Chapter 35
Chapter Thirty-Five
VANESSA
“For someone who doesn’t do this very often, you don’t seem at all out of practice,” observed Vanessa, who had discarded her dress and was now lying beside Joey on the bed.
Joey laughed. “I think that was all you, to be honest. I don’t think I even thought it through. You were just there, dying to be kissed.”
Vanessa raised an eyebrow, or tried to. Her body still wasn’t fully responding after what was possibly the hottest evening of her life. “Well, kiss me you did. God, Joey. You are so sexy.”
Joey blushed and buried her head in the covers. Then she peeped out.
“And I’d like to point out that you have way too many clothes on,” added Vanessa with a laugh. She reached over and stroked Joey’s hair, bringing her thumb down the side of Joey’s face. She placed her hand on Joey’s bra strap. “This needs to come off.”
Joey screwed up her eyes for a moment, then pulled the garment over her head.
“Don’t be shy,” said Vanessa, gently. “You have gorgeous breasts.” Her pupils widened at the sight of Joey’s ample bust. “You keep these hidden away, but they are beautiful.” She pushed Joey onto her back and straddled her hips.
As Vanessa looked down at Joey, she undid her own bra, discarding it on the floor. She could feel the waistband of Joey’s trousers beneath her as she leaned forward and kissed Joey’s neck. Joey’s eyes closed and she sighed.
Vanessa could feel herself getting worked up again as she brought her mouth down to one of Joey’s nipples.
It was ready for the attention she longed to give it.
While she kissed Joey’s chest, she let her other hand slide down Joey’s side to her hips.
She could feel Joey beginning to squirm beneath her, which only made her want her more.
“Well, I think it’s safe to say you’re not out of practice, either,” Joey gasped. Vanessa lifted her head to look at the woman beneath her. She grinned, her blood roaring in her ears as she drew her hand yet lower, pulling at the cord that held up Joey’s light trousers.
“You are just begging to be unwrapped,” she said, as she loosened Joey’s trousers and plunged her hand downwards. Joey hissed as Vanessa’s hand pulled her panties aside and made contact.
“Oh my god,” said Joey. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.”
“By the feel of you on my fingers, about as long as I have,” said Vanessa, her eyes dark. She loved feeling how turned on the quiet baker had become. “These need to go.”
She climbed off Joey and tugged her underwear and trousers off. They were now both naked, and Vanessa gently lay the full length of her body on Joey’s, enjoying the feeling of so much skin on skin.
They kissed, slowly at first, but soon Joey’s urgency overwhelmed her.
Vanessa drew a hand down between Joey’s breasts and onwards.
Once she’d dipped below Joey’s belly button, she could feel the other woman’s desire gathering.
She looked into Joey’s eyes, silently asking for permission.
Joey gave an almost imperceptible nod, and Vanessa pushed two fingers inside her.
Joey groaned, her eyes rolling back in her head, and Vanessa lost herself in the moment.
She was astride one of Joey’s thighs, and the sensation of Joey’s leg moving against her meant she was enjoying this almost as much as Joey was.
Vanessa rocked gently in and out of Joey, the rhythm working for them both. Slowly but surely they travelled together towards an inevitable climax that left them both gasping for air.
Vanessa rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. “Wow!” She laughed. “Not a very imaginative word. But, you know, needs must.”
“I very much second that ‘wow’,” said Joey, her face damp with perspiration. The way her hair stuck to her forehead made her look even sexier as far as Vanessa was concerned.
“I think we should have some water,” said Vanessa with a laugh.
Joey nodded. “Only once I’ve regained control of my legs.”
“Deal,” said Vanessa, smoothing down her hair.
Vanessa woke early the following morning. Her body clock had grown used to early starts. She opened her eyes and looked across at her companion. They hadn’t gone to sleep until late, spending hours talking, kissing, eating and then starting all over again.
The intimacy she felt with the woman gently breathing beside her took her by surprise.
This wasn’t always the way for Vanessa, and she’d sometimes wondered if she just wasn’t able to make a meaningful and lasting connection.
Perhaps, she reflected, that had been less about her, and more about not being with the right person.
Vanessa rolled onto her back and smiled. Moments later she felt an arm rest across her stomach, heavy with sleep.
“Morning,” said Vanessa.
“I can’t believe I’m awake this early,” Joey mumbled. “The bakery doesn’t even open today.”
“You were clearly too excited to sleep through, having a gorgeous woman in your bed,” said Vanessa, turning to face Joey, whose head was still buried in her pillow.
“Something like that. Although I think perhaps it’s also the fact that I’m dying to go to the loo.” Joey sighed, then dragged herself out of bed. “I’ll be back, just give me a minute.”
Vanessa heard the coffee machine come to life, and smiled. Naked Joey and coffee in Barcelona. Possibly the best ever way to wake up.
“Here,” said Joey when she returned a few minutes later. She’d pulled on some figure-hugging shorts and a t-shirt. Her legs looked delicious, but even Vanessa knew she needed coffee before she did anything else.
Joey sat cross-legged on the bed with her coffee, smiling at Vanessa in a way that made Vanessa’s heart melt.
“Are you ok this morning?” asked Vanessa, taking a sip of the strong black liquid.
Joey gave a half smile. “I’m great,” she says, “although I ache in some unexpected places.”
Vanessa laughed. “I can totally relate. I do have a cure, though.”
“Oh, yes?” Joey enquired.
“A calorific breakfast somewhere. The more carbs, the better.” Vanessa placed a hand on Joey’s knee.
“I’m in,” said Joey with a grin.