“Eliza?” I ask against the door.
A few minutes later she unlocks the door for me. She’s wearing a thong and no bra. It’s a red see-thru thong and I thought that I was going to give her something to admire.
“You’ve outdone me this time,” I whisper and lick one of her breasts right there in the hall.
“Stephanie,” she hisses at me jokingly.
I don’t care who sees me. That’s the point of all this whether it’s out of the house or inside. I don’t want to hide my love for her anymore. I don’t want to hide all the things that I want to do to her and with her.
She laughs and pulls me into the bedroom as I kick the door closed behind me. I can’t stop myself from touching her. I’ve missed this part just as much as I’ve missed holding her. She brings me to the bed, and we fall together.
“God, that feels so fuckin good. Don’t stop,” Eliza pleads with me.
Even now I don’t tell Eliza that she needs to be quiet. I don’t want her to be quiet. I want her so much I am growling for her as I bite down on her.
“Yes,” Eliza whimpers, spreading her legs wide for me so that our honey pots touch each other.
“God, I didn’t think that I would miss this so much. I need you,” Eliza whines at me.
I feel her tearing at the straps on my bra. She breaks them, letting them slide off my shoulders. Then, she tugs at my bra to take it away. She tosses it to the floor like it’s nothing and I giggle as I stare up into her eyes. How hot they look. They’re glowing with love and desire.
“Kiss me,” Eliza tells me urgently.
I tear my mouth away from her breast and kiss her hard on the mouth while I grope her breasts roughly in my hands. I’m sure with all the noise coming out of the room no one dares to open the door knowing exactly what they’re going to see!
I grind harder and faster against her panties, wanting to remove them.
“How about teasing me the same way you did the first night?” Eliza asks against my mouth.
I pull my mouth away from hers.
“You’re killing me, you know that?” I ask her.
Eliza throws her head back and giggles while I admire her breasts bouncing playfully. Teasing me, making me want to suck on them until I’m finished.
I lie down beside her on the bed and slip my hand into the front of her thongs. It’s hot and wet down there. I rub at her as she grabs a hold of my arm and digs her nails into it. I wince just a little, but I don’t mind the pain.
She lifts her ass off the bed and grinds against my fingers.
“You’re so naughty when you want to be,” I whisper to her.
I watch her breasts as the bounce slightly.
“Show me that you want me, Eliza. Show me,” I tell her.
Eliza can hear the desperation in my voice. She slides out of her panties while I continue to rub her hole. I slip two fingers inside of her and see just how wet she really is.
When she pulls away from me, she takes my fingers into her mouth and licks them. Moaning for me, we keep eye contact.
“I already know how sweet you taste sweetie. Seeing you do this is making me so much hotter for you,” I murmur to her.
Eliza smacks her lips together when she slides my fingers out of her mouth. Eliza sits between my legs and yanks my panties down. You can see the wet spot on the black fabric. She whimpers for me, letting her eyes roam up and down my naked body now. Her eyes lingering more on my clit than anywhere else. She tosses my panties over her shoulder and we both laugh.
“I think that I’ve hit that naughty button a little too hard.” I wink at her as she shoves me down onto the bed. She doesn’t want me to get up. I’m not going anywhere until she shows me just how much she loves me. I open my legs wider and watch as my heat is fully exposed to her. Eliza begins to tease my clit as I grab at my breasts begging her to touch me.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Eliza shoves her face down between my legs and I can feel her tongue licking me slowly. I know how much she wants to taste me. I gasp and whimper at her as she continues to tease it. She flicks the tip of her tongue faster and faster over my fat clit.
“God, you have no idea how awesome that feels. It makes me think that you’ve have done this plenty of times before,” I tell her, bringing my knees up and watching her as she goes down on me as though she can’t get enough of it.
“Thrust your tongue inside of me!” I shout at her, hearing my voice echo throughout the room. I’m sure they can hear it in the kitchen downstairs.
Eliza jumps when she hears me. I know I scared her just a little. I giggle at her as she slips her tongue down my clit slowly and thrusts her tongue into my wet hole so fast that she makes my head spin.
I watch her tongue slip in and out of me faster and faster. She goes as deep as she can before taking it out. Not even a second later, she’s back inside me licking every inch of me.
“Yes, this is so worth it. I want it, God I want it,” I whimper and beg her for more as she keeps her eyes on mine.
I pull at her ears while her tongues inside of me. I feel it go even deeper and I cry out for her. I don’t mean to cum, but I do. I let my juice splash into her mouth. She drinks it down so greedily I don’t know if this is the same girl who left her house to be with me. The one who was crying over the boys who didn’t treat her right.
I almost became a girl who didn’t treat her right, chalking it up to everyone’s the same when it comes to a relationship. I know that it’s not true. I almost lost all this pleasure because I wanted to stick by the rules that I didn’t even create. I can’t imagine anyone being between my legs more than Eliza.
She continues to lick and thrust when there’s nothing more for me to give her. It makes me shake so much that you would think that I’m having a seizure. I have to push her face away.
