Chapter 12 #2
We sat at opposite ends of my couch, and she was gazing out the window across the cityscape.
I loved my view from here, and I wasn’t talking about the horizon of skyscrapers.
Her glossy hair. Her soft jawline. The hazel eyes that always captured my attention, even through her dark frames.
Those full lips that I wanted to feel on mine, but not just the ones up top but the ones between my thick thighs.
I was drowning in attraction, and I didn’t know what to do, but if we weren’t on the same page, I would need to be okay with that.
Turning her head back in my direction, her facial expression was unreadable. That caused nerves to rise up inside me.
“First, I have a confession to make. When I met with my therapist after the cruise, I told her about everything. Kissing a woman was new for me. And I mean really kissing a woman. The first thing out of my mouth when our session connected was that I may not be straight.” She peered down at her lap, wringing her hands together.
Looking on the bright side—being an optimist—was the norm for me, but approaching this revelation with caution was the smarter move.
“I’m listening,” I coaxed, encouraging her to continue.
“The thing is, I won’t know if I don’t let myself try other new things.” A glimmer of arousal and hope sprung into Jackie’s gaze as she insinuated that she wanted more from what we had.
“Jackie, right now I need you to be very specific about what you’re talking about, because my mind is going one way, but if it’s the wrong way, I’d rather not embarrass myself by misreading signals.”
“Sarah. I want to explore more with you. I want to do more than just kiss those pink, perky lips. You’ve been on my mind nonstop since I felt what it was like to kiss you beyond a quick peck on the lips in a juvenile game of Spin the Bottle.
I don’t exactly have a plan, but I’m patient and a quick learner.
The idea of bringing each other wild, unimaginable pleasure…
” She trailed off, seemingly unsure how to finish that thought while I listened intently and giddily.
Hiding my gleaming smile was becoming more difficult by the second, and wetness was pooling between my legs.
My pussy throbbed and my clit was swollen with need, but a yellow flag was flying in my brain telling me to slow down.
“I hear what you’re saying, Jackie, and trust me, I’d love nothing more than to give in and give you exactly what you want.
The problem is, you’re still finding yourself, and I’ve been out of the closet for years.
I’m not an experiment. I live my life out and proud.
Going back to hiding who I am isn’t an option.
” Her energy became defensive, causing guilt to overtake me.
“That’s not what this is. I was with one fucking person for a long ass time, and he wasn’t always good to me.
I let so much slide during that marriage, and the sex was mediocre.
Aside from that, there wasn’t a lot of emotional intimacy, but I kept telling myself it would get better.
So, when I sit here and tell you what I want, it’s because I took the time and space to think about it.
We’ve been back here in the city for a few weeks now.
Give me some credit, will ya?” By the end, her tone had softened.
Seeing her so sure of herself and so riled up made resisting her even harder.
“Actions speak louder than words, Jackie baby.” Her face lit up and she stalked forward, crawling on the couch toward where I was sitting.
Letting her make the first move would ensure she really had the lady balls to pursue what she desired.
The fact that what she desired was me boosted my ego.
Nearly in my lap, the woman I’d do nearly anything for softly brushed her pouty lips against mine in a tease.
She placed her palm on my décolletage and slowly slid it up to curve around my neck and jaw, brushing her thumb against my the apple of cheek. My eyes fell closed, my lashes caressing my cheeks, and my breathing increased, the anticipation killing me.
“Actions, Jackie.” I murmured.
She took that as a challenge and smashed her lips to mine.
My entire body lit from within like fireworks, and neither of us had even orgasmed yet.
Trying to imagine what that would feel like eluded me in this moment.
My mind was consumed with the feel of her softness against mine and the smell of honey and vanilla that wafted off her.
She finally pushed her tongue past the seam of my lips, skillfully plunging it into my mouth.
Our mouths danced to a song only we heard the beat to, and our heads tilted to match each other’s energy.
Minutes later, our chests heaving, she pulled back and gazed into my eyes. Her pupils were blown with arousal, and her lips were swollen from the pressure of her kisses on mine.
“Sarah,” Jackie whispered out.
“Yes, baby?”
“I need to make you come.”
“Same. Let’s go to my bedroom.” She leaned back, allowing me space to rise from the sofa. I straightened my top and extended my palm out to her, leading the way to ecstasy.
“First thing you should know, I’m the one in charge. This isn’t something kinky, but if I’m going to be teaching you how to please another woman?—”
Cutting me off she clarified, “This isn’t about pleasing just any woman, this is about pleasing you.”
A blush I couldn’t stop if I tried crept up my entire body.
“Well, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way… go ahead and strip for me. I want to see every curve and roll and stretch mark that covers your fucking body. You are sexy as hell, Jackie. You are quite literally my dream come true.”