by Alex Riordan
“Thank you so much, Lacy, for being here. And for the offer,” Stephanie replied. “I’ll see all of you real soon. Jessie and I have already made plans for me to be here for the 4th of July.”
“Well, I’ll see you then,” Lacy said, hugging her one more time before releasing her and then hugging Jessie, who had just walked up to them. “John and I have to get going. The boys are probably driving their grandparents crazy by now. Bye!”
“Bye, Lacy,” Jessie and Stephanie said together, watching the blond head back into the house.
“So, you about ready to head home?” Jessie asked, snaking one arm around her waist. “Everyone else is gone, so it’s just us and Mike.”
Stephanie nodded. “Yeah, we probably should head home. Tomorrow’s going to be a busy day.”
Jessie flinched at the unintended reminder that the redhead would be packing to leave. Still, determined to not make things any more difficult than they needed to be, she pulled a smile out of somewhere. “I didn’t say I was going to let you rest,” she whispered in the redhead’s ear. “I have plans for you, Ms. Winters.”
Stephanie’s brow rose in question, her curiosity sparked. “Really? Then we’d better be heading home, Ms. Drake. I wouldn’t want to ruin your plans.”
They’d gone inside and thanked Mike, then. Both of them hugging him goodbye. Within ten minutes, they were in the car and on their way back to Jessie’s.
* * * *
Arriving at the house, Jessie parked and went around to the other side of the car to open the door for Stephanie. Holding out a hand to escort her into the house, she said, “Right this way, Ms. Winters. Your evening’s about to begin.”
Stephanie smiled shyly at Jessie as she took the offered arm and allowed herself to be escorted into the house. Charmed by the chivalrous persona Jessie had adopted, she thanked Jessie once they were inside and the door was locked.
At Stephanie’s thanks, Jessie took the redhead’s hand and brought it to her lips, kissing the back of it. “My pleasure, Ms. Winters. Now, if you’ll follow me…” and she led the actress down the hall and into their bedroom. Depositing her on the bed, Jessie leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Shower or bath?”
Stephanie turned to look at her, confused. “What?”
“Would you prefer a shower, or a bath tonight?” Jessie repeated, nuzzling into her hair and running her hands lightly up and down her arms.
Stephanie drew in a sharp intake of breath as Jessie hit a sensitive spot on the back of her arms. “A…a shower, I think,” she answered, dismayed to find that her breathing was already becoming shallow.
Jessie smiled. “A shower it is. But first, we need to get you undressed.” She stood up and looked at the woman sitting on the bed with eyes that told Stephanie exactly what she wanted to do to her. “I believe, Ms. Winters, you’ll find that my ability to undress you has improved from that first night in your hotel room,” she said as she bent down and pulled off first, the left short brown leather boot and then the right one. Tossing the pair of shoes to her left, she looked up at Stephanie; whose eyes were becoming a much darker shade of green as she quietly watched.
Standing back up, Jessie reached in toward the waist of Stephanie’s jeans. “I need to unzip these, Ms. Winters. Would you mind?”
Stephanie shook her head, barely able to choke out, “Yo…you can…unzip anything you want, Jessie.” Unknowingly, she had repeated the same words she’d spoken that night in her hotel room, and Jessie smiled at her, as she unfastened the button and then began unzipping the jeans.
Having unzipped the jeans, Jessie leaned in and asked, “Lie back for a minute and help me get these off?” Stephanie did, lying back on the bed and lifting her hips so that Jessie could pull the jeans down and off her legs. Tossing them into the laundry basket, Jessie turned her attention to the long, lean legs bared to her. Starting at her thighs, Jessie trailed her fingers lightly down Stephanie’s legs to her knees and back up to her hips and the dark green silk panties she was currently wearing.
Feeling the redhead’s muscles trembling under her touch, she attempted to distract her. “Are these new, Steph? I don’t think I’ve seen these before?” she asked, hooking a finger at the waistband of the garment in question.
Stephanie, swallowing hard, attempted to get her breathing under control. When Jessie asked her question, she raised her legs and wrapped them around the brunette, pulling Jessie to her. “Yeah, I just got ’em when we were in Aspen,” she answered breathlessly. “Do you like them?”
“They match your eyes,” Jessie said, leaning over and kissing her before standing up and breaking the leg hold. Grabbing the redhead’s hands, she helped Stephanie to sit up. Then, she began working on unbuttoning the Imperial Blue fitted blouse. She noted with some amusement that her hands were shaking, just like they did that night in Stephanie’s hotel room. This time however, she knew it was out of anticipation, not fear.
When Stephanie moved her hands up to help her, Jessie gently brushed them back. “No, let me, Steph. Please?” Stephanie, looking directly into her eyes, nodded, and dropped her hands back to her sides, clutching at the blanket and biting her lower lip.
Climbing onto the bed, Jessie moved behind the redhead and placed her hands on Steph’s shoulders. Slowly, she slid the blouse down, making sure that her fingers trailed down her arms, causing a tingling sensation for both of them from the slight contact. Then, moving her hands down to Stephanie’s waist, she slid her hands under the sides of the black camisole and pulled it up and off, tossing it into the laundry basket as well.