“It’s your turn now.” I’m gasping and moaning for her still and she wipes the sweat from my face.
“Are you sure that you’re going to be able to?” She laughs at me and throws herself down on the bed.
I get on top of her and put her hands above her head. I suck on one of her breasts, then the other. Biting into each of them as hard as I can until I hear her sexual cry.
“You know that I can please you. I’ve already proven that,” I grunt as I grind against her. Her clit is so wet. I think even wetter than mine.
“I don’t know about that,” she teases me.
I love how she does it. Making it sound like a challenge. Knowing damn well that I can make her cry out just as loud as me, if not louder.
I let go of her arms and kiss down her body until I find what I’m looking for. I lick up and down her lips, tasting the smoothness of them as I run my tongue up and down them.
I don’t tease her the way she did me. I go for what I want and find the juice that I’ve been craving stuck to the walls of her pussy. Eliza is gasping for me already. Her chest is moving up and down so quickly that I can watch her hard nipples move a little. Her nipple look like they are silently teasing me, looking at me because they are tilted down. I reach with my hands and begin pinching them between my fingers as hard as I can. I want them. I need them and the way she arches her back I know that she likes it.
“Love it, please!” Eliza screams out for me.
I only get two or three thrusts of my tongue inside of her because she’s squirting in my face. I get some of her juice but not all of it and she’s yanking at my hair. It hurts, but what’s a little pleasure without some pain to go with it?
I don’t want her to hold back her aggression. The rougher she is with me the more she comes for me and I love all the juice that I can get inside my mouth.
When she’s done with me, she shoves my mouth away from her roughly and I get up on my knees with a big smile on my face.
“You need to learn to keep that under control,” I tell her, looking down at her heat. She then grins at me, Seeing the wetness around my mouth and on my face.
“It’s
not my fault that you don’t know how to cover the hole.” She wipes the sweat from her own face.
“I wonder how many people heard us down there.” I lie on top of her and kiss her gently on the mouth.
“I don’t know, and I don’t care. That was amazing. So good that I want to do it again,” Eliza giggles and holds me to her.
“We can always do it again, right now.” I’m not teasing her. I’m ready to go again, waiting so long to have her and it was quick.
“Not until after the speech that you have. I want to make sure you do it,” she tells me, her smile slowly slipping off her face.
“I will. I’m going to make the announcement tomorrow. When I give my word, I always do it,” I promise her, kissing the tip of her nose before I get off of her completely.
Chapter Twenty-Three
My cell phone is ringing shortly after Eliza and I make up. I want her to know that things are going to run smoothly, and I can’t do that with my mother constantly calling me.
“What!?” I shout into the phone after her fifth time of calling me.
“I don’t understand what’s going on at that house. Do I have to come home?” my mother asks me.
I have no idea what she’s talking about. I’m a little confused myself, wondering if maybe she’s had a little too much to drink.
“You didn’t state that you’re going to make a public announcement?” she asks me. That’s when it crosses my mind. Someone has told her about it before I could even get it out to the public.
“Mother, I’m doing this with or without your approval. It’s time that I stand my ground. Whether I’m here or not,” I tell her.
“It’s that girl, isn’t it? She wants you to change everything about yourself. She can’t just take it as it is.” My mother is trying to place blame somewhere else.
“Mother if you don’t like it, that’s not my problem. I’ll make the announcement and then be out of your house. I won’t stand for this. The girl’s name is Eliza. That’s her name and I’ve known her for a few years. You can’t just go around thinking that someone else is making the decisions for me.” I point out to her.
“If you go through with this, I’m not your mother,” she threatens me.
“Just like the media would like to know that you and Dad were never married. It was a scam. Just to show that you were better than everyone else. You had to sit there and lie about your marriage that never even happened,” I tell her as calmly as possible as Betty walks by my bedroom door.
I see the fear in her eyes. She doesn’t stop. She knows exactly who I’m talking to. I don’t care what anyone thinks. I’m not going to throw her under the bus though.
“Damn Betty,” my mother mutters.
“No, I wanted to see what date you guys were married. Wanted to do something for you. Or at least try and get you guys to have a small gathering. There is no license. There’s nothing to state that you two were ever married. This whole time I thought that I was legit. That I wasn’t a bastard!” I scream at her this time and hang up the phone.
Eliza just looks at me. She is surprised that I would go off like that. She’s seen it a few times since she’s been here but nothing like that.
“Kevin must’ve gotten a hold of her before you could do anything. Now it looks like it’s not going to get done the way you want it to.” Eliza looks sad, she looks as if it’s all her fault and it’s not.
“This has nothing to do with you. You didn’t tell him to go to my mother. I don’t even know how he got her number. Either way, it’s going to come out. I’m tired of living under all the rules that are made for me. I’m an adult and should be treated as such,” I tell her, seeing the look of love in her eyes now.
“Your mother knows it was me. There was no reason to lie.” Betty comes back around seeing that I’m off the phone.
