Chapter 28 Rory #2
“Hey.” Rory caressed Gemma's back through the oversized T-shirt she wore.
“I am not going anywhere without you. I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to scare you away, but I'm in this Gems. I’m falling for you. So hard, so fast it’s scaring the crap out of me.” Rory gulped and briefly considered how much to say to Gemma.
She absolutely did not want to scare her away but also wanted to comfort her girlfriend.
“When we’re apart, I think it’s all going too fast. I want to text you soppy texts and tell you how much I'm missing you, but I worry it’s too much. But when we’re together, everything is right, everything feels better and how it should be.” Rory swallowed past the lump that was in her throat.
Gemma rested her face on Rory's neck, and gentle sobs wracked her body. “I’m sorry, I'm being silly. It’s all a bit overwhelming.” Gemma mumbled into Rory's neck.
Rory shifted slightly and reached a hand over to Gemma.
Lightly, she cupped Gemma's chin and held her in place.
A hundred words ran through her head, including the three that fully summed up her feelings for Gemma.
But she didn't want to say them in a flurry of tears. Tomorrow night, in the gardens of Larchester Manor. That’s where she wanted to tell Gemma she loved her.
That she wanted Gemma to be in her life for a very long time.
All the words she knew rattled in her brain until she realised words were useless.
She guided Gemma's lips to hers, and they came together in a flurry of desire and longing.
Everything she felt for Gemma poured out of her, and she expressed it all in that kiss.
She pushed Gemma back and slid a leg between Gemma's, her thigh pressing on Gemma's centre.
Gemma gasped into Rory's mouth, and a flood of liquid heat rushed through Rory's veins.
With a practiced ease she didn't know she possessed, she swiftly removed her vest top and then tugged at Gemma's T-shirt.
As soon as it left Gemma's body, Rory pressed her chest to Gemma's.
The heat from Gemma poured into Rory, and the soft press of their breasts together made her moan.
“Oh, Rory!” Gemma's voice was pleading. Rory kissed her way down Gemma's body, only pausing to kiss the soft nipples into tight buds of need. Gemma bucked underneath her and pressed her centre into Rory’s thigh. Between them, they discarded Gemma’s knickers, and Rory plunged her fingers into her lover.
Lips and tongues colliding, she teased and fucked Gemma into a climax that had her shuddering in Rory’s arms.
“I love this.” Gemma kissed any part of Rory’s sweat-slicked body she could. “I love how you fuck me.”
“Good, because I really, really love making love to you.” Rory gently kissed Gemma’s nipples to emphasise her point.
Rory settled next to Gemma and propped herself up on an arm. She knew she had a grin splitting her face. She loved what she could do to Gemma’s body and how much pleasure she could bring to her.
“This is more than fucking to me Gems.” Rory trailed a finger not so innocently around Gemma’s areolas.
“Hmm?” Gemma writhed under Rory’s touch.
“This.” Rory rubbed a thumb over Gemma’s tight nipple, and Gemma gasped. “It’s more than sex, it’s more than fucking.”
“I know.” Gemma rolled over, so she was facing Rory. “I don’t have the words to express it right now Rory. I’m not like you, I’ve not been in a long-term relationship. I’ve never been engaged. I’m sort of flying blind here.”
A wave of love engulfed Rory and warmed her to her toes.
“I’ve never felt anything like this before.” Rory looked Gemma in the eyes, hoping to speak to her heart. “Anything I felt for Darcy pales compared to what I feel for you. So, I’m just as lost as you are in this. More so because at least you know ‘who’ you are. I’m still muddling through.”
“Doing pretty well so far.” Gemma kissed Rory gently on the lips before settling into her arms. Rory felt Gemma’s fingers explore her chest and relaxed into the touch as flickers of fire danced over her as Gemma’s fingertips caressed her.
“Okay?” Gemma checked in with her
“Mmm, very green.” Rory rolled onto her back and opened her body to Gemma. The smile that crossed Gemma’s face was blinding, and Rory loved that she was the reason Gemma was smiling.
“Can I kiss you?” Gemma asked shyly.
Rory was about to ask her what she meant, when a wandering hand to her clit answered her question.
“Um, not tonight, babe.” Her heart sank. She hated denying Gemma, but after the emotions of the day, she wasn’t ready to push her own boundaries.
“That’s fine.” Gemma kissed around the gentle swell of Rory’s breast. “Would you like to go to sleep or…” Gemma’s voice was light. A wave of desire crashed over Rory.
“I want to...” She struggled to say the word ‘come’. It was so alien to her talking about her desires and needs. Having a lover who was considerate of her body was a new and wonderful experience. Despite everything, she chuckled.
“Don’t you think it’s odd?” She brushed Gemma’s hair away from her face. “That I was your first female lover, I taught you about a woman’s body, and now here you are helping me overcome my insecurities.”
Gemma continued her caresses. “You were magnificent that night.” She bit her bottom lip, and Rory’s stomach flipped as her clit throbbed with need.
“You fucked me so well, it was hot and passionate.” Gemma raked her eyes over Rory’s naked chest. “I wouldn’t mind that again, you know.
” She interlaced her fingers with Rory’s.
“One night, just fucking me senseless. Taking me, devouring me. Just like you did then. You made me feel things I’d never felt before… or since.”
Rory gulped, the shame she had always felt about that night, about how dominant she had been, how hot and passionate they had been together. She now felt that shame melt away.
“I guess each of us had to go on a journey away to end up here.” She pushed Gemma back onto the bed and straddled her. “I want to fuck you again.” She kissed Gemma hard before adding. “But this time I will be here in the morning.”