sarah’s face in her palms and pressed her lips against Sarah’s softly. She heard a moan and her mind couldn’t tell if it was her or Sarah. She teased Sarah’s lips with her tongue, seeking entry. When her lips finally parted, Remy slid her tongue over her bottom lip seductively. Her lips were soft and inviting. She knew she could get lost kissing Sarah.
Sarah felt the world swirling around her, her knees unsteady. She put her arms around Remy and held her tightly. Remy’s lips pressed against hers. Their tongues tangling together was making the blood pound in her ears. Her stomach fluttered pleasantly and she shivered, remembering their first time together. She returned Remy’s kiss with abandon, not sure she could resist even if she tried. When her senses finally came back to her, she put her hands on Remy’s shoulders and pushed her away, but didn’t break their embrace.
Remy searched her face, looking for regret but found none. “I’m sorry, Sarah. I can’t just walk away. Something keeps bringing us back together, and I don’t want to fight it anymore.”
“I’m scared.” Sarah’s eyes welled up. She wiped away a tear before it had a chance to escape.
“Don’t be.” Remy wrapped her arms around Sarah. “I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Sarah shook her head from side—to—side. “No one can make that promise.”
“I can.” Remy swallowed. “At least, I can promise not to hurt you intentionally.”
Emotions swirled around in Sarah’s head, her heart in a vise grip. “Why couldn’t you just make this easier on us and run the other way?”
“Because, I love you.”
Remy felt a huge wave of relief sweep over her. The truth was out. She had felt the feeling for a long time now, she just hadn’t known what name to give it and now she did. She loved Sarah, loved her with her whole being. Her heart was in Sarah’s hands now and she prayed that it wouldn’t be returned a broken, shattered mess.
Remy’s naked admission was more than Sarah could bear. She pressed her body to Remy’s, her arms holding her tight. Her blood was churning in her veins and she held her breath, willing her heart to slow down. It didn’t matter though, she couldn’t stop the influx of desire that made her body vibrate. She could pretend, keep denying the feelings, but she could no longer keep her body in check. She wanted Remy with everything she had, and tonight, she would give herself physically, even if she couldn’t let her heart go. “You know, I can’t love you. At least, not yet.”
“Yes.” Remy whispered against her ear softly. “But, I can wait. I’ve waited eight years, what’s a couple more?” She kissed her temple and caressed it with her cheek. “Please say you won’t make me wait that long to touch you again.”
Sarah tried to quell the butterflies in her stomach. Desire shot through her veins and her clit tingled. She couldn’t remember the last time that someone had made her body react so quickly. It was never like that with anyone…except Remy. All these years between them, and while her mind hadn’t remembered every touch, her body had. As much as she wasn’t ready to admit it, her heart hadn’t forgotten either.
Sarah glanced at Remy and the look of raw desire pierced her to the core. No, tonight she would no longer deny what had been building between them for years. She didn’t say a word. There were none that could capture what she felt right now. She took Remy’s hand and put it on her breast.
The fullness of Sarah’s breast in her hand made her body quiver uncontrollably. She remembered Sarah’s taste and her mouth watered. She swallowed and let out a breath. Eight years of waiting had brought them to this magical place, and suddenly, Remy was afraid too. What if she gave her heart and Sarah didn’t love her back? She felt Sarah move against her and suddenly it didn’t matter. All that mattered was the woman in her arms and making her happy.
She caressed Sarah’s breast and felt her nipple harden against her palm. She watched in awe as Sarah’s brown eyes darkened to black pools of desire. Remy felt a need so primal surge through her body, and she sought Sarah’s mouth with hers. She plunged her tongue into Sarah’s mouth, and their tongues danced together hungrily. She felt shocks of pleasure shoot to her extremities.
Remy pulled Sarah’s shirt from her jeans and caressed her skin lightly. “You’re just as soft as I remember you.”
Sarah moaned loudly when Remy undid her bra and cupped her breasts. She felt Remy’s thumbs rub circles around her nipples, and they were immediately hard. It was like this with her the first time too. One touch and Remy could bring her to her knees. “God, you were the only one that could make me almost come just from a touch.”
Remy chuckled. “I’ve never wanted to give a woman pleasure like I do you. Your breasts are perfect. So full, so soft.” She pulled Sarah’s shirt over her head and tossed it on the chair. Her bra was discarded just as quickly. “Mmmm, so perfect.” She pulled Sarah’s nipple into her mouth and flicked her tongue across it. She was rewarded with a deep growl from Sarah.
Sarah pulled away and tugged at Remy’s shirt. “Take this off. I want to feel your body against mine.”
Remy pulled her sweatshirt off and Sarah’s breath caught in her throat. Remy was not wearing a bra and her small breasts begged to be touched. Sarah caught Remy’s breast in her hand and teased her nipple until it was taut against her palm. “Looks like you haven’t forgotten.”