Now, licking her lips at the vision of Stephanie before her, dressed only in the dark green silk panties and matching bra, she struggled to breathe. God, Stephanie was beautiful! The most gorgeous woman she’d ever seen. Placing her hands on Steph’s shoulders, she leaned forward and pressed against her back, kissing her neck.
When Stephanie moaned, Jessie whispered softly into her ear, “You’re so beautiful, Steph. I love you so much.”
At the first touch of Jessie’s lips on her neck, Stephanie reached back with her right hand and caught the back of Jessie’s head, pulling the brunette to her. “God, Jessie…touch me…please.”
Reaching down with one hand, Jessie unsnapped the bra, releasing Stephanie’s breasts to fall free. Then, sliding the straps down her arms, she finished pulling the bra off and tossed it to the side as well. Sliding her hands up the redhead’s arms, beginning at her fingertips, she finally managed to take Stephanie’s breasts into her hands, cupping her from behind. At Stephanie’s hiss of pleasure, she leaned down and kissed her neck again. “You ready for that shower, Steph?”
Inhaling deeply, Stephanie nodded jerkily and managed a breathy, “Anything you want, Jess.” At the same time, she arched into Jessie’s hands, attempting to get the brunette to exert more pressure.
“No…anything you want, Steph. Tonight’s for you, Baby,” Jessie whispered into her ear, nipping at the lobe as she did. When Stephanie arched into her hands, she smiled and backed off. Releasing Stephanie momentarily, she crawled off the bed and came to stand in front of her. She held out her hands to the redhead, watching dry mouthed as Steph swallowed hard before reaching out and grasping her hands.
Tugging lightly, she led the redhead toward the bathroom, where she reached into the shower and turned on the water. As they waited for the water to achieve the perfect temperature, Jessie turned to look at Stephanie. “I think I might be a little overdressed,” she said softly, looking down at herself. Still dressed in her own jeans and fitted blouse, she licked her lips as Stephanie reached over and began undoing the buttons for her.
“Let me help you with that, Jess,” the redhead said, leaning in and kissing her as she unbuttoned the blouse with one hand. When she was finished, she pushed the blouse back and down, to fall to the floor. Then, she smirked as she let her gaze wander downward. “You wearing these in the shower?” she asked, hooking a finger in the waist of Jessie’s faded out jea
ns and tugging lightly.
Jessie shook her head, barely able to gasp out, “Nah…too hard to…get off…wet.”
She kicked off her shoes as Stephanie took that same hand and unbuttoned them. The redhead wasted no time unzipping the jeans and, with both hands, slid them down, taking the navy blue boy shorts style panties with them. Then, as Jessie stepped out of the jeans and kicked them out of the way, Stephanie reached around and unhooked Jessie’s matching navy blue bra and helped her slip out of that, as well. “There, now you’re safe to get wet,” the redhead said silkily as she pulled Jessie to her. The delicious feel of their soft flesh pressing against each other causing them both to gasp.
Jessie smirked at the unintended entendre before saying, “I’m already wet, Steph. All I have to do is look at you, and I just…” her voice trailed off, unable to continue. Shaking her head, she was finally able to choke out, “Let’s get in the shower.”
Stephanie nodded silently. Stepping out of her underwear, she accepted Jessie’s hand and followed her into the shower, the now very warm water sending steam rising into the bathroom.
* * * *
Stephanie had never in her life experienced anything like Jessie making love to her in the shower. And she seriously doubted that she ever would again. As Jessie’s hands had moved to bring her to never before imagined levels of pleasure, she had managed to gasp out, “Whe…where di…did you learn…how to…?” Unable to finish the question due to the feelings Jessie’s hands were evoking, she let it trail off.
Smirking, raising her mouth from the redhead’s hips, where she was currently engaged, she answered simply, “Book.”
“A…a book?”
“Sure, I’ll show it to you, later,” she said, returning to her most recent endeavor, which included tracing Stephanie’s hip bones with her tongue and moving ever closer to her center. Arms wrapped around Steph’s thighs, she realized that the redhead’s legs were probably going to give out soon. The noises she was making were growing louder by the second, and her stomach muscles were beginning to quiver.
Holding on tightly, Jessie slid a hand between Stephanie’s legs, and the redhead’s hips bucked forward, begging for more of that delicious touch. Her breathing becoming more and more labored, she screamed when Jessie finally slid two fingers inside her. Her body moving in time with Jessie’s hand, wave after wave of orgasm took her.
What seemed like hours, but was probably only minutes later, Stephanie realized she was sitting on the floor of the shower. With Jessie cradling her from behind and the water still falling on them, she struggled to get her breathing back under control. Still feeling completely boneless, she lifted one hand from its current position on her right thigh and covered Jessie’s hand, resting on her stomach. “Oh, Jess…my…God,” she managed to gasp out.
Behind her, the brunette closed her eyes and smirked, before whispering, “Finally coming back to me?”
