New Beginnings

by KC Richardson

  Kirsten kissed Jordan’s belly just above her blond pubic hair and continued to kiss her until she reached the inner part of Jordan’s thigh. She began to lick the velvety soft skin as she moved closer to Jordan’s need, then moved to the other leg and repeated the movement.

  Jordan groaned when she bypassed her sex, and she realized that she had made Jordan wait long enough. She moved to Jordan’s center and was almost shocked at how it glistened. This is for me. I did this to her.

  She dipped her tongue into Jordan’s opening and marveled at the taste of her. She prodded in and out of her entrance, and Jordan moved her hips in tandem to Kirsten’s thrusting tongue. Kirsten moved her tongue up to flick Jordan’s clit and took a swipe. Then another. And one more. Jordan was so hard, her clit protruded, and Kirsten wrapped her lips around it and started slowly moving her head back and forth, taking in Jordan’s length. Jordan’s moans became louder, and she threaded her fingers through Kirsten’s hair.

  Jordan’s fingers contracted and relaxed as Kirsten’s head bobbed back and forth. “Oh, Kirsten, I’m going to…come…in your…mouth. Ah.”

  Jordan came, and Kirsten took in the salty liquid and let it flow down her throat. She inwardly beamed that she was able to make Jordan come so hard. Her body continued to spasm as Kirsten stilled her tongue and let Jordan ride out her tremors.

  Kirsten moved up to lie at Jordan’s side and caressed her stomach until her breathing slowed. Jordan chuckled, and she wondered what the joke was all about. “Damn.”

  “Was it good for you, baby?”

  Jordan laughed and shook her head. “No, it wasn’t good. It was fan-fucking-tastic. No one has ever made me come so hard.” Jordan wrapped her arms around her, and Kirsten had never been more content in her life. She let out a deep, gratified sigh. She wouldn’t have minded staying in this position forever. She kissed Jordan, becoming aroused once more when Jordan ran her tongue along her lips.

  Jordan smacked her lips. “Hmm, I taste good on your mouth.”

  Kirsten playfully slapped her stomach. “You’re awfully full of yourself.”

  Jordan laughed. “I’m just kidding, babe. Seriously though, what did you think? Normally, first-timers take it slow, but you dove in with gusto.”

  Kirsten pinched Jordan on her ass, causing her to yelp then laugh. “Keep it up, and it will be the last time I dive in with gusto.”

  Jordan squeezed her tightly and rolled them over so that she was on top. She lightly caressed Kirsten’s cheek and kissed the tip of her nose. “I’m being serious. How do you feel?”

  Kirsten traced Jordan’s bottom lip with her thumb and smiled. “It felt right. I know that’s not much of an explanation, but that’s all I can come up with. I feel like this is where I’m meant to be, and you are who I’m supposed to be with. I feel like I’m home.”

  Jordan kissed her deeply, soundly, and they spent the rest of the night making love. She fell asleep entangled in Jordan’s arms.

  Chapter Forty

  Jordan woke as the beginnings of daylight started to shine through the blinds in Kirsten’s bedroom. They were in the same position in which they’d fallen asleep, and Jordan found it amusing they hadn’t moved an inch since they’d drifted off.

  She had awoken briefly a couple of times throughout the night and found herself snuggling closer to Kirsten. She had never dreamed in the past seven years that she would ever find herself in this situation again—in bed with a woman she cared for. She had been so certain that Kelly had ruined any chance of her ever wanting to be in another relationship, but it turned out that all it had taken was an amazing woman for her to see what she had been missing out on.

  Jordan had always been intrigued by romance and saw herself as a romantic at heart, but she had not been able to express it since Kelly. She had never cared enough to demonstrate it to any of the women she had slept with because she hadn’t let herself get to know them well enough to display that vulnerability. She vowed to show Kirsten how special she thought she was each and every day. She wanted her to feel as loved and adored as she made Jordan feel.

  Kirsten began to stir, and she wrapped her arms tighter around Kirsten’s soft body. Kirsten smiled and looked back at her with sleepy eyes.