“I told you, I could never forget you…no matter how hard I tried.” She pulled Sarah’s hand against her heart and held it there. “Let’s just say a long time ago you got in here, and I haven’t been able to shake you.”
Sarah smiled sweetly. “I didn’t mean too.”
“It’s okay. You did it without even trying.”
Sarah’s breath caught again. Remy continued to amaze her. She could melt her heart with just a word. She knew she didn’t stand a chance of not falling in love with her. She pulled Remy into her arms, and when their breasts brushed together, she felt her clit tighten again. She was aching for Remy’s touch.
Remy read the emotion on Sarah’s face, and she pulled her towards the bed. Her e
yes were dark pools of desire, but there was something more hidden behind her need. Remy wouldn’t give a name to it, but she felt some of her fears fading away. Sarah may not realize it yet, but she was falling for her, and Remy was content to wait.
“Can I?” Sarah nodded and Remy undid the button on Sarah’s jeans and eased them over her hips. She saw a wet spot on her panties, and her knees almost buckled. She wrapped her arms around Sarah’s waist and steadied herself. She could feel strength coming from Sarah’s body. She kissed her stomach softly and chuckled when Sarah tried to pull away. “Still ticklish, I see?”
Sarah shot her a look. “Still trying to torture me, I see?”
“Maybe.” Remy smirked. “But, I seem to remember foreplay was quite fun with you.”
“If by foreplay, you mean hours of making love to me with your eyes, then yes, foreplay was quite fun.” She shoved Remy’s hand into her panties. “Eight years of foreplay is enough for tonight. I want you inside me.”
Remy’s fingers found her center and stroked her wetness. She sucked in a breath. Sarah’s body welcomed her, and she felt reason taking second place to her primal needs. “Fuck, Sarah. You’re so wet. So wet for me.”
“Mmmm.” Sarah moaned softly. “It seems I’ve been that way for some time now. Damn you for being so incredibly sexy.” She ran her hands through Remy’s hair and pulled her mouth down on hers. The time for going slow was gone now. Her body was no longer her own, and Remy’s hands on her and inside her sent sparks shooting through her veins. “I need you to make me come.”
Remy merely nodded. She pulled the covers back and laid Sarah down on the mattress. Her eyes roamed over Sarah’s body hungrily. She was soft in all the right places, her body so gently curved it made Remy ache to touch her. She didn’t realize she’d licked her lips until Sarah nudged her with her knee and smiled. “I taste much better than I look.”
Remy gulped and smiled ruefully. “Sorry, I’m etching this moment into my memory.”
“Baby, if you hurry up and get in this bed, I’ll give you something way better to remember.”
Remy didn’t remember Sarah being so vocal, but they had both grown up and had other lovers. She didn’t imagine that Sarah hadn’t picked up a few things along the way. She pulled her panties over her hips, inhaling her scent. Remy growled under her breath. She wanted to taste her now, but she pulled back, willing herself to be patient.
Sarah watched Remy undress, unable to breath. The long muscles in her body rippled beneath her skin. Her body still looked like a swimmer. Long and lean and dangerously sexy. Remy knelt over her, and Sarah pushed at her chest, stopping her. She eyed her black briefs and shook her head. “Uh—uh, I want those off too. I want to feel how wet I make you.”
Remy’s arms shook violently. She was dripping wet already and she had only touched Sarah. If wet was what Sarah wanted then wet she would get. Finally naked, she knelt on the bed. She was poised over Sarah’s glistening center, and once again, she forced herself not to take her in her mouth. She eased her body over Sarah’s, and she let out a low moan.
“Mmm, you feel so good against me.” Sarah cupped Remy’s bottom and pulled her closer, feeling wetness against her body. She stuck her hand between their bodies and slid her fingers along Remy’s slick folds. She could feel Remy’s clit hard against her fingers, and the corners of her mouth turned up. “God, you’re wet.” She swirled her fingers around Remy’s clit once more then pulled her fingers out and rubbed them over Remy’s lips. She kissed Remy and nipped her bottom lip. She smiled lasciviously. “And, you taste so good.”
Remy shuddered again, the length of her body covering Sarah’s. She started to move against her, feeling their moist centers brushing together. She covered Sarah’s mouth with hers, her lips still moist from her own juices. She tasted sweet and salty, and the thought of tasting herself made her stomach jump wildly. She ran her tongue over Sarah’s jawline and swirled it around her ear. When she spoke, her voice was husky. “Now, it’s my turn, darlin’.”
Sarah turned her head and felt Remy drop kisses down her neck and across her chest. She caught her nipple between her teeth and nipped it gently. Sarah nearly came off the bed.
“Too much?” Remy asked softly.
“No.” Sarah arched towards her. “But, if you keep that up, I won’t be able to last much longer.”
