Chapter 2 #2
Emma stared at the closed door, then turned her attention to the abandoned bacon sandwich. She pounced on it, enjoying the first mouthful, then looked up at Vanessa. “You okay, babe?”
As Vanessa emptied her coat pockets, she paused for a beat. Her brow rose, turning Emma into a puddle on the spot. “Me?” She set her phone and keys down as she smiled. “Yes, I’m fine.”
“You’re sure? Because that was a bit intense with Lauren.”
Vanessa let out a slow breath, her shoulders relaxing as she reached across the dining table to grab the other half of the sandwich from the plate.
“I love her and Daisy to death, but I’m not giving up this week with you, Emma.
” She shook her head, enjoying the bacon on toast she’d just stolen from Emma.
“You know the last time we had a few uninterrupted days with one another was the first week of the summer holidays. Three months ago.”
Emma couldn’t believe just how long it had been. “Really?”
“Yes. Really,” Vanessa said as she brushed crumbs from her fingertips and moved towards the coffee machine. “And I know she struggles to get things done, but that’s something she needs to discuss with Rob. He’s a great dad, but he’s working too much and she’s suffering because of it.”
Emma leaned her hip against the counter, watching Vanessa as the coffee beans started to grind. She thought about Rob. He was charming and ambitious, but Vanessa was right. He was always on the move, and usually in a different country. “Do you think it’s something she’ll discuss with him?”
“Probably not,” Vanessa answered over the sound of the coffee machine.
“I spent years in the very same situation with Richard. He worked longer hours so I could take more time off work to be a mother. I’m not complaining about that—it meant I could bond with Lauren far more than if I was working all hours of the day—but in the long run… it’s just not maintainable.”
Emma nodded. “Then you’re right. She needs to speak to Rob.”
As Emma finished the last bite of her sandwich, Vanessa turned towards her with an outstretched hand. She pulled Emma close, wrapping her arms around her waist with a gentleness that made Emma’s breath catch. “Right now, my marriage is my priority.”
“Babe, we’re fine.” Emma’s brows drew together slightly. She studied Vanessa’s face, wondering if that comment had a deeper meaning to it. “I hope you know that.”
“I do know that,” Vanessa said as she tucked Emma’s hair behind her ear. “But I still want to focus on us this week. I know it’s only a walk around The Lakes, but the idea of us being alone, phones off and nothing to worry about…it’s all I’ve thought about all morning.”
Emma leaned into Vanessa, her fingers stroking the soft fabric of her blouse. “Then we should have a relaxing day today, do whatever we feel like, and head off early in the morning.”
Vanessa drew her in, her fingertips curling under Emma’s chin, that familiar tenderness in her smile that always made Emma’s heart pound. She kissed her slowly, and it was the kind of kiss that said, ‘this is home’. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else…with anyone else.”
Emma stood by the chest of drawers as she slipped her hoodie over her head and tossed it into the laundry basket.
She didn’t know why she felt tense, she was used to Lauren’s selfishness, but today it had really pissed her off.
The way she’d spoken to Vanessa, the bitterness in her voice for her mum daring to want to do something for herself…
yeah, Emma was quietly seething with her best friend.
She heard the soft creak of the mattress behind her, and as Emma glanced over her shoulder, Vanessa was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing nothing but her robe. “Nice shower, babe?”
“Mm.” Vanessa smiled as she rested back on her hands. “You know, I’ve been fantasising about having you to myself all day.”
Emma turned, her top half bare. “Yeah?”
“God.” Vanessa gazed back at her and hummed her approval. “Look at you.”
That was all the invitation Emma needed.
She crossed the room slowly and lowered herself between Vanessa’s parted knees.
With a soft nudge of her palms, she eased Vanessa back onto the mattress, and her wife gave in without resistance.
She fell back on her elbows, her robe opening slightly at the thigh.
“Let me take care of you,” Emma murmured as she lowered a kiss just above Vanessa’s knee. “No interruptions. Just us.”
Vanessa’s head lolled back with a sigh. “Finally.”
Emma reached up and pushed Vanessa’s robe further aside, trailing kisses inward, higher and higher, until her mouth hovered over the one thing she would always desire.
Vanessa let out a quiet groan when Emma’s breath teased her. “God, Emma…”
But Emma wasn’t in any rush. Not this afternoon.
She nudged Vanessa’s legs wider apart, inhaling the scent of her before dipping lower, her tongue parting her slick lips with aching precision.
She licked slowly, savouring every moan and every tremble beneath her mouth as she gripped Vanessa’s thighs and circled her tongue over her clit.
Vanessa’s hips rolled as her hands tangled in Emma’s hair.
“You’ve been thinking about this all day,” Emma whispered between strokes. “Haven’t you?”
Vanessa whimpered in response. “You have no idea.”
Emma slid two fingers inside her wife, her tongue still working over Vanessa’s clit.