  “Good morning,” she murmured in Kirsten’s ear.

  “Good morning.” Kirsten pulled her closer for a kiss. “How did you sleep?”

  She kissed Kirsten again. “Like a baby. How are you feeling this morning, you know, after last night?” She still couldn’t erase that little niggle of doubt that Kirsten would have second thoughts about wanting to be with her.

  “I feel incredible. Last night was amazing. In fact, I’ve been thinking, and I decided the only time I’ll let you out of this bed is to go to the bathroom or get something to eat.”

  “I think I could live with that. Do you think anyone would miss us?”

  Kirsten shook her head and smiled. “Don’t know and don’t care. All I care about is you and making love with you.”

  “I like the way you think, Ms. Murphy.”

  She began kissing Kirsten again, slowly building the fire within herself. She kissed Kirsten’s neck and decided she loved the smell of her skin first thing in the morning. It was like fresh linen hanging from a line on a warm summer’s day. She caressed Kirsten’s body from her shoulder to her thigh while continuing to kiss her until Kirsten began moving her hips.

  “Open your legs, baby.”

  Kirsten opened up as she moved her hand and found her wet and ready. Jordan moved her fingers over Kirsten’s opening and spread the wetness over Kirsten’s clit. She stroked her a few times, feeling Kirsten grow hard under her touch.

  Jordan entered Kirsten with one finger, then another, and slowly moved in and out, taking her time to enjoy the feel of Kirsten enveloping her. She curled her fingers and massaged gently. She smiled when Kirsten’s breathing began to quicken.

  She slipped her fingers out and plunged them back in while she rubbed Kirsten’s clit with her thumb. Kirsten’s hips bucked wildly as she screamed out Jordan’s name, and her walls clamped down on Jordan’s fingers. Kirsten dug her nails into her back as she came, and she loved the sensation.

  It took a few minutes for Kirsten’s heavy breathing to subside as her face lay against the side of Jordan’s neck. “Well, that confirms it. You are never leaving this bed.”

  Jordan laughed and held Kirsten tighter. This was far better than any morning after she could have imagined. They drifted into a light doze before the grumbling of her stomach woke them. “I know you said you wouldn’t let me leave this bed, baby, but I need to eat. Do you want me to run out and get something for us?”

  “No, sweetheart. Why don’t we jump in the shower, and we’ll make something?” Kirsten climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom.

  Jordan threw off the sheets and followed. “Best idea I’ve heard in a long time.”

  The shower took longer than Jordan expected. They lovingly washed each other’s hair and lathered shower gel on each other’s bodies, which led to another bout of lovemaking. This time Kirsten took charge. Jordan’s back was pinned to the wall as Kirsten brought her to climax. She was thankful that her thighs were able to hold her upright as the waves of orgasm rushed through her body.

  After a final rinse, they toweled each other dry. Jordan was pleasantly surprised to discover that Kirsten had done some clothes shopping. She produced new boxers, T-shirts, pajama bottoms, sweatpants, and a robe for Jordan to wear in case she didn’t have any of her own clothes. Kirsten’s consideration meant that she didn’t have to dress in last night’s outfit. She laughed at some of the designs on the boxers and chose the pair with little basketballs on it. Then she pulled one of the new T-shirts over her head.

  As they walked down the stairs and into the kitchen hand in hand, Kirsten asked, “What are you in the mood for?”

  “Do you have any eggs? Judging from this morning, I’m going to need a healthy dose of protein to keep up with
you.”

  Kirsten slapped her on the ass. “I’ve got your protein. How about an omelet? I have some ham and bell peppers to add to it.”

  “That sounds delicious. What can I do?”

  Kirsten handed her the ham and a red bell pepper. “You chop these while I whisk the eggs.”

  Jordan went about her chore, enjoying working in the kitchen. Who knew cooking could be so much fun, especially when there were kisses involved?

  Once their appetites were sated, they leaned back in their chairs, sighing simultaneously, which made them both laugh. Jordan could have easily gone back to bed for another nap, but Kirsten had other ideas.

  “Why don’t we get in the pool? We can lounge on the rafts and enjoy the sunshine.”