Remy planted a kiss on her other breast. “Then I guess I should stop. I want you to come in my mouth.” She slid down Sarah’s body, her hands teasing her breasts as her lips trailed kisses over her stomach and hips. She felt Sarah’s legs widen, and she settled between them, her mouth immediately watering at the scent of Sarah’s arousal. She could see how wet Sarah was, and it made her own clit harden to an achingly hard knob.
Sarah arched her hips towards Remy. “Please, I need you inside me now.”
Remy licked the vee between her legs and blew on her clit, watching it pulse wildly. She ran her tongue along the wet folds, tasting Sarah’s sweet nectar. Too long, she had been denied this feast, and now, she would take her fill. She plunged her tongue into Sarah’s warm center and felt Sarah’s body contract around her. She plunged her tongue as deep as she could, taking as much of Sarah’s sweet juices as she could.
Sarah’s breath was ragged. Remy’s tongue inside her was making her blood pound. She could feel it pulsating in her clit, her orgasm building deep within. It had been exactly eight years since her body had felt such blinding pleasure. Her need was insatiable. She felt like she would come out of her skin at any minute, the overwhelming need to explode driving her higher and higher. “Please, Remy, I need to come.”
Remy’s mouth stilled for a brief second. Her mind reeled. She was making love to the woman she had dreamed of for the last eight years. Their one night together had set them on a parallel journey, and finally, it had come full circle. She felt Sarah arch against her mouth and reeled her mind back in. She ran her fingers over Sarah’s slick folds and felt her own orgasm dangerously close. She caught Sarah’s clit in her mouth and sucked gently, swirling her tongue around it, feeling it grow inside her. She slid one finger inside Sarah’s body and held it there, waiting for her to relax and open up to her.
Sarah felt her muscles contract around Remy, and she took several deep breaths, wanting more of her inside. “More.”
Remy heard the single word and her stomach jumped. She pulled her finger out and slid two in. She withdrew them only to plunge them in again, feeling Sarah’s hips raise to meet her movements. She quickened her movements, and soon, she could feel Sarah’s body beginning to tighten against her.
Sarah’s body thrummed with pleasure. She could feel the ache begin low in her belly and work its way through her veins. She knew she was going to come soon. She tensed, her body hanging on, waiting for the moment when her pleasure would send her over the edge. “Harder, Remy.” She arched her hips, driving Remy deeper and deeper into her body. She felt the first waves of pleasure begin in her clit and she held her breath.
Remy brushed against a spot deep within Sarah’s aroused center and stroked even more pleasure from her shaking body. She felt her tense and shudder twice against her, her mouth never leaving Sarah’s clit. She rode every ebb and flow of Sarah’s orgasm, driving her body to the edge and sent her hurtling over, her screams music to Remy’s ears.
When Sarah finally caught her breath, she moaned deeply. “What did you do to me?”
“Only what I’ve wanted to do ever since the morning you kicked me out.”
Remy’s smile was so heartfelt and innocent that Sarah couldn’t help but melt a little more. She grabbed her hand and tugged her back up over her body. “Then it’s only fair you let me do what I’ve been thinking about doing since the day I met you.” She slid her fingers into Remy’s body and caught Remy’s lip between hers, sucking gently.
Remy moved against Sarah’s fingers, her own orgasm so close she knew it wouldn’t take much. She pushed her body up and slid down Sarah’s fingers, driv
ing them deep inside her body. She started a slow, rhythmic dance and when Sarah brushed her thumb over her clit, she cried out, unable to stop the pleasure that rippled through her body.
Chapter 20
Remy kissed Sarah’s nose and sat back against the headboard, waiting for her to wake up. She smiled when her brown eyes opened, drowsy and definitely sated looking. “Good morning, Bonneville.”
Sarah sat up and took the coffee cup, inhaling its rich scent. She took a sip and smiled thankfully. “You brought me coffee, I won’t kill you for calling me that.”
“Well, if you did, I would die a happy woman.” Remy teased and brushed her knuckles against Sarah’s jaw.
Sarah blushed. She flashed back to last night, and a brief glance at the clock, told her she’d only been asleep for a couple of hours. She couldn’t help it, one taste of Remy and she had been insatiable, only stopping when Remy told her she would die if she came again. “About last night.”
Remy quirked an eyebrow and waited for her world to drop out from under her. “Yes?” She cleared her throat, her voice trembling.
Sarah saw the fear in her eyes and her heart broke for Remy. Remy was unsure because of her. She found Remy’s hand and squeezed it reassuringly. “I was just going to say last night was amazing, but…”
Remy sucked in, not realizing she had been holding her breath. She wasn’t normally this anxious, but she was learning quickly that Sarah had a way of keeping her on edge. She saw Sarah’s smile and relaxed a bit. “But?”
“But…don’t expect every night to be like last night. I need sleep.” Sarah’s tone was stern, but her eyes danced mischievously.