The effect was instant. Vanessa cried out and arched into her touch as her legs fell further apart.
Vanessa’s breath quickened, her body now trembling on the edge, but she wasn’t quite where Emma wanted her just yet.
“Oh, no,” Emma said, pulling back just enough to still her hand. “I want more than this.”
She stood quickly and moved to the drawer beside the bed, pulling out a black harness and their favourite sleek silicone toy. It was one that fit Emma perfectly, and one that always left Vanessa breathless within seconds.
Vanessa’s eyes darkened as she watched Emma secure it around her hips. “You read my mind.”
“Turn over,” Emma said, softly. “And get on your knees.”
Vanessa obeyed, her body gliding over the sheets, her skin flushed and glistening. Emma stepped up behind her and trailed kisses along her spine, over her shoulder…then moved lower, her fingertips tracing along Vanessa’s waist as she lined herself up.
She guided the toy between her wife’s soaked lips and pressed in slowly.
Vanessa gasped as her back arched. “Fuck, yes!”
Emma slid her hands over Vanessa’s hips and thrust harder. There was nothing she enjoyed more than watching her wife unravel like this. The definition in her back, the softness of her moans, the way her fingers tightened around the sheets when the angle was just right.
Emma leaned forward against Vanessa’s back and whispered, “You feel so fucking good.”
Vanessa moaned in response, her body rocking back into her.
Emma picked up the pace, reached one hand around to circle Vanessa’s clit, and fucked her wife with everything she had. “Let go for me.”
Vanessa’s orgasm hit fast as she cried out, her whole body convulsing beneath Emma as pleasure tore through her. Emma kept moving slowly, coaxing everything from Vanessa, until she collapsed forward onto the sheets with a satisfied moan.
Emma slowly eased out and stepped out of the harness, then lay down beside Vanessa, her cheeks flushed as she tried to catch her breath.
Vanessa turned to her with bliss written all over her face. “That was exactly what I needed.” Vanessa rolled onto her side and dragged her fingertips down Emma’s stomach. “But you didn’t think I was going to let you do all the work, did you?”
Emma’s lips parted, but whatever words she may have found were lost the moment Vanessa’s hand dipped lower and slid between her thighs. It was the lightest touch—barely more than a graze—but it made her shiver all the same.
“I was enjoying the view,” Emma managed as she shivered again.
Vanessa smiled as she leaned and kissed her. “And now it’s time for me to enjoy the very same.”
Emma moaned into a kiss as Vanessa’s fingers found her clit, circling with precision. Her body arched towards her wife’s touch instinctively, her legs parting as heat flared low in her belly.
“Mm. You’re soaked,” Vanessa whispered against her lips, rubbing lazy circles over her clit as she pressed a kiss to the corner of Emma’s mouth. “Is that from fucking me…or from knowing I’m about to taste you?”
Emma gasped, her hands fisting in the sheets. “Jesus, babe…”
Vanessa smirked, clearly satisfied with her reaction, and trailed kisses down Emma’s body. She paused over her chest, sucking a nipple between her lips, then moved further, licking a line down her stomach until she was kneeling between Emma’s spread thighs.
Vanessa looked up, her eyes dark and fixed on Emma’s. “Watch me taste you.”
She lowered her head and pressed her tongue between Emma’s lips, slow and confident, tasting her with the same focus and hunger Emma had shown earlier. Emma let out a strangled moan, her hips jerking upwards as Vanessa’s tongue found her clit and circled, teasing, then pressed firmly.
“Y-yes! Fuck, r-right there,” Emma panted.
Vanessa gave her exactly what she wanted. Her tongue moved in tight, controlled flicks, building Emma up with every pass. She eased two fingers inside without resistance, curling them just right, knowing Emma was close.
“Shit, babe…I-I—” Emma gripped the back of Vanessa’s head and rode her fingers and tongue. The fire burning inside of her was too much.
“I’m not going to stop until you come in my mouth.” Vanessa moaned. “So you’d better let go. I’m dying to taste you.”
And that was it.
Emma’s body tensed, her back arched, and a cry tore from her throat as pleasure flooded her. Vanessa didn’t let up; her fingers moved steadily as her tongue pushed Emma through her orgasm, drinking up everything she had to offer.
Emma collapsed against the sheets, her breath ragged and her body limp with satisfaction. “Holy shit.”
Vanessa crawled up beside her, grinning as she slumped down. “You always taste so fucking good.”
Emma turned her head and sighed. “I can’t handle you. I swear.”
Vanessa nuzzled into the crook of her neck, her voice soft as she said, “Oh, baby. You handle me just fine.”
Emma turned slightly, brushing her fingers through Vanessa’s hair, then pressed their foreheads together. “You know what I love about you most…that I can have you whenever I want you.”
Vanessa laughed and brushed her bottom lip over Emma’s. “I’m all yours. Always.”