“I’m not going to make you lose your job either. She’s lied to me several times in the past. She thinks that it’s okay. Her world is going to come crashing down tomorrow and his too. I guess they shouldn’t have lied about anything. Saying that they were married means that they were ashamed of me from the beginning and I’m not going to have it.” I shake my head back and forth.
No one is going to change my mind of what they did. Not even Betty. No one is going to try and put sugar on it now.
“You have a long day ahead of you tomorrow. I suggest that you get some sleep. Do you want me to hold your calls?” Betty asks me in a soft voice.
“I don’t mean to take it out on you. I really don’t,” I tell her, lowering my voice.
“I know, it’s okay dear. You’re fixing this the best way you know how. With the truth.” She hugs me.
“If you would hold all my calls that would be great. I mean, Mother is going to try to make sure that the media doesn’t come here tomorrow.” I give her a worried look when I pull away from her.
“Kevin seems to be doing a good job of making sure everyone finds out,” Betty laughs, assuring me that Mother isn’t going to stop anything.
Maybe it was a blessing in disguise that Kevin was at the house this morning. That everything worked out the way it was supposed to.
I get ready for bed and see that Eliza is already in my bed. She has a smile on her face. The kind that tells me that she’s proud of me.
“Does that mean I get something sweet,” I giggle at her.
“No, not until all this is over. You get to hold me though and that’s better right now. It seems like we both need that kind of love,” she tells me seriously.
I nod my head I don’t care if we have sex or if we just hold each other all night. Either way I still get to have her close to me. I can still feel her love no matter what.
“I just want you to know that I’m here for you. I want you to know if you want me to stand up there with you tomorrow I will. I’m not afraid to,” she whispers to me, wrapping an arm around me.
“I would like that. I think that it will show everyone just how serious I am,” I tell her, taking a deep breath and letting it out.
“You’re worried,” she tells me.
“Only a little, but who cares about what others say. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time. I just never had anyone so close to me push me so hard as you and Betty have. I know a good thing when I see it and I don’t want to lose it.” I grin at her as I go to turn out the light.
“Leave it on,” she tells me softly.
I want to ask her why, but her eyes are closed and she’s content. I can see that she’s just enjoying touching me, knowing that I’m here and that I’m not going anywhere.
“I love you Eliza,” I tell her, kissing the top of her head.
“I love you too.” The smile on her face grows wider and I know that she’s happier than she’s been in the last few days.
Maybe even happier than when she first came here.
Chapter Twenty-Four
I hear someone banging on my door first thing in the morning. At first, I wonder if I’m dreaming. I know that I’m not when I hear Betty hollering to me through the door.
“They are outside!” Betty shouts at the top of her lungs gleefully.
“We’re getting up.” I call back to her.
I’m not sure if she’s talking about the media or if she’s talking about my parents. Either way I get up and it makes Eliza get up as well.
Neither one of us take a shower. We have no time for that. I slip into something comfortable. I don’t care what I wear. It’s my life and no one is going to rule it is the way I’m feeling this morning.
The second we get downstairs, James is smiling at me.
“You’ve started something, look out the window,” he tells me calmly. His voice lets me know that he’s proud of me.
I look out the window and see that there are news crews just waiting to talk to me. There are people from the papers who want to talk to me.
“It’s better to do it now than to wait, right?” I ask him, biting down on my lip.
I’ve never made a speech before. However, when I feel an arm slip around my waist ,I smile and know that Eliza is right here beside me.
“You can do this. We can do this,” she tells me softly.
I open the door and step out. James is behind me while I have microphones in my face. I want to tell them all at the same time, but the crowd is too noisy. I’m not sure that they’re going to be able to hear me. Then we hear this loud whistle. So loud that I have to cover my ears because of the noise, but when I uncover them everyone is quiet.
“You will hear what Ms. Keller has to say or you can leave. She wants you here but not if you’re just going to talk over her,” James tells them with a smile on his face and a nod of his head.
They are all staring at me. They are all waiting to see what I have to tell them. Kevin seemed to do all the work for me without realizing it.
“I wanted you all here today because my life has been one big lie. No one wants to hear me. Everyone wants to throw rules at me and I’m tired of it,” I tell them, taking a deep breath and letting it out.
The reporters are looking at me as if I have two heads. I wonder if I’m really doing the right thing when I look into their eyes. In just a matter of seconds I’m going to show them that the Keller family isn’t as perfect as they think we are.
“I’m not into men, we’ll start with that. My family doesn’t like the fact that I’m a lesbian. I like women and I always have. No one wants to take me as the person I am, at least not my parents. To me that’s not okay.” I start with the hardest part for me.
I see a few reporters nod their heads. Some of them have smiles on their faces. Not because they enjoy the drama, but because they see that I am speaking out. I’m doing what’s right for me.
“The second thing is my parents aren’t married. They were never married. I want you to know that I’m a bastard. I know that sounds horrible, but that’s what I am. I think my parents are ashamed of me all the way around. I have always gone by their rules and I won’t do it anymore,” I tell them, that’s all that I have to tell them.
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