  “I don’t have my suit.”

  “Why would you need a suit, baby?”

  Jordan’s clit hardened at the thought of making love in the pool. “Why, indeed?”

  Kirsten’s backyard had tall trees strategically placed to give them privacy from the neighbors, so Jordan had no qualms about stripping out of her clothes while walking out to the pool. Kirsten went to the stairs and walked calmly into the cool water, but she ran to the deep end of the pool and did a cannonball. Kirsten’s scream was so loud that Jordan heard it while she was under water. She emerged laughing hysterically.

  “Jordan Roberts, I’m going to get you for that.”

  Jordan swam away from Kirsten while on her back. “Come and get me, baby.”

  Kirsten lunged for her and pushed her back under the water, then swam in the other direction. Jordan propelled under the water and popped up in front of her. “Boo.”

  “Aack.” Kirsten tried to turn in the other direction, but Jordan was too quick for her and grabbed Kirsten around her waist.

  “Oh, no you don’t. You get back here.” She pulled Kirsten back toward her and turned her around. Kirsten automatically wrapped her legs around her waist and held on for a spin around the shallow end of the pool. Jordan couldn’t help thinking that there was never anywhere else she would want to be.

  After about five minutes of cruising around the pool, Kirsten said, “How about we get on the raft?”

  Jordan shook her head and smiled. “I don’t want to let go of you.”

  Kirsten smiled back. “What if we could be on a raft and still get to hold each other?”

  “How?”

  Kirsten unwound her legs from around Jordan’s waist and climbed the stairs of the pool. She disappeared around the corner of the house but reappeared a minute later holding a raft made for two.

  “I swear, you have the best ideas.”

  Jordan climbed on first then helped Kirsten. Their attempts to cuddle were unsuccessful due to the raft tipping from side to side, so they contented themselves with lying side by side and holding hands. After thirty minutes or so of floating in the pool, the sun began to break through the overcast sky, and Jordan realized they were both naked without any sunscreen.

  Kirsten had dozed off, and Jordan shook her gently. “Come on, baby, let’s get out and put on some sunscreen. If we get burned, it will ruin the plans I have for you later.”

  “Ooh, I didn’t think of that. That would be tragic.”

  Jordan rolled herself off the side of the raft and into the water, and Kirsten laughed. She pulled the raft to the steps of the pool and helped Kirsten out. Kirsten walked over to a teak box along the wall of the house and took out two towels and a bottle of sunscreen.

  Once they were dried off, they applied sunscreen and set up two chaise lounges side by side. The warmth relaxed Jordan, and she fell asleep once again.

  After a while, Jordan awoke and was getting hot, so she decided to cool off with a dip in the pool. When she came back over to her chair, Kirsten had brought out a tray of two ice-filled glasses and a pitcher of lemonade. Kirsten filled the glasses, then dove into the pool.

  Jordan sat and admired Kirsten’s gorgeous body as she floated in the water. Kirsten was absolute perfection in her eyes. The swell of her breasts and the curve of her hips were shapely, but her stomach was flat and toned, and her slightly tanned skin was kissed with freckles.

  Jordan had to admit that looks were important to her. The way she’d led her love life for the past seven years was proof of that. And if she were being honest with herself, it had been Kirsten’s looks that had first attracted Jordan to her. But once she had gotten to know Kirsten, she’d realized how beautiful she was on the inside, and that inner beauty was what she appreciated above anything else.

  After Kirsten had told Jordan about her dinner with John, she knew that the last thing Kirsten wanted to do was hurt him. The fact that that was what had upset Kirsten the most had allowed Jordan to see her compassion. Even though Kirsten was no longer in love with John, she still wanted the best for him, and she knew that she wasn’t it. Kirsten had been brave enough to tell him that he deserved more than what she could give, and Jordan admired that about her.

  If Jordan had the capacity for compassion that Kirsten had, she might have been able to forgive Kelly for what she had done. She had compassion for a lot of people—it was necessary in her line of work—but she just couldn’t muster any up for someone who had hurt her. And she had an even tougher time with forgiveness. She knew that in order to be fully free to give her whole heart over to Kirsten, she would need to forgive Kelly and let it go.