“God, Jessie…what did you do to me?” Stephanie asked, still trying to grasp what had happened. Try as she might, she still couldn’t remember how they came to be on the floor of the shower.
“I loved you ‘til your knees gave out,” the brunette said in answer. Then, leaning forward and looking at the other woman, she asked, “You okay? I didn’t hurt you or anything did I?”
Stephanie shook her head and laughed. “No, you didn’t hurt me, Jess.”
Jessie kissed her shoulder. “Good. I never want to hurt you, Steph. Whaddaya say we get dried off and make our way to the bed?”
Stephanie nodded, shivering slightly at the touch of Jessie’s lips on her shoulder. “That sounds good to me, Jess.” Then, taking a mental inventory, she smiled shyly. “Uh, would you…would you mind helping me up? I don’t think my legs have quite recovered yet?”
“Sure, Babe,” Jessie said, smiling as she stood up and offered the redhead a hand. Turning the water off, she grabbed a towel for each of them and they dried off quickly, heading back to the bedroom. Turning out the light, Jessie crawled into bed and immediately cuddled next to the redhead. Unable to stop her hands from roaming, she began a slow exploration of Stephanie’s body.
“You know,” Jessie whispered between kisses as she reverently trailed a finger up the back of Stephanie’s right thigh minutes later, “that first night…in your hotel room? You were coming on to me so strong…it took everything I had not to give in to you.”
“Why didn’t you, Jess?” Stephanie asked, truly interested in hearing the answer. Even though details of that night were still kind of fuzzy for her, she did remember Jessie turning her down.
“You were offering me everything I’d ever wanted. But I didn’t want our first time together to be some drunken grope fest. Besides, I wasn’t sure if you were just drunk and lonely, or…you really wanted me,” she admitted shyly. Sliding up to lay on her side next to the redhead, she said, “I’m glad we waited. It made it more special.”
Stephanie smiled at the brunette and kissed her softly on the lips. “I love you, Jessie. And you’re right…it did make it special.” She rolled her eyes, before adding, “Even if I did have to take a lot of cold showers for a while.”
Jessie laughed. “I’m sorry. But I hope it was infinitely worth it?”
“Worth every minute, Jess. Every minute,” the redhead said, rolling Jessie onto her back and beginning a slow exploration of her own.
For the rest of the night, they took turns exploring each other. Alternating slow explorations where they mapped each other’s bodies, committing every single, minute detail to memory, with heated, passionate lovemaking. They finally fell asleep sometime in the early hours of the morning.
Chapter 35
Stephanie woke up and stretched languorously before opening her eyes to glance at the clock on the bedside table. Groaning to herself when she realized it was almost noon, she looked to her left. Still fast asleep, Jessie was spooned up to her side, her arm stretched out across her stomach, head resting on her shoulder. Having fallen asleep shortly after the sun came up, she felt deliciously satiated. Breathing deeply, wishing she could just lie there all day, she said quietly, “Jessie?”
“Mmm?” the brunette mumbled, tightening her grip on Stephanie’s stomach.
“Jess, we need to get up,” she said a little louder.
“Mmm…don’ wanna,” was the reply from the brunette, snuggling impossibly closer.
“Come on, Jess.” Stephanie rolled over onto her side to look at her. “We have to get up,” she said quietly, bumping Jessie’s nose softly with hers.
Dark blue eyes met forest green as the brunette finally gave in and looked at her. Smiling shyly, she kissed the redhead. “Morning,” she said, pulling Stephanie to her.
“Morning yourself,” she answered, smiling back as she returned the kiss. When the kiss finally ended, she said regretfully, “We’ve got a lot to do today, Jess. We need to get up.”
Jessie frowned. “I know. I just keep hoping that if we don’t acknowledge it, it won’t happen.”
“That’s a nice thought, but I don’t think it’ll work,” Stephanie said, nuzzling into her hair and sighing. It really was comfortable there in the king size bed and she didn’t want to get up yet. Still, she needed to get started gathering her belongings and washing her clothes so that she could pack. Somehow, over the course of the last nine weeks or so, she’d managed to leave her things not only at Jessie’s, but Theresa’s, as well.
Jessie rolled her eyes and sighed too. “All right, let’s get up,” she whined.
* * * *
By the time evening had rolled around, the easy familiarity of the morning had disappeared. Both women seemed to be walking on eggshells around each other, afraid to say anything that could possibly irritate or annoy. Jessie, having retreated to the living room to play a video game and stay out of Stephanie’s way, answered the doorbell when it rang.
“Hey, Alex,” Jessie said, slightly surprised to find the brunette at her door. Even though she’d told her she could c
ome by and pick up her things, she hadn’t really expected her to show up. “What are you…?”
Alex smiled. “Relax, Jessie. I just stopped by to pick up that box of stuff you were keeping for me. You did tell me I could come by and get it?”
Jessie nodded. Opening the door, she said, “Come on in, I’ll get it for you.”
While Jessie left to get the box, Alex stepped into the living room and waited patiently for her to return. When Jessie stepped back into the room a moment later, box in hand, Alex asked, “So, where’s Stephanie? I thought you two were spending tonight together?”