  A shadow and drips of water falling on her heated skin brought Jordan out of her reverie, and she looked into the eyes of an angel—a very sexy, naked angel.

  “Are you okay, baby? You looked a million miles away.”

  “I’m fine. Just deep in thought about the many things I admire about you.”

  “Is that right?” Kirsten kissed her. “Would one of the things you admire about me be my lips?”

  Jordan let her hands slide down to Kirsten’s ass and began massaging. “Uh-huh.”

  Kirsten continued to kiss her. “And do you admire my ass?” Kirsten was now grinding her pelvis into Jordan’s.

  She continued to massage Kirsten’s ass while she thrust her pelvis up to meet Kirsten’s. She was so incredibly turned on that she couldn’t form a coherent sentence. The moisture dripping from her center was evidence of that. She was just a stroke or two away from exploding, but she desperately wanted to hold off, so Kirsten would come with her. “Uh-huh.”

  “Let’s go back upstairs to that nice, big, comfortable bed.”

  Jordan nodded. “Uh-huh.”

  Kirsten walked ahead of her, swaying her hips a little more than normal, giving Jordan added incentive to be right behind her.

  Chapter Forty-one

  Jordan and Kirsten made love for the rest of the afternoon. Jordan learned the meanings of Kirsten’s different sighs and moans, while Kirsten learned that Jordan’s earlobe was her primary erogenous zone.

  As Kirsten lay in Jordan’s arms, she reflected that she and John had never really learned what the other liked sexually. They’d had an okay sex life, but it paled in comparison to what she shared with Jordan. She also noticed that Jordan appeared to have an insatiable appetite for loving her, and she had a feeling there was much more where that came from.

  Kirsten glanced at the clock and noticed it was four o’clock in the afternoon. They hadn’t had much to eat since breakfast, and she thought Jordan would need to eat before her game. She also wondered what time Jordan had to start getting ready.

  She gently placed many kisses along Jordan’s face, thinking that might be a nicer way for her to wake. Jordan began to stir, and her sleepy green eyes looked up at her. “You ready for another round?” she asked, her voice raspy.

  Kirsten giggled. “I’m always ready for another round with you, but don’t you have a game tonight?”

  Jordan buried her face in her neck and shook her head. “We have a bye this week, so no game. Know what that means?”

  “What does that mean?”

  “More sex.” Jordan got on top of her and began tickling her
sides until it was hard for her to breathe from the laughter.

  “Enough. Enough.”

  Jordan wiggled her fingers in the air, silently declaring herself the champion.

  “I would love to make love to you for the rest of the night, but we need food. How about we order Chinese to be delivered?”

  “Sounds good to me. Do you think if we left the front door unlocked, they would deliver it to us in bed?”

  “I don’t think so, baby, but it’s a nice thought. I’ll call it in if you want to stay in bed. What are you in the mood for?”

  “Besides you? I guess I’ll take some orange chicken and chow mein.”

  “Okay, you stay here, and I’ll be back in a bit.”

  Kirsten slipped into her robe before heading to the kitchen to look at the menu. She called in the order then returned to her room to hear the shower running. She joined Jordan in the shower, trying hard to behave herself since the food would arrive in about thirty minutes.

  When the doorbell rang, Jordan grabbed her wallet and headed for the door while Kirsten went to the kitchen to get them some drinks and some plates.

  “Christ, Kirsten, what did you order? Do we have company coming or something?” Jordan asked when she brought their food into the kitchen.

  “No, smart-ass, I just ordered extra for leftovers.”

  “Leftovers for how long? A week?”

  “Well, since I plan to keep you in bed for the rest of the night and all day tomorrow, this will save us from having to make food or order more.”

  “Have I told you how brilliant you are?”

  “No, and you should be ashamed of yourself.”

  Jordan laughed and kissed the crown of her head. “How dare I? You are the most brilliant person I have ever met, and not another day will go by that you won’t hear my many praises of you.”